Midnight Bride The CEO’s Temptation

Quite a few people scolded her, saying she was a womanizer who only focused on her own pleasure and destroyed the other party's chastity but didn't want to be responsible.

Heather was in a worse mood. She was a woman, okay?!

But if the genders were reversed, what she had done seemed really lame... She shouldn't think her behavior was right just because she was a woman...

Heather scratched her hair in pain. Ah!!! What should she do?

A doorbell rang. She looked up blankly. Nobody knew she was here. So who came looking for her?

She came to the door with a puzzled face.

She opened the door and saw Alexander standing outside, dressed in casual clothes.

She was instantly shocked.

What? Did he come directly to her house?

The next moment, she was so frightened that she tried to close the door.

The door was about to close when he put his long arm against it.

"You, you, you…." She felt even more embarrassed. She pulled the door harder but couldn't move it.

"Are you hungry?" His other hand lifted a hamper in his hand as he said. "I brought breakfast."

She swallowed saliva. She had been seduced by the aroma coming from Alexander's house, and when she learned that he had brought breakfast, her stomach began to rumble.

Then...

Heather thought she must be mentally retarded. Otherwise, why did she open the door and let him in?

Sitting on the sofa in the living room, Heather stole a glance at Alexander.

He took some dinnerware from the kitchen, stood at the table, and set the table with the breakfast he had brought. He had a nice shape... he was dressed in casual clothes, but he looked quite sedate and elegant.

But... Heather's mind was filled with images where Alexander didn't wear his shirt.

Moreover, she suddenly found that Alexander had taken off his shirt and was seducing her with his well-built body...

She rubbed her eyes in a hurry, and the next moment her face instantly turned pale.

Alexander was dressed in clothes. It was just her illusion just now. Did she start fangirling?

Heather was almost in tears. Oh, come on. Did she have a lustful desire now? Was it because she slept with him last night that now she was addicted to his body?

"What are you thinking?" Alexander cocked his eyebrows. The look in Heather's eyes was too weird when she looked at him.

"I was thinking you weren't wearing... Hmm!" She covered her mouth quickly and stared at him with shame and anger! She nearly said it out just now! God, was it because she had been single for 20 years that she became lustful?

Alexander was a little puzzled when he saw that she seemed angry with him. It didn't seem that he had done anything to annoy her?

"Come and have breakfast," he said quietly.

"Oh," she agreed and went to the table. Then she was surprised to see that he had prepared two sets of tableware.

"You want some too?" she asked.

"I can't have breakfast?" He looked at her innocently.

A sense of shame seized her. Alexander had brought her breakfast. How could she not allow him to have breakfast? Since when was she so bad?

"No, let's share." She sat down hastily.

He smiled and sat down beside her. She picked up a glass of milk, and her face darkened.

Not right! Why did she think she was being set up?

He was a stranger, okay? So why did he walk into her house and have breakfast with her?

"Try it." He put a beautiful sandwich on her plate.

Heather felt helpless. Forget it. She would talk with him after breakfast.

The breakfast was very delicious. She had an appetite and ate up all the food with him.

"Well..." She hesitated but finally decided to talk with him about what had happened between them.

"I'll do the dishes first." He put away the dishes and put them in the dishwasher.

He looked back and saw her standing at the kitchen door, looking at him with mixed feelings.

"Do you like this food?" He smiled.

"It's very delicious," she took a deep breath. She had intended to say something, but at the sight of his soft eyes, she felt her heart pounding and forgot what to say.

At last, she said incoherently, "Your cooking....is so good that I want to poach him!"

His eyes were a little deeper. "Good."

"Huh?" She froze, not expecting him to be so generous.

Then she asked curiously, "How much do I need to pay for the food?"

"It's free," he said lightly. "I'll make breakfast for you whenever you want."

She nearly spat out a mouthful of thick blood. What? Was it him who had made breakfast? So.. he wanted to pester her? No, no. She had to make it clear to him.

"Well..." she clenched her teeth.

"Go to the living room first, and I'll make a cup of coffee for you," he interrupted her calmly.

"Oh..." She agreed sulkily and sat on the sofa obediently. But the next moment, she was extremely depressed!

What was wrong with her? Why had she been led by the nose and obeyed this strange man? Besides, this was her house, but why was she under the delusion that he was the master of the house?

Alexander came over with two cups of coffee. He put one of them in front of Heather.

"What are you trying to say?" he asked calmly, picking up another cup of coffee.

She was a little sad. She was going to question Alexander, but if she did, it looked like she obeyed him again!

"Ahem... I don't know what your name is," she said helplessly.

Alexander's eyes were deep as he said lightly, "Alexander Christopher."

Alexander Christopher?

There was a hint of surprise in her eyes. "I know you! My elder brother always talks about you! You're classmates!"

Alexander put down his cup with somewhat disappointment. So she only knew him because of Randy's words? Sure enough, she had forgotten the past. But anyway, they could start over.

"I seldom remember people's names because I'm not interested in these things. But my brother thinks too highly of you, "Heather said, with a glint of excitement in her eyes. "My brother says you're the only one of his peers who deserves to be compared with him! He never praises people like that. He really appreciates you!"