Chapter 138

Charles turned to stroke the woman's jaw. "What's the rush? You won't need to worry about money and material comforts when you're with me." The woman was Elis. Her fair skin was practically glowing. Like Tiffany, she had yet to graduate from university. But unlike Tiffany, the sensuality she oozed was enough to make men drool. Charles wasn't like Vincent. He didn't like women who were innocent and naive; he preferred fiery ones who could go wild in bed. It had been a month since he'd gotten together with Elis. So far, he'd yet to move on with someone else. He was surprised that he could spend so much time on the same woman since getting his heart broken. Elis still enraptured him, too. She smiled and gave him an alluring look. "That's very generous of you, Mr. Stewart." Her words stroked his ego and put him in a good mood. He put down his wine glass and swept her into his arms. Then, they headed to the bed for another round. … Vincent only realized there were guests when he ar