MIDNIGHT Bride The CEO's TEMPTATION

Charlotte thought Dylan was the same. So even Dylan took Savannah to the party together last time, she didn't care much.

But now, she was not so confident.

Dylan had spent so much money and heart to please Savannah. In his mind, Savannah was more than his mistress.

Charlotte began to feel panic and fear. After a long time, she adjusted her mood. A clear and confident smile appeared on her lips again.

She couldn't be defeated. She had a good look, rich family background, and she was well educated. She should fight for her happiness, for the man she had wanted for many years.

The unexpected girl beside Dylan roused her spirit and fighting will.

She could not afford to wait. She decided to tell Dylan that she had a crush on him for years, today!

Thinking of this, she took out her phone and dialed the number in her mind. However, an indifferent female voice was heard, "sorry, the subscriber you dialed is power off."

Frowning, Charlotte called Dylan's secretary. She asked for the number from Dylan recently, in case he was not able to answer the phone in a meeting.

As soon as the call came through, she immediately said, "it's Charlotte, Lionel Rowe's sister."

"May I help you, Miss Rowe?" Knowing it was from the sister of Mr. Sterling's important business partner, the secretary asked politely.

"Oh, I've some business to discuss with Mr. Sterling. I called him, but nobody answered. Is he in the office?"

"Mr. Sterling left the company one hour ago." The secretary replied.

"Where did he go?" Charlotte asked innocently.

Actually, the secretary should not disclose her boss's whereabouts, but she thought that Charlotte was also Dylan's friend, so she didn't hesitate, "Bellomont."

"What did he go there for?" Bellomont? Charlotte heard from her brother that it was a leisure industry owned by the Sterling group. The resort was located in a suburb of the city, and it had a nice view.

"Mr. Sterling didn't say, but he drove there alone. I don't think he's on business. He goes there occasionally for relaxation." The secretary replied.

That's a chance. Charlotte was delighted, "okay, I see. Thank you very much."

She hung up and then called the driver, "Bellomont."

***

Bellomont

Garwood stopped the car at the entrance of the resort.

"Here we are, Miss Schultz." He got out of the car and opened the door for her.

Savannah lived in the center of the city and had been used to the hard buildings and heavy traffic. As soon as she climbed out of the car, she was caught by the scenery here.

Bellomont was friendly, remote, and debonair. It lay perfectly in tranquility and elegance, facing a large lake. A few years ago, Dylan bought this land and made it into a private resort. It was not open to the public and only used to entertain his friends or important clients.

A thin, middle-aged man was waiting at the gate.

"Hello, Miss Schultz," he came up to them and said politely to Savannah, "I'm Jack Wang, the manager of Bellomont. Mr. Sterling has been expecting you. Come in with me, please."

Savannah followed Jack in. She walked along the path, enjoying the rich and varied vegetation, the pavilions, balustrades, and rockeries.

Though she didn't have much experience, she could see that Dylan had spent a lot of money on the retort.

Jack led her to a pavilion facing a large beautiful lake, and next to them, there was an elegant white villa. "Miss Schultz, please wait here. Mr. Sterling I'll come at once."

The pavilion was made of marble white as polished jade. It glittered when the sun shined. The water of the lake was deep and crystal-clear, smooth as a mirror. 

The lake, pavilions, rocks, water, flowers, and trees in this place created a poetic mood for everyone who came here.

The resort was almost a royal garden!

Savannah felt the white marble and wooden tables as she walked into the pavilion. She didn't notice the arrival of the royal man.

Standing outside the pavilion, Dylan looked at Savannah with a teasing smile.

She's just a little girl, and she couldn't restrain her curiosity and pleasant.

Unaware of Dylan's intense eyes, Savannah was completely absorbed in the design engraved on the pillar of this pavilion. She was walking backward slowly when she suddenly missed her step and fell back!

Dylan quickly rushed to her and wrapped around her waist, pulling her into his arms.

Savannah was a little dizzy, panting out in his arms. Several seconds later, she pulled herself together and lowered her head.

"You came," she murmured, pressing her hands against his chest.

But the man was as strong and hard as a rock; she could not move him at all.

Taking a deep breath, Savannah looked up and noticed the amusement in his eyes. Her face turned red, and she bit her lip, "let me go."

Dylan smiled meaningfully.

She had been indifferent to him for so long and gave him the cold shoulder every time he came to see her. Now her attitude finally softened and agreed to see him, how could he let her go?

He had never been treated like that by a woman in his life. Only this little woman dared to have a tantrum in front of him.

"You gave yourself to me." He lowered his head and whispered in her ear.

Then one of his hands traveled down her spine to her waist and down to her behind. His hand flexed over her backside and squeezed gently.

Savannah wriggled slightly in his arms, struggling to free herself but failed. Dylan held her against his hips, and she even felt his erection… Well, he had been forced to remain celibate for a long time. She opened her eyes wide and flushed in shame.

Dylan leaned forward, and his lips glided down her throat, kissing, sucking, and nipping to the small dip at the base of her neck. If it were not for her pregnancy, he might have already taken her here.

Worse, she found that her body also missed this man. She flushed scarlet, everywhere, feeling faint. Her heart was beating violently.

Dylan also noticed the reaction of the little woman, his eyes dark with desire.

She wanted him too.