Watching his satisfied expression and listening to his praise, Serena Sterling felt her cheeks inexplicably burning. He’d been acting weird since yesterday. Could it be he had already forgiven her?
Serena reached out her small hand to press against Hayden Crawford’s strong chest, "Hayden, let go first. Melody Ashworth will be out in a moment."
She was bashful, dodging, and weaving, in his embrace, both welcoming and resisting. Nate’s eyes deepened as he lowered his head, aiming to kiss her red lips.
Serena dodged everywhere in fright, "Hayden, I have lipstick on my mouth... mmm!"
Nate had already captured her lips.
This time, he consumed all the lipstick on her lips.
"Isn’t the lipstick on a woman’s lips meant to be eaten by a man?" he asked in a raspy voice.
When Melody Ashworth came out, she saw this scene—a tall and upright Nate holding the shy Serena in his arms, kissing her. She immediately fumed, "Handmaiden, Nate, what are you two doing?" Thɪs chapter is updatᴇd by novel⸺fire.net
Serena pushed Nate away immediately.
This time Nate didn’t force her and just let her go smoothly.
Melody was furious again. She thought after marrying Hayden Crawford, Serena would be in tears, making a fuss, and looking miserable. But who knew Serena had such charm, finding joy so quickly.
Melody also sharply noticed the lipstick, presumably a gift from Nate to Serena.
They say when a man gives a woman lipstick, it means he wants... a kiss.
Nate was just a subordinate, likely without much money. The lipstick probably cost him quite a bit of his salary.
"Well, you two, a subordinate and a handmaiden, dare get close in broad daylight behind your master’s back. Do you not know the meaning of propriety and decency?"
Serena’s face was bright red, but she didn’t look at Melody; instead, she glanced at Nate beside her, "Look, she’s scolding you."
After speaking, she left.
Serena just walked away like that.
Melody prepared to chase after her, but then she felt a chilling gaze fall upon her. Looking up, she saw Nate with one hand in his pocket, those deep, narrow eyes quietly watching her.
His gaze was calm and steady, but within lay two small abysses, making her feel that a mere look would draw her soul in, perilously.
Melody felt a shiver run up her spine and dared not move.
At this, Nate retracted his gaze lightly and was about to leave.
Melody didn’t know what was wrong with her, being frightened by a lowly subordinate. Now she looked at Nate with resentment; this Nate was so indifferent and cold to her but passionate as fire towards Serena.
How was she any less than Serena?
Just a subordinate; if she put her pride aside, she didn’t believe she couldn’t win him over!
Melody quickly stepped forward, raising her hand to her forehead, pretending to be unwell, "Oh, my head feels so dizzy, Nate, help me quickly."
Melody’s body directly slanted toward Nate’s embrace.
With beauty falling into his arms, she initiated the embrace. Surely Nate wouldn’t resist?
Melody, while pretending to fall, curled her lips in a smile, thinking that Nate, with a body like an international supermodel, must be rather comfortable to lean into, hehe~
Melody waited for Nate to catch her, but soon, with a "thud," she got a close encounter with the ground.
She fell directly onto the ground.
A sharp pain struck fiercely, bringing tears to her eyes, leaving her utterly embarrassed.
Melody looked up at Nate; when she had fallen, Nate had stepped aside so she didn’t even touch a corner of his clothes.
Melody felt she had fallen from heaven to hell, looking at Nate with embarrassment and anger, "Nate, you!"
Nate glanced down at her and then turned to leave.
Melody was so angry she almost spat blood, finding this Nate to be incredibly arrogant.
A mere subordinate, yet his attitude was loftier than the master’s!
Leaving the Liu Su Pavilion, Hayden and Melody sat in a luxury car and drove off, while Serena and Nate sat in the car behind.
Nate lowered his eyes, focused on the file in his hand, while Serena, feeling bored and having not slept well the previous night, closed her eyes and fell asleep.
Nate looked up to find her little head nodding off like a pecking chick.
At that moment, the luxury car swerved tightly on a curve, and her delicate body, due to inertia, leaned directly against him.
Nate quickly discarded the file, opened his arms, and caught her falling body.
Unlike the artificial fragrance from Melody, Serena’s body emitted a clean and sweet maiden scent.
Her body was soft, almost bonelessly so, and Nate embraced her, seating her beside him.
Serena didn’t wake at all; her rosy lips parted as she murmured something before drifting back into sleep.
Nate picked up the file, gazing downward.
At this point, his broad shoulder softened as her small head leaned upon it.
Her breath, sweet and fragrant, puffed against his neck.
The words on the file faded from his view, her lingering scent engulfing his nostrils, so Nate simply put down the file.
He looked down at the small face resting on his shoulder.
Her long, delicate lashes lay quietly like little fans, her rosy mouth slightly ajar, revealing her pearly teeth.
The memories of last night slowly resurfaced, igniting the blood within him with a "whoosh."
The world wasn’t short of women, but he favored only her.
Nate lowered his head, gently capturing her rosy lips.
She dreamt she was eating cotton candy, sweet and soft, delicious and delightful.
She greedily extended her little tongue to lick it.
Nate gasped, and what started as a light peck, she suddenly engaged in actively.
She ran her tongue over his sexy, full lips as if nibbling her favorite cotton candy.
They had known each other for a long time, and when it came to kissing, she was always passive, but this time she took the initiative for the first time.
The file on his lap fell onto the carpet as Nate held her small face in his large hand, gently responding to her.
He kissed her with great tenderness.
At the front, Corvus was driving. Through the rearview mirror, he caught sight of the classified documents lying discarded on the carpet and his master cradling the sleeping Serena, locked in a kiss.
Corvus instantly flicked his gaze back, not daring to look anymore.
When Serena got out of the car, she stretched, thinking she had slept wonderfully, yet her small mouth was swollen and numb.
"Eh, was my mouth stung by a bee?" Serena muttered to herself in confusion.
Corvus’ eyes darted away. How could he tell Serena it wasn’t a bee sting but... her master stealing a kiss?