MIDNIGHT Bride The CEO's TEMPTATION

In such a bad mood, he had no appetite to eat.

Savannah looked at Andrew as he left and sighed.

Holding her bag, she made her way back to the dormitory, deliberating whether to talk with Elisa about Andrew.

Elisa obviously had a feeling for Andrew. She must be upset when she saw Andrew come to pick her up today. But Andrew would rather get himself into a temper than make everything clear with Elisa.

Did he realize that he had created a dilemma for her?

Savannah sighed again.

Just then, her cell phone rang.

"Hello?" She answered absently, still thinking about Andrew and Elisa.

"Have you finished your final defense?" At the familiar deep and husky voice, Savannah gave a little pause and pulled herself back.

"None of your business," she grumbled, still a little annoyed when she remembered that he had forcibly kissed her outside the dormitory last night.

Dylan could see from her voice that she was still pissed at him.

"Last night," he whispered, "I was wrong. I didn't hurt you, did I?"

He calmed down and thought for a while after he left her school last night.

He shouldn't have quarreled with her. That man wouldn't be unthankful for their silent treatment.

Savannah was a little surprised to receive his apology, but a greater loss came to her heart.

He would rather lower himself to apologize than express his true feelings to her or say that he really loved her.

She would not be so entangled in an I-love-you confession, but now, he didn't remember her, so his true feeling was very important to her.

"No, thank you, Mr. Sterling, for your concern," she replied coldly.

As expected, she was still mad at him.

"I will come at once," he said, "and take you out to lunch as a token of my apology."

"There's no need to make amends, but I would appreciate it if Mr. Sterling would not break into our school again and again in the middle of the night," answered Savannah, coolly.

He frowned.

"You mean to say that you're going to stay at school? The last defense is over. Shouldn't you go home with me?" There was obvious disapproval in his voice

"You may go home if you are in a hurry. I have something else to do, so I'll go back later, maybe next month." Savannah thought for a moment and said.

How could she leave at ease when Elisa and Andrew were still in this situation? She wanted to wait until the dust settled for them.

"Next month? So long? What the hell is going on? Graduation parties? But you said the graduation party would only take one day." Dylan was obviously unsatisfied with her reply.

"It's not a graduation party. There's something else... Anyway, the riots have stopped in Milan, and public order was restored. If you're busy, just go back. That'd be fine." Savannah could not explain to him what had happened between Andrew and Elisa.

Dylan's face fell. He was sure she was keeping a secret from him.

Did she stay because of her blind date?

His expression became darker and colder.

Savannah couldn't see his expression on the phone, and she thought he gave consent. As she was anxious to talk with Elisa, she hung up without saying anything more and then hurried back to the dormitory.

Back in her dormitory, Savannah opened the door and found it empty.

She turned her head and saw a girl in the next dorm passing by. She grabbed her and asked, "Hey, Nancy, did you see Elisa?"

"Oh, I've just seen her. She went out, saying she was going to the back garden. She seemed to be in a bad mood," said the girl.

Savannah nodded with relief. Elisa would go for a walk in the back garden in the school whenever she didn't do well in the exams, or she was in a bad mood.

She'd liked to find her, but then she changed her mind.

She should leave Elisa alone to let her quieten herself down first.

With that, Savannah went back to her dormitory and began to collect her books, papers, and stationery, and clear the desk.

After that, she felt a little hungry and remembered she had not had a meal yet.

She was about to get something to eat in the canteen when she heard footsteps outside.

Thinking that Elisa had come back, she was delighted and went to open the door.

"Elisa --"

Immediately she froze, wide-eyed.

It wasn't Elisa, it was Dylan.

It seemed that Dylan rushed over to her school just after the call.

He scowled at her. His jaw was clenched, and his eyes were tight and cool.

"Mr. S --" Before she could utter a complete sentence, he had burst in and closed the dormitory door and locked it, and then he picked her up and threw her on her single bed!

Although the bed was covered with a soft mattress, and it didn't hurt, his sudden move and the anger in his countenance still scared her!

"Dylan, what are you trying to do --" she struggled to get up, but he climbed on her bed immediately. He caught her wrists and bound them together with his tie, knotting it firmly. His eyes were blazed with wild anger. He raised her hands above her head and pinned her down.

"You guessed what I want, didn't you?" He whispered against her neck, "Fuck you! It would be the best reason for you to marry me when we back home,"

"Are you crazy? Get out of here --" Savannah blushed and would have jumped up to bite him had it not been for the great disparity between their strength.

She knew why he lost his temper.

It must be their last call. She said she wanted to stay, which annoyed him.

Perhaps he guessed that she was lingering in Italy for the sake of another man?

But she didn't want to explain.

And there was no chance to explain.

He was already heated by the fire of jealousy and controlled by rage. He tied the other end of the tie to one of the spokes of her iron headboard. He removed her shoes and peeled off her shirt and pants, and then his fingers slipped into her panties.

She blushed and exclaimed, "asshole!"

"I'll show you something worse later..." He smiled evilly.

With one finger, he pulled down her bra cups in turn, her breasts pushed up, exposed, and vulnerable. Leaning down, he kissed and tugged at each of her nipples in turn with cool, cold lips.

At the same time, he pushed one finger inside her slowly.

She groaned uncontrollably as her body reacted beneath his expert fingers. They moved rhythmically inside her, his thumb circling and pressing.

"Dylan, you pervert! It's a crime..." Holding back the strong reaction he aroused in her, she stared at him, biting her lip.