Summer Sutton looked at him, feeling slightly stirred inside, "Thank you for today!"
Adrian Walyon turned his head and gave her a sidelong glance, his gaze deep.
He didn’t say anything, he just gestured towards his collar.
Summer Sutton understood his meaning, and with a playful grin, she ran over and helped him take off his coat.
"What would you like to eat tonight? I’ll cook for you," she asked while lowering her head, busying with the task.
At this moment, Summer was purely wanting to thank him. Adrian watched her for a while before grabbing her wrist.
He pulled her closer to him, leaning down, his starry eyes fixed on hers, their faces very close.
His gaze slowly swept over her eyebrows and eyes; he softly uttered two words, "Eat you!"
Summer Sutton was stunned, her cheeks suddenly turned red.
She felt extremely awkward, her gaze naturally avoiding his, she reminded, "It’s still early."
Adrian didn’t care much; one hand supported the back of her head, compelling her face to rise, he leaned down and fiercely captured her lips. Thɪs chapter is updated by novel·fire.net
While kissing her, he pushed her onto the sofa behind.
They both fell heavily onto the sofa together, he quickly started grabbing at her clothes.
When Adrian wanted something, he wouldn’t stop until he accomplished his goal.
Summer Sutton knew his temperament, she didn’t resist or refuse him.
She was mentally prepared to be tossed around by him for a few hours, but unexpectedly, the doorbell suddenly rang.
Summer Sutton looked towards the direction of the door, mischievously almost jumping up in glee.
"Someone’s here!" She tapped his firm arm, reminding him.
Adrian propped himself above her, his expression very unhappy.
His body stiffened, he made no move.
"Aren’t you going to see who it is?" Summer Sutton cautiously glanced at him.
Adrian irritably tugged at his tie, helped her sort out her messy clothes again, grabbed his coat to wrap tightly around her, covering her before he went to the intercom.
The figure outside was small, short; if you didn’t stand farther back, you wouldn’t even see his presence.
Adrian’s face, which was already displeased, darkened further when he caught sight of the person’s face outside.
Ignoring it, he turned back to Summer Sutton.
"Who is it? Why don’t you open the door?" Summer Sutton was puzzled.
Standing up, wanting to take a look, Adrian picked her up, making her sit on his lap.
"Don’t bother." He lowered his face, intending to continue kissing her, but was avoided by Summer Sutton.
"Is it Sophie?" She tried asking, blocking his mouth with her hand.
Adrian kept a cold face, not speaking.
A single expression, Summer Sutton knew she guessed right.
She rolled her eyes at Adrian, feeling particularly speechless.
"Sophie is really cute!" She slipped out from under him and dashed towards the door.
Adrian has never liked anyone visiting Sutton Gardens, for fear of situations like today’s good moment being interrupted.
Today’s door was still locked by him.
Summer Sutton hurried out, opened the door, but Sophie Walyon didn’t rush inside.
He looked her up and down with an interrogative expression, "Took you long enough to open the door, you were up to no good, weren’t you?"
Summer Sutton was taken aback; he managed to guess that?
She neither confirmed nor denied it, "Hurry and come in!"
She pulled him inside, guiding him into the room.