LOGINI slipped into the driver's seat but didn't fire the engine right away.
I leaned back wearily against the seat, picking unconsciously at the steering wheel. Five million dollars sat quietly in my account, and the ashen, defeated faces of the three White family members still lingered vividly before my eyes. It was a total, unqualified victory. Yet my heart felt like it had been hollowed out-empty and achingly cold, as if a sharp wind was blowing straight through the gap.The two walked side by side into the quiet lobby.It was late, the front desk was unmanned, and the hall was completely deserted.The numbers on the elevator panel jumped slowly.My stomach was warm, but my heart was sent into a fluster by the blunt threats in the car earlier—hot and chaotic."Tomorrow when the exhibits arrive, I'll be there in person," Alexander Knight said, turning his head to fix his dark gaze on my face."Um," I replied, my eyes lingering on his thin lips, so close I could almost feel his breath.That suppressed sense of unwillingness, mixed with the subtle pleasure of being cared for, and my fascination with the feral nature hidden beneath his dignified, ascetic exterior, suddenly surged up.Why was he always the one teasing me and controlling the pace?I suddenly turned to him, lifting my hand without warning to firmly grasp the end of his Windsor-knotted tie.The grip wasn't tight, but it held an unyielding p
I stared at the familiar figure downstairs, a faint, fluttery feeling stirring in my heart.Three minutes?Was he treating me like a soldier on an emergency deployment?I glanced down at my camisole nightgown and slippers, then headed out.The elevator descended, and so did my mood.As soon as I stepped out of the building, a gust of cold wind hit me, and I saw the figure standing by the car.I ran to him, my breath coming in short gasps.Alexander Knight watched me run over with my hair down and slippers on, no makeup on my face.He crushed out his cigarette, his deep gaze sweeping over me.My loose hair, my plain face, the delicate curves beneath my thin camisole.And those unusually fair feet in slippers."You..."I didn't finish my sentence before Alexander pulled open the car door, tilting his chin inside."Get in."As soon as I sat down, Alexander got in from the other side.After we were in the car, th
Alexander Knight pushed the driver's seat back with one hand, and I sank into the soft leather upholstery."Alexander, you..."Before I could finish, his scorching body pressed down on mine.He tore off his gold-rimmed glasses and tossed them onto the dashboard.One hand locked around the back of my neck, the other pinning my resisting wrists, fingers interlaced tightly.His searing lips crushed down on mine, hard and possessive.He pried open my lips, kissing me deeply and fiercely—his nose brushing my cheek, his breath hot and ragged, filled with pent-up longing that surged forward without restraint.My mouth was flooded with his scent.I struggled for only a moment before looping my arms around his neck, responding eagerly, my fingertips digging into the hair at the nape of his neck.We were like two beasts tangled in a narrow cave, our lips and teeth clashing.After what felt like an eternity, Alexander pulled back slightly
A lingering gloom hung over the White Mansion.Since the scandal at Nebula Hotel and the ten million ransom, the White family had been severely weakened. Chloe White stayed home all day, her former arrogance gone.Winnie Carter’s visit felt like an unwelcome intrusion."Chloe, it’s so nice of you to come see me," Chloe forced a weak smile.Winnie sipped her black tea."Sister, are you feeling better? You still look pale.""Same old," Chloe avoided eye contact, unwilling to say more.Winnie set down her cup and sighed softly."Speaking of which, New York has been quite lively lately.""That 'Breaking Cocoon' art exhibition by Knight Group is getting massive hype."Chloe looked uninterested."Oh? Knight Group’s projects are always like that.""Yes," Winnie suddenly changed the subject."Especially this up-and-coming brand called SoftVoice. They’ve collaborated with Tiangong Atelier in Hong Kong an
The crisp afternoon light of Zurich, shining through the screen, reflects in my eyes.I curved the corner of my lips and smiled. "Alright then. A ride in Mr. Yan’s personal car and all the treats you could ask for. I’d better think hard about how to repay this.""No need to think." His voice was deep and magnetic. “Be there. I’ll see you when I land.”I smiled softly. "I promise I’ll be on time to welcome you back."The call ended.Silence fell over the suite again, as the glowing lights of Victoria Harbour outside the window flowed silently by.The Breaking Cocoon exhibition was only four days away. Alexander Knight was returning early—this tough battle was finally going to reach its climax.I had no mood to finish the ginger milk pudding. Turning around, I dived straight into my work emails.In stark contrast to my relentless hustle was Ethan Knight’s self-destructive drunken stupor.His d
A flicker of competitive spirit sparked in me.I narrowed my eyes."Mr. Knight, does your surveillance network cover the entire planet?""Still diligently checking up on me even when you're abroad?"A few seconds of silence."You're using the VIP lounge of the airline Knight Group has a long-term partnership with.""Pulling your record takes one minute.""As for checking up on you...""Which kind do you want it to be?"He flipped it back on me, kicking the ambiguous ball into my court, letting me define it.Underneath the calm text, there it was—that quiet, relentless possessiveness.The tips of my ears warmed.My fingers tapped against the screen."Neither!""And you, Mr. Knight? It's 2 a.m. in Zurich. Can't find your Zen?""Guess the Zurich night sky isn't quite enough to help you meditate."The moment I hit send, my phone rang.Alexander was calling.A smile tugged at my lips as I lazi




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