Chapter 1 Accidental Break-In

In Wold Hotel. Under the dim light, a pair of figures were intertwining. The man did not show the slightest pity. As a drop of sweat on his forehead fell on Nadine Wheeler's face, she frowned, bit her lips and groaned softly, "Kenneth, it hurts." The man stopped, grabbed her chin and asked coldly, "Do you mistake me for Kenneth?" Nadine opened her eyes. Under the illumination of dim light above his head, she tried to identify the man on top of her. Suddenly, her eyes widened. He... He was not her boyfriend, Kenneth Gordon, though they looked somewhat similar. Instead, he was the cold business tycoon in Yhore, as well as her boyfriend's uncle, Blaine Gordon. He was never an ordinary man. In any way, it was impossible for him and her to have anything to do with each other. Only for a short moment, Nadine almost screamed out, but her reason was quickly overwhelmed by drug effect. Her inner desire was surging again and spreading to every part of her body because of his sudden stop. Her eyes were filled with forbearance and fear, and she bit hard her lower lip, which almost oozed blood. Seeing her face flushed, Blaine lowered his head, bit on her red lips and asked, "Since you like Kenneth so much, why did you get into my bed?" Get into his bed? Nadine shook her head. At the dinner party, her mother handed her a glass of wine and told her, "Go to apologize to Kenneth." Because she had a conflict with her boyfriend, her mother was afraid that she would screw things up. After all, the Wheeler family had to rely on the Gordon family. Her marriage with Kenneth must not go wrong. Nadine picked up the glass and stood not far from Kenneth, watching him and his stepsister talking and laughing intimately. She gave up the idea of going up to disturb. Anyway, she would only make a fool of herself if she walked over. Therefore, leaning against the colonnade, she drank all the wine in her glass in one gulp. Before long, she felt thirsty and hot. A kind waiter helped her to a room upstairs. And then what happened? She vaguely saw a man coming to the bed and looking at her up and down condescendingly. "What? Are you taking the initiative to throw yourself on me?" Although Blaine was smiling, his words were full of sarcasm, "In this case, what chaste woman are you pretending to be now?" Nadine did not dare to look into Blaine's eyes, and she couldn't figure out the situation herself. She denied, "No, I didn't." Nadine was suffering. Blaine did not move, as if deliberately watching her embarrassment. As the drug took effect, her face turned red from pale, and her eyes were filled with lust again. Blaine stared at her side face without blinking, and deliberately blew on her neck softly while asking. "Tell me, do you want it or not?" When the heat blew on her neck, it was even harder for her to control herself. She wanted to push away the man on top of her with all her strength, but she couldn't even move her hands at all. Smelling a man, she even... "I... Want it." She couldn't stand it any longer. Before he could react, she stretched out her arms, held Blaine's neck and kissed on his lips. Blaine did not hesitate to deepen the kiss. It was hot in the room... Finally, Blaine got out and lay in bed, and time seemed to be still at this moment. With the fading of drugs and passion, there was a strange embarrassment in the quiet room. Blaine looked at her body, with banter in his eyes. Nadine quickly pulled the quilt up. "What's wrong? Do you regret it?" Nadine pressed her lips and finally got up her courage to say, "Mr. Gordon, I was drugged." She couldn't afford to offend Blaine, who was very special in Yhore. Although she didn't know how she entered his room by mistake, she was indeed a victim. "So, did you take me as an antidote?" "Sorry, I do have no idea know how I got into this room." She couldn't stand Blaine's eyes, so she was about to lift the quilt and get out of the bed, regardless of the soreness on her body. At this time, she felt sticky and just wanted to take a bath quickly and then leave. After calming herself down, Nadine asked, "Mr. Gordon, can I use the bathroom?" Blaine sneered, "Nadine, do you really take my place as your own home?" How dared she? Nadine covered the key parts of her body with her hands, curled up and squatted on the floor, picking up scattered clothes one by one. Every time she picked up one, her face flushed more, and her ears and neck also gradually turned red. Holding her clothes, she was about to walk to the bathroom. Suddenly, Blaine asked, "Where are you going?" Without looking back, Nadine replied, "Go to the bathroom." Blaine looked at the clothes in her arms, and her bra strap was hanging there. Realizing his eyes, Nadine quickly stuffed the strap into the clothes. "Wear them right here." Blaine ordered condescendingly. Nadine stood still and did not move. The more embarrassed she was, the happier Blaine seemed to be. Seeing her look sad and wronged, he intended to ridicule her. "What's wrong? You were so active just now, but do you think you've suffered a loss not?" "I just don't think this is appropriate. Mr. Gordon, how could you bully me like this?" The woman who was like a little white rabbit wanted to escape. Blaine played with the lighter in his hand, and the sound of flicking the switch was particularly abrupt in the confrontation between the two. Blaine stared at her. Although it was a casual expression, it had a natural oppressive feeling that could not be ignored. "What's wrong? Are you going out to find Kenneth?" "No, my mother will worry about me. Today I came to make up with Kenneth." Blaine sniffed lightly and covered the lighter with a snap. "Nadine, are you really stupid or playing dumb?" She was speechless, and she quickly put on her clothes, ignoring that the person in front of her was Mr. Blaine Gordon. Blaine looked at her flustered expression and sneered, waiting for her to say something. Nadine zipped up, shook her hair, and threw caution to the wind. "You all know, don't you?" Blaine frowned, and he sat back on the sofa calmly, "Know what?" An inexplicable grievance welled up in Nadine's heart. She didn't tell others, and she didn't dare to ask anyone. Just because that person was her boyfriend and the Wheeler family had high expectation for her. But she was also a person, and she would definitely be unreconciled as her feelings were trampled on like this. "He has been ambiguous with his stepsister. Since he doesn't love me, why should he marry me?" "Ambiguous? Isn't it normal for the stepbrother and stepsister to be close?" Blaine's sudden rhetorical question made Nadine have no courage to stay any longer. It was said that Blaine was scheming and decisive in fighting in the business world. Such people had the ultimate rationality and insight, not to mention it was an internal affair of their Gordon family. How could he not be clear? "In this case, sorry for bothering you, Mr. Gordon. I hope you won't take what happened today to heart." As soon as she touched the doorknob, Blaine's low voice came, "Since you dared to get in my bed, how can you leave easily before I allow you to?" "What do you... What do you want?" Nadine stopped and looked up at him. Blaine's deep eyes looked ruthless. He approached her step by step until he met her face to face, and they were close at hand. Nadine unconsciously took a step back until there was no retreat, and her heels reached the corner. "What..." She tried to push away him, but her hand was caught by a man. He stared coldly into her eyes, questioning, "So did you give yourself up in the hope that I will save your poor love?"