Midnight Bride The CEO’s Temptation

She suddenly felt sad. No wonder Randy was worried that she wasn't used to living here alone. She would have a terrible life if Alexander didn't take care of her over the past month.

She looked into the closet again and took out a dress at random. It was her size indeed.

Alexander was really nice to her and knew her well.

But she seemed to know too little about him.

Heather got up and went to the bathroom.

After she came out, she found Alexander still in the bedroom.

She was surprised. "Why are you still here?"

"... This is my room," he whispered.

"Then shall I go to the guest room?" she asked.

"There are no beds in the guest room," he continued.

"... How can it be called a guest room since there aren't beds?" she was instantly speechless and asked, "You don't want me to sleep on a couch, do you?"

"The couch is broken, so you can't sleep on it," he continued.

"Alexander Christopher!" she yelled in anger.

Then she pushed him directly onto the bed and rode on him.

His eyes became deep. "You..."

"What?" She suddenly wore a wicked smile and directly blew on his ear.

"Heather Denmark!" His voice became husky as he quickly rolled over and pressed her under him.

She smiled lightly as her fair arm wrapped gently around his neck. "You know what? Your ears are red when you're shy."

His ears looked redder. "You're wrong..."

"You told a lie," she said, smiling even more brightly.

She held out her finger and pinched his ear playfully. "You obviously want to sleep with me, but you actually don't directly say it out; instead, you made up stupid excuses. Alex, if it isn't because you're shy, then why?"

The light in his eyes grew darker.

Her flirtatious action had nearly made him explode! And the little girl actually said these kinds of words to challenge him at the same time...

"Alex, in fact... you don't have any experience with sexual intercourse, do you?" she asked with a broad smile.

His body stiffened a little.

All his affections had been reserved for her, so of course, he would not let any other woman touch his body.

"Now you look so pure that you're very adorable!" she said as her eyes glittered.

She couldn't help kissing him.

Alexander could no longer control himself. He kissed her back heavily. They were completely caught in a passion.

The kiss ended. He gasped slightly and looked deeply at her. "Heather, are you... ready?"

She was instantly awake and said quickly, "No. What's in your mind now... no!!

"Heather..." There was pleading in his eyes.

"No, we can't do that," she said, shaking her head. "Alex, we had sex at that time because I was drunk, so it didn't count. So if you really want to make love with me, you have to wait until we get married, as my parents did."

"When can we get married?" he asked eagerly.

"When I'm sure you're the one who I want to spend the rest of my life with," she answered with a mischievous smile.

"You are simply torturing me on purpose!" He bent down and sucked her neck, leaving a strawberry.

Then he got up and went to the bathroom to take a cold shower.

Heather kept rolling over on the bed, happy. Actually... It seemed very funny to tease Alexander.

After quite a while, Alexander finished bathing. He was about to walk out of the bathroom with a gloomy face, and she hurried to stop him. "Where are you going?"

"The guest room," he replied with an unhappy face. If he stayed in the same room with Heather, he wondered if he could control himself.

"There is no bed in the guest room, and the couch is broken. Where can you sleep?" she asked, smiling.

"The floor!" he snapped.

"The floor is too cold," she said, emptying half of the bed and staring at him with keen, sparkling eyes. "You can sleep here. I'll give you half of the bed. Isn't that what you wanted?"

His heart was filled with regret. He shouldn't have told lies! Now he was shooting himself in the foot!

"Alex, you can relax. I won't seduce you again, "she said with a smile. "We can talk."

Looking into her tender eyes, he finally agreed.

As soon as he got into bed, his cold aura made her sneeze.

He instantly moved nervously toward the bedside.

She saw it and felt touched in her heart. Alexander was really nice to her.

She reached out her little hand and gently took his finger.

"Heather!" His voice was full of helplessness.

"I just want to hold your hand," she looked innocent and spoke. "Alex, you seem to know me well."

"Mmm..." he said in a deep tone.

How could he possibly not know her well as he had been watching her in silence for so many years?

"I want to know about you, too," she whispered.

A touch of warmth came out from his fingertips. The warmth ran down his arms to his heart.

Many years had passed, but Heather hadn't changed at all. She was still that lovely, kind-hearted little girl.

"What do you want to know?" he asked in a low voice.

"Anything..." Her voice trailed off as she said, "Where's your family?"

"I've... told you that," he said quietly.

But he was answered by regular breathing. First, he was slightly taken aback, and then he could not help laughing bitterly.

Heather must have been very tired after she had gone through so many things today.

But the little girl actually asked something about him before she fell asleep.

He moved closer to her as he felt touched in the heart.

He merely dropped a kiss on her forehead, lest his cold aura should wake her.

"Heather, we'll have plenty of time," he said softly.

He had waited for sixteen years. He didn't mind waiting for another period of time.

***

When Heather woke up, she felt as if she were holding a large heater. She held out her hand to touch it. This large heater seemed to be soft and was very comfortable.

Suddenly, her little hand was held tightly.

Heather opened her eyes and looked blankly.

"Ah!!" A scream rang out in the bedroom.

Alexander looked at Heather, who was holding the quilt, and looked puzzled.

"Can you stop now?" he asked with resignation.

She came to her senses and thought carefully before it dawned on her why she was here. It was clearly her who had come to Alexander to elope with him and asked him to stay overnight. If she continued shouting as if she had lost her chastity, she would seem a little unreasonable…

"Urgh..." she said, feeling wounded. "Yes. It was just that I wasn't used to it for a while."

"Mm." He touched her head gently and said, "Get up to wash up. We'll be busy today."

She was amazed. "What will we be busy with?"