The morning sun shone on the greenery by the windowpane, droplets that had formed overnight trickling down plant veins like tiny pearls in the dewy glow.
On the inviting bed in the room, a young woman lay, clothed in a cotton-white nightgown. She looked sublimely elegant in her innocent sleep, her being one with the morning sunlight streaming through the window. Her glossy dark hair cascaded over the bed, partially shrouding a face that rivalled the whiteness of snow.
Not overly glamorous, yet excessively charming.
Baron Lawrence motioned for the others to leave, then stood by the bedside, watching the woman sleep with a complex expression.
Suddenly, he ripped off the blanket.
Enna Clark, feeling a sudden chill, instinctively opened her eyes, only to find a handsome face looming over her.
Ignoring his terrible temper for a moment, the man had an undoubtedly good-looking face. It was the kind that seemed to aggressively attract women, radiating a deadly allure!
However, anyone who woke up to such a handsome man in their bedroom first thing in the morning would not feel admiration. Instead, they would feel stark terror!
A second later, Enna Clark sat upright.
"How did you get in here?"
If he had forced his way in, she would surely have heard the commotion.
With her thoughts in disarray, Enna furrowed her brows subconsciously, discreetly wrapping herself with the blanket at her side, trying to appear calm. "Is there something you need from me this early, Young Master Baron?"
She noted her defensive movements, and his deep midnight-hued eyes narrowed. He grasped her jaw without mercy and leaned closer.
"Enna Clark, what are you playing at?"
"...What am I playing at?"
Seeing her still feigning innocent surprise, her clear eyes intently fixed on his, a fierce reaction surged within him. Lawrence closed his fingers, seemingly annoyed with his own response, and smirked coldly, "You woke up before I even entered, didn't you? But since you saw it was me, you decided to feign sleep and try to seduce me."
Enna's eyes widened in disbelief...
She attempted to seduce him?
Suppressing her irritation, she patiently explained, "That's not true. I was so tired yesterday. I had a deep sleep. I just woke up."
Ignoring her words, Baron Lawrence interrogated her bluntly, "Tired? If I recall correctly, you were brought home by your 'boyfriend' yesterday. So, did he keep you up late, wearing you out?"
His sarcasm was biting!
Enna bore his rudeness, managing a forced smile, "That seems unrelated to you, Young Master Baron."
"Did he or didn't he?"
Domineering, allowing no room for resistance!
The pain in her jaw and the disquieting surroundings made Enna realize she had to yield to this man. She had no other recourse.
After preparing herself, she looked at him straight in the eye, replying calmly, "Yes."
Baron Lawrence observed her silently for a few moments. Suddenly he released her, only to close in on her once again, "Enna Clark, I should have known better than to expect the truth from a woman like you."
He had monitored her, and it was a woman who had brought her home last night!
Nonetheless, she dared to assert right to his face that it was her boyfriend! Did she think him a fool?
"...What are you doing? Get off!" Being invaded by a man early in the morning and pinned beneath him in her own home was every woman's nightmare. As she desperately pushed him off, there was panic in her voice, "Baron Lawrence, you better believe I'll call the police! That's harassment!"