004 The Sexiest Bachelor

She was so worried that she was about to cry. Thin sweat broke out on her forehead.

"Hmm?" Seeing her angst, Everett bent over and put his ear closer to her lips.

Though half-conscious, Scarlett found her senses enhanced when his handsome face got close.

She pasted her eyes on Everett like a cheetah staring at her prey, lining the sharp curves of his delicious ear, his hard-carved temple, and his firm jaw with her greedy eyes.

Craving the power flowing under his smooth skin, all Scarlett could think of was how it would taste if she could just reach up a little further and take that ear into her mouth.

"They...have...AIDS..." Scarlett breathed into his ear, and this time Everett heard her.

Darkness clouded his eyes as he frowned deeply.

"Edward, keep them alive," Everett said as he picked Scarlett up into his arms princess style, heading out of the room, "Careful. They might have AIDS."

Edward was Everett's secretary, his first mate, and the best assistant in both his personal life and his business empire. Everywhere Everett went, there was Edward. Scarlett was actually a bit shocked that Everett didn't have Edward with him last life when he came to rescue her after the car accident.

Everett took Scarlett into the room across the hall.

Turning her head slightly, Scarlett stuck her nose into his chest. The man's masculine smell surprisingly soothed her.

Maybe it was because he smelt like pine trees after rain, or maybe it was because the drug was so strong that any man would smell good to her right now. For whatever reason, surrounded by his smell, Scarlett finally loosened up after the door separated them from the rest of the painful world.

She hadn't felt so safe like she felt now for years.

"You were drugged," Put her into bed, Everett said when he noticed her watery deer eyes were following him around like a scared little animal.

"Why..." Scarlett frowned, murmuring.

Why did you save me? Even being saved by him right now, she had a hard time believing it.

He was the ONE guy that Wyatt hated yet couldn't beat last life even with Scarlett's help, and Scarlett had been nothing but horrible to him.

Everett frowned at her question, seemingly annoyed.

His eye darkened for a second before he unfurrowed his eyebrows and said with a poker face: "This kind of dirty work can't happen in my club."

The most luxurious club in the city was his property?! Scarlett didn't know that. In all the rumors spreading about him, he had always been the useless illegitimate son, a bloodsucker lusting after the family wealth his mom stole from another family.

He grabbed her wrist with a resigned sigh as if dealing with a naughty child, and only then did Scarlett realize she was stroking his Adam's apple with her fingertip, feeling the thumping flow of blood under there.

He stood up the next second and turned to leave. Panic rose in Scarlett at that move, and she rose her finger and hooked his belt.

He stopped and looked down at her finger before his icy blue eyes darted higher and bumped into hers.

Never before had Scarlett noticed how his eyes looked like icebergs under the moonlight. It was as if in those eyes contained the whole Milky Way.

"...you are safe now." Everett didn't sit down, but just squeezed out those four words in a stiff way as if it took a huge effort out of him.

He interpreted her action as fear when she had only a million questions in her mind, and none of them was doubting whether she was still in danger.

Scarlett frowned. Why wasn't he acting according to the script?! Didn't he "rape" her last life?! Not that she wanted to be raped, but what was with his suddenly restrained style?!

What the hell happened last life?!

She knew it was him who had sex with her, because she didn't know who it was until Wyatt took her for an amniocentesis to prove Everett's "crime".

That led to the peak of her hatred toward Everett and Wyatt driving the car over Everett which put Everett in his wheelchair.

Everett turned away again.

"Don't leave..." Scarlett gripped the nip of his belt under her fingers, the torment of the unsatisfied craving and fear rooted deeply in her soul brimmed her huge deer eyes with tears.

She wanted his body! Scarlett realized that with desperation, not sure whether it was because of what happened in her last life, or just because of the drug.

He turned around. Suddenly gripped his fist so hard that his arms were shaking.

Scarlett flinched back at his sudden anger but it was too late--

Everett jumped onto her like a loosened beast, his huge hand wrapped around her fragile jaw, stroking his thumb across her lips with a trembling finger. His head bent over her with his lips inches away from hers, and his icy eyes nailed on her like two sharp knives, cutting deep into her soul.

She was totally wrong before when she thought of him as her prey-- THIS, was how you stare at your prey properly.

"You don't want to play with fire...woman!" With a deep frown, Everett squeezed those words out of his clenched teeth, his eyes shaking as if he was suppressing great pain.

His saving her in her last life was still so vivid that Scarlett forgot this man was the fearful devil that no one dares to cross in the city!

Fear grasped Scarlett, but after her miserable last life, nothing scared her more than Wyatt and Laura's dirty hearts now, the least of all the cold face of Everett Dunn.

"You did it last time..." Scarlett murmured in a wronged tone, no longer thinking straight. She just wanted to know what happened to her last time. If it didn't happen this time, would it change everything?

Did the Everett Dunn in her new life hate her?

Or maybe he only saved her in her last life because he felt guilty raping her?!

Her mind a total mush, Scarlett found in desperation that even after living twice, she still understands so little of her life, AND this man.

Before she could drift further in her twirling thoughts, a hard stick pressed her soft abdomen. A slight, surprised gasp escaped Scarlett when she realized what that was. She darted her eyes upwards, seeing a scene she didn't think she ever would in both her lives--

Everett Dunn, the ice man, the sexiest bachelor in the city that all women want a taste of...

Blushed.

She only felt his finger's soft stroke over her lips, but it was now she felt his whole body stiffen like a rock. His throat rolled with a slight shiver, and his breath was messy. In his glaring eyes, Scarlett saw tremendous inhibition indicating obvious lust after her.

Then it hit Scarlett --

He didn't "rape" her last life! He had sex with her, very likely because she begged that out of him last time!

She should have apologized and let her life go a different path. Or just stay mute and let him leave, saving both him and herself a world of pain.

But she didn't do either.

She reached up her swan-like neck and nipped his lips.