เข้าสู่ระบบNathan refused immediately. "No, I'm good."But Abbott had already called the bar owner over. He waved his hand and said, "Bring out your star girl. And she has to be pretty and fresh. If she's not, don't bother."The bar owner chuckled. "We just hired a new girl today. Her name's Lottie. She's never even dated anyone before. She's gorgeous and fresh, definitely what you're looking for. I'll go get her."Soon enough, Lottie Ruell appeared in front of them.Abbott looked her over and nodded with satisfaction. "Mr. Lowe, take a look. This girl's really pretty and really innocent-looking. Lottie, go keep Mr. Lowe company."The moment Lottie spotted Nathan, her eyes locked onto him. A powerful, influential man who was young and striking stood out easily among a crowd of older executives.Nathan sat in the central seat of the dark red sofa, dressed in a black suit that made him look even more reserved and mysterious.Lottie took a seat beside him. "Hello, Mr. Lowe."Nathan's hands
Nathan's lips brushed along Ivy's neck, trailing soft, scattered kisses.He really did seem a little addicted to her.This kind of thing was dangerous. Once you touched it, it was hard to stop.Ivy could already feel his growing desire. Their bodies were pressed together, and when she shifted slightly, she whispered, "What are you doing?"Nathan said, "What do you think I'm doing?"He caught her chin with his fingers and leaned in to kiss her.But before he reached her, Ivy lifted a hand and blocked his mouth. "No."Nathan froze. "Why not?"Ivy said, "It's daytime. And your assistant is right outside!"She pushed him away and hurried into the bedroom. "I'm going to be late. I have to go."Nathan watched her rush around, completely speechless.The daytime her and the nighttime her were two totally different people.During the day, she was back to being cool, calm, and distant, as if she barely knew him.But at night, she clung to him and told him she had feelings for him. S
Nathan looked at her seriously. "I don't have any protection here."Ivy paused. So he finally remembered there were no condoms in the house.Not that she needed any. She was aiming to get pregnant, anyway.Ivy wrapped her arms around him. "It's fine."Nathan pushed her back a little. "No. You could get pregnant."Ivy tilted her face up. "You don't like kids?"Nathan's brow twitched. "Not really. And I'm definitely not ready to be a dad.""What if I did get pregnant?" Ivy whispered."Which is why we need to be careful," Nathan replied instantly.Ivy understood. He didn't want her pregnant.Which meant if she did get pregnant, she needed to hide it from him, at least for now.She didn't care. Once he got her pregnant, the rest wouldn't matter.Ivy said calmly, "I won't get pregnant. I'm in my safe window."Nathan hesitated. "Are you sure?"Of course not. She was lying straight to his face.Ivy looked at him with absolute sincerity. "Of course. I don't want to get pregnant,
Nathan paused.His eyes were burning with desire. He was a perfectly normal man, and there was no way he could hold himself together when Ivy teased him like this.Nathan pulled Ivy into his arms. Her legs curled naturally around his solid waist as he carried her straight into the shower.He turned on the water. Warm spray poured down from above, soaking both of them instantly. Ivy lifted her hands to take off his shirt.Nathan kissed her. "What exactly are we now?"Ivy replied, "We're married. Aren't we husband and wife?"Nathan stared at her. "You know that's not what I'm asking."Their marriage was a business alliance, a union without feelings. But now, they had accidentally ended up in bed together. Once could be ignored, but this time… It felt like both of them were planning to keep this going.Ivy was too anxious for this. To her, Nathan talked way too much. She liked men who acted more and talked less."Don't overthink it. We can be a couple who barely interacts outsi
Nathan braced one hand on the mattress. Because Ivy suddenly pulled him down, his handsome face lowered right to hers, close enough that their breaths mingled.He caught the soft scent on her skin. Not perfume, but that clean, warm scent right after a shower.Nathan steadied himself and looked at her. "What are you doing?"Ivy was still half-asleep, her eyes hazy. "Nothing. Just thanking you for carrying me to bed."Was she seriously thanking him by hugging him so suggestively?Nathan's lips curved. "That's a pretty unique way of saying thank you. But I got it. Can you let go now?"Still, Ivy didn't let go. She didn't want to miss this chance, so she lifted her head and gently pressed a kiss to his lips.Nathan froze.Ivy pulled back almost immediately and looked at him.Nathan frowned slightly. "And what was that?"Ivy kept her arms wrapped around his neck. "What do you think?"Nathan flicked a glance at her flushed lips. "You want more tonight?"Ivy countered softly, "Don
Wanda's stomach fell. She had to make sure Nathan drank this tea."But I've already made the tea. It'd be a waste not to drink it. You can skip it tomorrow, but just drink it tonight," she said.Nathan glanced at her. "Isn't this tea supposed to help you relax and sleep? You drink it, then."Wanda froze. That wasn't the point at all!She regained her composure. "No, I still think you should drink it. It'll help you rest earlier."Nathan's fingers paused over the keyboard. He looked at the cup in her hands. "Why are you so desperate for me to drink this tea?"Wanda stiffened. "Well, because I worry about your health! But if you don't want it, then I'll drink it."Afraid he would start getting suspicious, Wanda hurried out with the tea.Once outside, she knew she had to report this to Ivy immediately. She rushed to the bedroom and knocked. "Mrs. Lowe?"Ivy opened the door. "Hey, Wanda."Wanda whispered nervously, "I've got bad news. Mr. Lowe didn't want to drink the tea."







