Midnight Bride The CEO’s Temptation

The ring fit her perfectly.

"Dylan..." She murmured, and her throat seemed to be stuck.

"I'm here, baby," his deep voice was as warm as a hot cup of coffee, melting her in it.

"Have you decided?" She bit her lip, and her heart had never been so soft.

Do you really want to marry me?

"My mind was made up that night ten years ago when a girl risked her life to pull me out of the fire." He whispered as he took her hand.

"Then you can't take back your words. You promised to love me forever, Dylan Sterling and I'll be your wife, no matter what comes along our way," She said seriously while looking in his eyes.

He pressed her hand to his chest against his heart, making her feel the beat of his heart.

She felt his powerful heartbeat and couldn't help leaning forward to find his lips.

He responded immediately, holding her closer, and felt her against the length of his body. Her tongue was in his mouth, claiming him, full of enthusiasm.

She wanted him, and this did strange, delicious things to his insides.

The temperature in the room was rising…

* * *

The next morning, Savannah rose in the warm morning light.

She recalled Dylan proposed to her after a nightmare the night before. Her emotion swelled and subsided, and she kissed him and even demanded sex from him...

At last, she slept in his arms like a baby.

The man seemed to be the best remedy for insomnia.

On the quilt and sheets, including on her body, there was faint ambergris mixed with the sweet smell of shaving water.

Her lips were slightly swollen. It looked like he got up early and kissed her for a while before she woke up.

Savannah buried her face in her arms as if to hide her embarrassment. Taking a breath, she calmed down and jumped out of bed to wash and change.

It was not Sunday, and she had to work today.

Maybe it was too comfortable to sleep in his arms, she overslept and was going to be late.

When she came downstairs, she saw Dylan sitting at the table, reading emails on his tablet.

She grinned. This man was really energetic. He slept late but got up early every day and had to work early in the morning.

He was a real workaholic.

However, she had to say the way he sat by the window doing business was really attractive.

Early morning rays of sunlight were crossing the window and falling on him. His long eyelids were slightly drooping. He had a noble nose, and his thin lips were pressed into a straight line habitually because of thinking... Oh, he was freaking hot.

She had the impulse to rush up to tear off his clothes mercilessly and lay him down…

Savannah blushed at this thought.

Holy shit! What was she thinking about?

She roused herself and made her way to the door without more hesitation.

"Come to breakfast first." Dylan looked at her as she hurried towards the door.

"Oh, no. I'll be late." Savannah swallowed at breakfast on the table but didn't stop.

"Come here. Eat before you go. No one will deduct your pay even if you're late." Dylan frowned.

She stopped short. Well, Zagreb Film was his company. He could decide whether to deduct her wages or not.

She walked hesitatingly to him, still mumbling, "well, I don't have to eat at home. I can buy some bread on the road... It's better not to be late."

Although no one knew about her relationship with Dylan beside Fiona and Jenkins, she didn't want special treatment.

"You want me to feed you?"He carried a plate of golden fried eggs and bacon sausage to her front.

Knowing he was serious, Savannah sighed and sat down, picked up her fork, and began to eat.

After finishing the plate and a glass of fresh milk, she got up and was ready to go when he stopped her again, "wait."

"What else is there, boss? I'm really going to be late." Savannah gave him a wry smile.

"We are going to have a wedding soon, and we will spend at least half a year abroad for the honeymoon after the wedding. Quit your job, and I'll explain to Jenkins." Dylan said as he wiped her mouth with a tissue.

Savannah paused.

"I'll be very bored after resignation." She puffed her cheeks.

He chuckled and pinched her pinky cheeks.

"How can you be bored? There's a lot to do as Mrs. Sterling, such as..." he leaned close to her ear and whispered, "give Kaiden a brother or a sister."

"No," She pushed him away and pursed her lips. "I'm not going to be a housewife anyway. I like this job so much that I don't want to quit. You have just promoted me… I'm the chief designer now!"

"Rest assured," Dylan smiled and picked up a document in his hand and handed it to her. "This time, your title is bigger than the chief designer, and your new job won't be dull."

Savannah pulled the document out of the paper bag and read it quickly.

She froze for a moment.

This was a copy of the documents of transfer.

Dylan bought K&G, a medium-sized design company, and transferred it to her.

She was already the legal representative and head of K&G.

She was inarticulate with astonishment.

"From this moment on, you will be the boss of K&G. This job will give full scope to your talents. K&G is very mature in the fashion design industry, with six brands and more than one hundred employees in LA. Such a company is most suitable for you. After all, you are just starting out, and it's easier for you to start with a small company." Dylan said.

Savannah appeared quite moved, and a bit shook. She didn't expect him to be so considerate. Her heart throbbed heavily. Her nose stung again, and she threw herself into his arms.

* * *

Savannah decided to finish the rest of her work at hand before she quit.

After the handover with Jenkins, she walked out of the director's office and saw Fiona coming over from the planning department.