Oh my God, how did a week pass by so quickly?
She wasn’t ready at all.
"No more excuses." The man forcefully and domineeringly interrupted her, his eyes fixated on her like prey that was within his reach. "I don’t want to hear it. I’ve waited a whole week, and I don’t want to wait any longer."
"Ashton Heath, I..." Joanna Lawrence panicked.
Yet, the man’s burning eyes showed no intention of backing down, uttering each word with determination, "Baby, whether you like it or not, tonight, I’ll make you the true young lady of the Heath family."
Ever since Ashton Heath spoke those words, "Tonight, I’ll make you the true young lady of the Heath family," Joanna’s mind was in turmoil, unable to calm down for a long time.
From the man’s burning and unwavering gaze, she realized clearly that she couldn’t escape tonight.
His determination to possess her was firm and unwavering.
"Mr. Ashton, Ms. Joanna."
After getting out of the car, Ashton Heath embraced her and walked into the villa.
Mr. Rowan and a group of maids were waiting in the living room, and they promptly bowed and greeted as the couple walked in.
Standing behind him, the maids also respectfully greeted: "Mr. Ashton, Ms. Joanna."
Ashton Heath nodded, and with his arm around Joanna, they headed upstairs.
Joanna stood at the door, her heart beating rapidly, her fists clenched nervously, and her breathing seemed more rapid.
Ashton Heath felt the young girl beside him stiffen, and he raised an eyebrow, glancing down at her, a hint of amusement and teasing in his eyes.
He reached out to push the door open, leading her into the room with his arm around her.
His other hand reached for the buttons on his shirt while saying, "Baby, go take a shower first."
Upon hearing his words, the girl beside him stopped in her tracks.
Her body instantly stiffened.
"Shower, shower...shower?" Joanna was so frightened that her heart nearly stopped, her eyes wide and her mouth agape, tongue-tied. "Why, why do I need to shower now?"
He couldn’t be thinking about doing it as soon as they got back, could he?
It wasn’t even 9 o’clock at night...
It was too early, wasn’t it?
Could he be...that impatient?
When the words "impatient" appeared in Joanna’s mind, her face abruptly flushed, staining her pale cheeks with a tinge of pink.
Associating Ashton Heath’s cold and abstinent appearance with the word "impatient" suddenly made her feel incredibly embarrassed.
Ashton Heath stopped along with her, staring at her with his deep eyes and smiling but not quite smiling, "Hmm, is there a problem?"
Of course, there was a problem!
The heat spread across her face, and her heart pounded wildly. With an anxious swallow, she forced a stiff smile from the corner of her lips, "I think it’s too early right now, there’s no need...to shower so early."
"Early?" Ashton Heath raised an eyebrow, undoing another button while continuing to work on the second one.
He leaned down, his elegant and handsome face suddenly magnifying in Joanna’s eyes, his sexy thin lips slightly upturned, whispering seductively, "Baby, every moment of a spring night is worth a thousand gold. I can’t wait one more second."
"To me, it’s not early at all."
As the man spoke, his breath fell gently on her forehead.