Alaric Faulkner drove all the way to a private restaurant before stopping.
He opened the car door and walked over to the passenger side, intending to open the door for Eleanor Sterling.
But Eleanor noticed his intention and got out of the car before he could.
From the back, Faye Sterling squeezed herself out with difficulty.
The space in the back seat was so small, and with all the bumps along the way, her whole body ached.
"Alaric, I’m in so much pain." Faye looked like she was about to cry, tears in the eyes of a beauty.
Eleanor glanced at her, already convinced that Alaric had invited her on purpose.
Otherwise, how could he bear to let Faye be crammed in the back?
"President Faulkner, your woman is crying out in pain, aren’t you going to show some concern?"
Alaric furrowed his brows and gave Faye a glance, "Can’t handle a little pain?"
Faye immediately held back her tears, not daring to say anything more. After all her hard work to win Alaric back, she couldn’t risk making him angry again.
What if he suddenly ignored her again like before?
The three of them entered the restaurant together.
Eleanor played her role of just accompanying the two for a meal to perfection, staying silent and simply eating.
Only Faye kept talking to Alaric, but unfortunately, he didn’t listen to two of her three sentences.
In the end, Faye had no choice but to close her mouth, feeling aggrieved.
During the meal, Eleanor stood up, "I’m going to the restroom."
After using the restroom, washing her hands, and touching up her makeup, Eleanor was on her way back to the private room, but to her surprise, she was pulled into one as she passed by.
Her eyes turned cold in an instant.
The light was dim, her chin was lifted, and a heavy kiss came, instantly filling her nostrils with a familiar scent.
It was Alaric Faulkner.
Eleanor didn’t have time to speak before her lips were bitten and sucked. She could only sigh helplessly.
When the man had almost vented, Eleanor pushed him away, "President Faulkner, how can you be in heat anytime and anywhere?"
He even waited here to pull her in for a wild kiss.
Upon hearing this, Alaric grasped her by the back of her head again, pressing down for another kiss.
Eleanor felt as if she was about to meld into his body entirely.
Knowing that her actions the other day had certainly hit his anger point, Eleanor didn’t resist but let him ravage her, venting his fury.
Perceiving Eleanor’s obedience, Alaric’s actions softened significantly, gradually becoming tender and lingering.
Moments later, Alaric released her, his deep gaze falling on Eleanor’s lips, swollen from his kisses, holding a restrained emotion in his eyes.
Facing his gaze, Eleanor felt an overwhelming wave of emotions surging within her, crashing over her like a tide.
In a hoarse voice, Alaric said, "Eleanor, do you find sneaking around exciting?"
What kind of logic is that?
She thought that after what happened that day, Alaric would have given up, but he seemed as resilient as ever, like an unbreakable cockroach.
Eleanor composed herself, her expression turning cold.
She tried her best to appear distant and aloof, her voice icy, "President Faulkner, I thought I made it clear the other day, there’s nothing between us, I... uh!"
Before Eleanor could finish speaking, Alaric silenced her with another kiss.
Once she quieted down, Alaric pulled back.
"Little liar, your mouth isn’t honest. I don’t want to hear it. I want to listen here..."
With that, he reached out and tapped lightly on her chest twice.
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It wasn’t much of a touch, but it sent a current flowing through Eleanor’s limbs, with an electric shock stimulating her chest cavity.