Chapter 64

Adrian froze in his chair. His Adam's apple bobbed slightly as if suppressing something. His cold, imperious face wore its usual expression of aloofness and dignity, but upon closer inspection, one could notice a faint flush on his earlobe, with a subtle, intimate bite mark on it. "Relax. I'll go easy on you." Grace unbuttoned his shirt, her fingertips brushing down his throat and daringly gliding across his sculpted chest. Those eight-pack abs were no joke; the feeling was absolutely incredible. Adrian couldn't help but feel something was wrong. Wasn't that supposed to be his line? "You seem eager, Stock God." How could she not be? This handsome man was right before her eyes. Between his heart and body, she ought to conquer one of them, right? Grace smiled faintly and nodded knowingly. "I see you like a routine. I'm okay with that." Before Adrian could react, a dainty hand cupped the back of his head and pushed him forward. Then, their lips touched. "You aren't any less eager