The aggressive masculine aura suddenly approached, the warmth slightly fell on her ear, stirring a layer of fine, tiny hair. Cecilia Vaughn's face flushed because of the man's intense surrounding pheromones.
"Adrian, don't do this, at least… not here…"
Thinking that a waiter could burst in at any moment, an inexplicable fear loomed in Cecilia's heart.
At the root of it all, Cecilia is inherently a conservative girl. Those absurd things from the past, if not for Adrian Law's shamelessness, she wouldn't have agreed without knowing it.
Just as Cecilia looked towards the door in fear, a force suddenly pulled her back by the waist.
In an instant, the world spun.
Cecilia looked up in surprise, and before she knew it, she had fallen into the man's embrace.
The man's robust body pressed from behind, the velvet sofa was very soft, and because of its texture, the two slightly sank into the sofa.
Seeing the man's deep and handsome face, Cecilia's mind buzzed, exploding.
