บททั้งหมดของ The Wrong Night with Mr. Right: บทที่ 11 - บทที่ 20

As promised, twenty minutes later, Alessia trudged through the door, her weary body longing for the comfort of her two-bedroom apartment on the ninth floor.Fatigue weighed her down, yet she summoned the last reserves of energy to announce her return.‘I’m back,’ she called out.From the cramped living room, both Milo and Veronica rose from the worn-out sofa, their attention immediately drawn to Alessia’s presence.Veronica, with her characteristic sweet smile, welcomed Alessia, her genuine affection radiating like a warm embrace.Milo, on the other hand, wore his usual inscrutable poker face, his grey-blue eyes mirroring the enigmatic allure of someone Alessia couldn’t ignore.As Alessia caught sight of her son’s striking resemblance to Logan Wilde, her mind wandered into a realm of contemplation.Milo and Logan shared an undeniable connection, one that went beyond mere physical appearance; even their personalities mirrored each other.Milo preferred spending his time in the company

Her hand now captive in his, Alessia’s heart pounded wildly in her chest.Panic-stricken, she blurted, ‘I’ll do it myself.’With a gentle tone, Logan countered, ‘You can’t see your own face.’Alessia found herself at a loss, unsure of how to proceed.Confusion clouded her thoughts, and she desperately sought to regain control of the situation.‘Don’t move,’ Logan commanded, releasing her hand momentarily before resuming his touch on her face.His fingers travelled to the corner of her mouth.A wave of anxiety washed over Alessia, her body trembling with unease.‘M-Mr Wilde…’ she stammered.Logan’s frown deepened, clearly displeased with her interruption.Alessia took a moment to collect herself. ‘Mr Wilde, thank you for the ointment. Could we just get to the point? Just tell me what you want from me.’His finger brushed against her lips, freezing in place, suspended in the charged atmosphere.The temperature inside the car soared rapidly, intensifying the moment.Nervousness gripped A

Logan’s smile grew gentler as he whispered, ‘That’s good. You have three minutes. Otherwise, I’ll be more than willing to assist you.’With that, he released his grip on her, opened the door, and exited the room, leaving Alessia to her own devices.Once Logan left the room, he leaned against the wall, his hand pressed against his bulging desire.He closed his eyes, furrowing his brows in distress.It was perplexing.Even doctors couldn’t explain what was wrong with him.He hadn’t been able to be intimate with women for almost six years.But this woman on the other side of the door had the power to stir his desires, igniting a flame that defied all reason.She didn’t even have to do anything; just a look, a single word, or even her very presence was enough to drive him mad.Logan’s distress painted his face, a mix of confusion and longing.Meanwhile, inside the changing room, Alessia contemplated the three minutes Logan had granted her.Hastily, she opened the wardrobe, revealing a col

Lara curled her lips into a suggestive smile. ‘But I guess every cloud has a silver lining, huh? Now that you’ve become good friends with Mr Wilde, you’ll have a solid foothold in our company.’The way she emphasised the words ‘good friends’ left Alessia in no doubt about what kind of relationship Lara thought she had with Logan.She choked on the water she had been drinking, coughing uncontrollably.Lara asked, ‘Are you okay? Sorry about that.’Alessia finally managed to catch her breath. ‘It’s fine. I just choked.’Unfazed, Lara continued with her inquiry, curiosity burning in her eyes. ‘So, Alessia, where did you go with Mr Wilde today?’‘It’s a house somewhere on the outskirts of the city, I guess,’ Alessia said, eager to end the conversation.‘And what did you do?’ Lara prodded, undeterred by Alessia’s lack of enthusiasm.Alessia hadn’t expected Lara to be so nosy.‘We had a brief chat. I apologised sincerely, and that was that.’Lara was clearly unconvinced, her gaze fixed on Al

Alessia took a deep breath and reluctantly acquiesced. ‘Fine, I’ll go with you.’Soon, they arrived at the waiting van, where one of the bodyguards pulled open the sliding door.Sitting in the middle of the back row, radiating an air of arrogance, was Olivia Anderson.Her disdainful gaze locked onto Alessia, and she greeted her with a sardonic smile. ‘Miss Jansen, we meet again.’The actress leaned back against the headrest, her visage adorned with intricate makeup that accentuated her elegance.Alessia observed her carefully, knowing all too well that the recent scandal had only bolstered Olivia’s position in the industry.Misunderstood as Logan Wilde’s secret lover, Olivia had effortlessly cemented her place in the show business world, reaping the benefits of her association with the young and successful entrepreneur.Alessia maintained a composed exterior, neither humble nor pushy, as she prepared herself for the impending confrontation. ‘Miss Anderson, what can I do for you?’‘Com