Chapter 386 Both elegant and aloof

Well, when it came to skill, she was no match for him.

Stephan chuckled. “By the way, why did you lie to me back then and say you had a boyfriend?”

Alana shot him a glance. “I’m too embarrassed to even describe what you were like back then.”

Stephan found it amusing. “What was I like?”

“You looked like a total creep.”

Stephan chuckled.

But thinking back, he really had been acting pretty crazy back then. His behavior didn’t even seem like that of a normal person.

But he didn’t regret it.

Luckily, he had thick enough skin to win the beauty’s heart.

Alana seemed to remember something else. Blinking her innocent eyes, she said,

“Besides, I didn’t deceive you from the start. It was your own misunderstanding.”

“So, you’re saying it’s all my fault?”

“What else could it be?”

He snorted lightly, neither confirming nor denying it.

He thought he was pretty impressive himself, imagining a rival who didn’t even exist and letting jealousy eat away at him, both openly and secretly, for so long.

Of course, he also had to blame himself for trusting the woman in front of him too much. She looked like an innocent little bunny with no ulterior motives, but in reality, she was cunning as hell, having been secretly stringing him along for so long.

Oh well, what could he do? He just had a soft spot for her.

Stephan handed her the menu. “Order something. I’ll deal with you later.”

Alana blinked.

What had she done wrong now?!

During the meal, Alana looked up and noticed that the seats where Gary and Laura had been sitting were now empty; she had no idea when they’d left.

Just as she was about to look away, she caught sight of a familiar figure.

She saw Darla, wearing a white dress and draped in a brown fox-fur coat, looking both elegant and aloof.

She never expected to run into Darla while out enjoying the hot springs. She’d run into several acquaintances today.

But in the blink of an eye, Darla was gone.

Stephan noticed her gaze, turned to look, but saw nothing.

He turned back to Alana’s. “What are you looking at?”

Alana didn’t want to bring up Darla, fearing it would spoil their current good mood, so she shook her head.

“Nothing.”

After lunch, the two set off together for the hot spring area.

Alana went to the changing room first to put on the swimsuit she had prepared.

Once changed, she wrapped a bathrobe around herself and stepped out of the changing room.

Stephan was already waiting for her outside. When he saw her come out, he took her hand and led her toward his private hot spring pool.

This private hot spring offered excellent privacy and soundproofing; once inside, they wouldn’t be disturbed by anyone.

After following him inside, Alana realized this private hot spring was much larger than the one they had used last time.

The bathing area was spacious, with several separate tubs.

It was also well-equipped, featuring a massage chair where one could sit for a massage or watch a movie.

There were even some rather risqué adult toys.

Alana blushed, wondering to herself, “Are all private hot spring pools this well-equipped?”

No sooner had the thought crossed her mind than the man suddenly let go of her hand and began to untie the sash of his bathrobe.

He took off his bathrobe and casually tossed it onto the massage chair.

His muscular torso was instantly exposed.

Those firm, powerful pectorals, eight-pack abs, and the faintly visible V-line.

Further down...

He was wearing nothing but a pair of black swim trunks, hugging his tight, firm buttocks and clinging tightly to his muscles.

The fabric of the swim trunks was thin and sheer, offering little coverage; everything that should and shouldn’t be seen was almost... completely exposed.

Alana gasped, her cheeks flushing bright red in an instant.

This, this...

Seeing Alana’s flushed face, Stephan gave a mischievous smile. “What do you think? Do you like these swim trunks?”

Alana’s ears were burning; she averted her gaze, too embarrassed to look.

She finally understood why men liked to watch women wear black stockings.

Now that she was seeing him in these swim trunks, what was the difference between that and a man watching a woman in black stockings?

She never would have imagined that Stephan was such a schemer, throwing such a powerful visual shock at her right off the bat.

In an instant, Alana felt her mouth go dry, and she desperately wanted something to drink to quench her thirst...

Stephan noticed Alana’s flushed face and the distinct sound of her swallowing. She really couldn’t resist temptation; she was already overwhelmed by this much.

How should she proceed from here...

He curved his lips slightly, then reached out and took her soft little hand...

“Be a good girl. Feel the quality of these swim trunks...”

Alana’s fingers trembled, her fingertips burning with heat.

His large hand guided her, leading her to explore him further...

The man gazed at her flushed cheeks, his voice hoarse. “Do you like it?”

Alana bit her lip, her eyelashes trembling with shyness.

The man asked her with great patience, “Well, do you like it?”

Alana’s heart was racing uncontrollably, her breath coming in agonizingly short gasps.

“I... I like it...”

With that flawless face and that stunning figure, there was no way she wouldn’t like it.

Stephan asked deliberately, “What do you like about it?”

Alana blushed. “I like... your swim trunks...”

Stephan raised an eyebrow. “Is it just my swim trunks you like?”

Alana found it hard to say.

Stephan pressed his thin lips against her flushed ear and teased, “Take a closer look. What else do you like?”

“I... I like everything...”

Stephan couldn’t help but laugh. They’d been so open with each other so many times, yet she still acted so bashful and innocent, as if she couldn’t handle a little teasing.

She was so innocent!

The purer she was, the more he wanted to take her hard...

The man curved his lips, his gaze falling on the loose bathrobe draped over her shapely body.

His thin lips brushed against her flushed cheek, the air thick with sensual tension.

“It’s your turn, sweetheart. Let me see what you’re wearing underneath...”

Before Alana could react, the man’s long, slender fingers seized the sash of her bathrobe and gently pulled it open.

He seemed even more eager than she had imagined.

The thin sash cinching her waist was slowly undone, and her slender waist relaxed.

The loose robe fell open on both sides.

Stephan’s gaze drifted downward, instantly taking in the beautiful sight beneath the robe.

The girl wore a pale pink bikini. Her skin was fair and delicate; the pink bikini made her complexion appear even more luminous and translucent, as if she were a newborn baby, so tender it seemed she might squirt water if pinched.

Not to mention her stunning figure... full breasts, a slender waist, and long, straight, fair legs... it was simply impossible to look away.

Stephan feasted his eyes on the sight, his gaze gradually growing intense, dangerous and aggressive, as if he wanted to devour Alana whole.

Seeing the man’s gaze, Alana immediately recalled his fierce demeanor in bed last night, and couldn’t help but feel a little afraid.

She tried to turn and run, but the man’s iron-like hand grabbed her wrist and yanked her back.

Alana suddenly collided with the man’s scorching, muscular chest.

His deep, magnetic voice rumbled down from above her head, seeping into her ears. An excruciating itch, like an electric current, tingled its way into her body.

“What are you running from?”

“Didn’t you and your friend agree to tame me properly?”

Alana’s legs felt a little unsteady, and she couldn’t help but grab the man’s muscular arm with one hand.

Her palm pressed against the muscles of his arm, and she could clearly feel the contours of his muscles, the scorching heat, and the sensual tension.

She lifted her gaze and saw the man’s jet-black eyes, ablaze with heat, swirling like a vortex, so deep she felt she might drown in them.

His powerful arm wrapped around her slender waist, pulling her close against him and preventing her from retreating even an inch.

His sensual, full lips parted. “Baby, please tame me...”