LOGINDawn broke early over Hong Kong, the sunlight harsh and glaring.
I swallowed my antacids and splashed cold water on my face, fighting the shadows under my eyes and the queasy turn in my stomach.I applied a light layer of makeup, just enough to look polished.At exactly nine, Roy's Bentley pulled up at the hotel entrance.I slid into the passenger seat."Tiangong Atelier profile. Review it on the way."Roy handed her the tablet, tapping the screen."Their crI 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
Ethan's head spun. A vein bulged at his temple.She dared to call him that?He instinctively took it as a vicious insult, payback for the things he'd hurled at her back at the cove."Lisa!"His voice came out as a low growl. His fists clenched tight at his sides.He wanted to grab her, force her to explain. He wanted to wipe that infuriating mark off her neck.But when he met her mocking eyes, the pent-up fury deflated like a punctured balloon.What right did he even have?"You're calling me that?"His voice was hoarse.---"Think whatever you want."I didn't bother looking at him again. My eyes fixed on the glowing red numbers above the elevator doors.Ethan's chest tightened, choked by my indifference.The rage that had nowhere to go was forced down.All that was left was a burning ache in his gut. Sour. Weak."Lisa. These three days you didn't come to the office... was it because of me?"He pause







