Chapter 36
Randall’s eyes turned deep as he stared at her, his gaze burning with lust. He leaned against the door and looked at her with
half–smile. “What’s this about?” While speaking, he realized his voice was hoarse.
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Blushing a bit, Shannon winked at him. “Don’t I look good?”
The sexy lingerie barely covered any of her body parts, and as he looked at her, his Adam’s apple bobbed. He smiled. “Is this your new way of seducing me?”
She walked over to him, wrapped her arms around his neck, and blew a soft breath against his ear, her voice teasing yet bold, “Yep. I’m trying to seduce you. So, you’re going to take the bait?” While saying, she squinted and stroked his cheek.
In fact, she was very nervous; yet she braced herself to continue at the thought of having a baby. Biting her lip, she pressed the other hand against his chest, circling on it.
He gently lifted her chin and slowly said, “What if I say no?”
Hearing this, Shannon glanced down subconsciously and deliberately looked surprised. “Really? Randall, don’t tell me you’re impotent.”
Noticing all her actions, he saw through her and laughed. He stroked her chin a few times with his thumb. Intentionally or not, he sunk his fingertip into her mouth.
Smiling, Randall suddenly leaned over and kissed her. “You enchantress.” His kiss was far from gentle; it was domineering and strong, leaving no room for her to retreat.
She paused, looking both charming and harmless. Then she responded to him, sliding her hands underneath his shirt, turning him on.
Looking down, Randall saw her captivating face. His hand slid down to rest against her waist, and with a quick pull, he brought her body flush against his. The room fell quiet, save for the soft, steamy sounds filling the space.
Shannon’s body softened against him little by little. In the end, she could only lean against him, her mind blank, and she could barely breathe, feeling she was a fish out of water.
Then he suddenly chuckled and let go of her. “Silly, breathe.“\\
In a daze, she looked at him. Her lips, which he had kissed so hard, were red and wet. “Hubby…” Her voice was so sweet, making Randall lose all control. He cursed in a deep voice and bent down to pick her up.
Being lifted up all of a sudden, Shannon exclaimed and bear–hugged instinctively while hearing their rapid breathing.
He chuckled, his voice as deep as ever, and pressed her down on the bed. He gently brushed his calloused hand over her body. Even though she was wrapped in a thin veil, she couldn’t help but shiver.
His kiss was intense and burning with passion, setting her on fire. Reaching out, she came closer to him while sliding her hand to his belt, intending to unbuckle it.
However, his belt came with some sort of hidden clasp. After a long time, she still couldn’t unbuckle it, and she was instantly anxious.
As she was trying, he suddenly pressed her hand. Kissing her once again, he then said, his voice hoarse, “Get up. Let’s go downstairs to eat.”
Shannon was taken aback. Their bodies were pressed against each other; she knew exactly how turned–on he was, which made her utterly surprised that he could call a stop at this point.
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She felt quite frustrated. Seeing he was about to walk out, she grabbed his tie, gritting her teeth. “Randall, tell me. Are you really impotent?”
“You know exactly the answer. From his magnetic voice, she could clearly tell he was enduring it. With a snort, he freed his wrinkled tie from her hand.
Standing, he looked down. “Try harder next time. Your effort today isn’t enough for me to take the bait.”
His words left her speechless. She thought, ‘Damn. He’s impossible. If I hadn’t felt his physical reaction, I would have really thought he was impotent!
After Shannon took a shower, she went downstairs and saw him standing outside by the door, gazing into the endless stretch of night while smoking.
The light of the smoke flickered at his fingertips. The smoke rose slowly, covering his face, making it impossible for her to see his expression. He stood still, yet his noble, indifferent aura was already hard to ignore.
Shannon paused, suddenly not feeling angry anymore. She thought, ‘He’s such an aloof, almost unapproachable man. It makes sense that seducing him is such a hard task.
‘His suiters in Lorston have been lining up over the years. If he was such an easy target, at least one of them must have gotten their way, and I wouldn’t have been standing here!
Smiling, she walked over to him as if nothing had happened, saying, “It’s time to eat. Why are you still out here smoking? The smell of it will ruin my appetite.”
He turned to look at her, his gaze resting on her rosy, even slightly swollen lips for a moment. Then he put out the cigarette and tossed it into the ashtray.
With a sneer, he said, “You’re such a princess.” But he didn’t argue, and the two of them headed back inside to the dining table.
Raising an eyebrow, she sat in a chair, resting her chin on her hands, and smiled at him, “Of course I’m a princess. I’m your wife–your precious wife you’re supposed to dote on.”
He glanced at her, his gaze meaningful, and snorted, “Wow, who says that about themselves?”
After Randall sat down, she moved her foot under the table slowly up his calf while her expression remained unchanged. “Isn’t it true, though? Don’t you want to spoil me?”
He grabbed her ankle, rubbed his fingertips heavily against her calf, and chuckled, his voice deep and magnetic. “Oh, I’d love to… if I didn’t have to worry about surviving it. You could probably take down a dozen men without breaking a sweat.”
Their banter was interrupted when Yolanda arrived with the domestic workers, serving their dinner.
Dinner was as hearty as ever. Upon seeing the food, Shannon felt starving, and her stomach growled. Not in the mood to flirt with Randall anymore, she picked up a fork and stuffed a piece of meat into her mouth.
Then she squinted with satisfaction, looking at him with excitement. “Hey, do we have a new chef? The food this evening seems to taste different from that of the past few days.”
He let go of her leg, pulled a tissue from the side, and carefully wiped his fingers before replying slowly, “We have three cooks.”
Seeing that he wasn’t going to elaborate, Yolanda couldn’t help but chime in, “Mrs. Rowe, Mr. Rowe had the new cook poached especially for you.”
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