MIDNIGHT Bride The CEO's TEMPTATION

Alexander simply wore a towel around his waist.

His hair was still wet. Drops of water fell from the ends of his hair and rolled down his chest.

She swallowed subconsciously. He had a nice shape... with a perfect six-pack...

She couldn't see him clearly from the balcony, but he was now a walking hormone!

Uh-oh, oh no. Heather felt something was wrong as her act seemed to be strange again!

"Don't look at me that way, Heather," Alexander said with a gloomy face.

He had taken a long cold shower, and it had taken him a long time to suppress the flame in him, but when he saw Heather's burning eyes, it seemed his newly built defenses were about to collapse again.

Realizing what she was doing, she shyly put her hands over her face. "Who, who told you not to wear clothes?"

"My clothes got wet by accident. I couldn't wear them. Besides, there are not any of my clothes here, so I have to do that," he said. "Can I fetch some of my clothes and leave them here?"

She froze. Not right. If Alexander put his clothes in her house, what would their relationship become? Cohabitants? The point wasn't that there weren't his clothes here!

"Don't change the topic!" Heather gnashed her teeth. "This is my house! What are you doing here?"

Although she had had a good date the night before, she clearly remembered that she hadn't asked Alexander to stay overnight! If it weren't for his sudden appearance, she would not have thought she was dreaming, and she wouldn't have even done such a shameful thing!

"I came to make you breakfast," he replied, taking it for granted, "and wake you up in passing."

She freaked out. "Who asked you to make me breakfast?"

"You."

"..." she felt a little sad in her heart. It seemed true. But it was her joke yesterday. She didn't expect Alexander to take it seriously. He was president of H & C INC. but actually came to make her breakfast so early.

"I'll ask the servant to bring my clothes," he said, taking his eyes off her as he strode toward the gate. "You wash up first, and then come downstairs for breakfast."

He was afraid he would lose control and do something indescribable to her. Heather had just got to know him, and he didn't want to scare her.

"Wait!" Heather jumped out of bed and hugged him from behind. "You mustn't go!"

He wasn't wearing anything right now. What would his servants think if he went out to fetch his clothes like that? He came to her alone, but he suddenly walked out naked. The servants would misunderstand! No, no! She must not let him go!

Her soft body was pressed tightly against his back, and the anger that he had just suppressed surged once again!

"Heather Denmark! Let go!" He gnashed his teeth. The girl was playing with him on purpose!

"No!" she said obstinately.

"You... Fine!" He turned around sharply and kissed her lips hard..

"... Hmm!" She opened her eyes wide. Then she realized what a silly thing she had just done!

Subconsciously, she tried to shake off his grip, but his kiss became more intense. It seemed she had difficulty in breathing, and she felt her body was soft, so she had to lean weakly against his chest.

She... seemed to have sexual arousal, too.

Initially, her eyes, which had just been a little resistant, now glinted and looked extraordinarily attractive.

Alexander took a deep breath, picked her up, and laid her directly on the bed.

Feeling his body come down and press against hers, she was a little panicky in the heart somehow, but she did not resist.

For some reason, she felt that Alexander would never hurt her. So, whatever he did to her, she didn't fight back.

Suddenly, a shrill phone ring sounded.

Heather felt like someone had poured cold water on her, and she instantly woke up.

Good heavens! What was she doing? Why did she seem so ready to accept Alexander even though he hadn't yet done anything to her?

"Ah!!" she screamed in shame and fear.

"You get up, get up!"

Blushing, she pushed him in the chest. He was caught off guard and pushed aside.

"Heather Denmark!" He looked at her angrily and helplessly. Was the little girl tormenting him on purpose? Seduced by her like that, he almost exploded, but she actually stopped him at this time!

"That, that...." She hastily adjusted her clothes. Then, finally, she remembered what she had wanted to say at long last. "I mean... I'll fetch your clothes!"

With that, she grabbed the phone and ran toward the door!

Looking at the door she had slammed, he wore a face with slightly unbearable pain. The little girl could really torment him!

The next moment, he had to approach the bathroom again.

Heather took a few deep breaths to slow her heartbeat and then answered the phone.

"Heather, bad news!" on the other end of the phone, her roommate Leila yelled in a worried voice. "Have you read the school forum?"

"Not yet. What's the matter?" Heather asked in surprise.

"Someone posted that you were a mistress kept by a man!" Leila said crossly.

Heather instantly stood still and looked puzzled. "Who's so bored?"

"I don't know, an anonymous account," Leila said, puzzled. "Anyway, that's strange. Who the hell is giving you a hard time? You're usually a very popular person, and you don't have any conflicts with anyone..."

"I'll go to read the post," Heather said calmly.

"Aren't you angry, Heather?" Leila asked in surprise.

"Why should I be angry?" Heather laughed and said, "It's a rumor. It's not true." 

"But..." Leila hesitated. That post was now the hottest on the forum.

"I'm busy now. I'll call you back later."

Heather hung up the phone. She opened the door and saw Alexander's male servant standing outside with Alexander's clothes.

Heather hurried to take the clothes. Although the servant kept smiling professionally, why did she think it was a mocking smile?

Heather dared not think much. she quickly closed the door and went upstairs with the clothes.

Back in the bedroom, Alexander was actually taking a shower again. She froze for a moment before she suddenly understood the reason.

Her mouth tilted upwards slightly at the corners, and she was a little moved. Alexander was really reassuring and reliable. If it were other men just now, they would have never stopped just now. However, because she was unwilling, Alexander directly let her go.

"I put your clothes on the bed," she said, smiling at the bathroom. "Put them on when you're done."