Nicholas obediently let her pull him along, following her back into the living room.
Serena pulled him all the way to the sofa, then glanced at him, the corner of her eye lifting slightly. For some reason, Nicholas felt there was a deeper meaning in that
look.
Before he could think too much about it, Serena reached out and grabbed his collar. Forcefully, and with surprising strength, she pushed him down onto the sofa.
Nicholas still hadn't processed what Serena was trying to do when her fingers traced down his collar. With a light flick of her slender fingers, she undid his top button.
His shirt opened, revealing a pale collarbone. The girl's hand continued downward, revealing the smooth lines of his muscles.
Just as Serena's fingers were about to undo the button at his abdomen, the light in Nicholas's charming eyes dimmed slightly.
His hand shot out and grabbed hers. His thin lips curved into a sexy, lazy smile as his thumb gently caressed her wrist in a deliberately provocative way. "Serena, what's the rush? Although, I'm happy to go along with whatever you have in mind, but... this is the living room. Fiona and Nathaniel could walk in at any moment.”
"How about..." he whispered, his voice low as he leaned close to her ear, his warm breath a deliberate, ambiguous caress. "We go to a room?"
His lips brushed against her ear as he continued in a low, magnetic whisper, "Don't worry, I won't resist. Don't go easy on me just because I'm a fragile soul..."
Nicholas had expected this intimate proximity and deliberate teasing to earn him the usual response: Serena shoving his face away and telling him to get lost.
However, Serena simply lifted her gaze, a cryptic smile playing in her clear, cold eyes. She even replied with a single word: "Okay."
Nicholas was completely baffled.
Okay? Okay to what? Did she really want to go to a room with him and continue? Or did she agree not to go easy on him because he was a "delicate flower"?
Even with his genius-level intellect, Nicholas was completely thrown by Serena, unable to process what her "okay" truly meant.
But the girl's hands didn't stop. With a sudden rip, Serena tore Nicholas's shirt open, revealing his firm abs.
"Oh, my!" Just then, Fiona, having finished her work outside, walked in while wiping her hands.
She hadn't expected to walk in on such a steamy and forceful
scene her young master pinned to the sofa by Miss Lapcaster his. clothes in disarray, his chest
exposed. And Miss Lancaster was "eagerly" tearing his shirt open!
“Oh, dear!” Fiona's face flushed. Young people these days..... They fought so suddenly, and they made up just as fast. Things were developing so quickly! Starting right here in the living room...
Fiona quickly covered her eyes and turned to leave. "I didn't see anything, I saw absolutely nothing! Sir, Miss Lancaster, please, continue, continue..." Hertone was filled with unconceatable delight.
Nicholas watched Fiona's hasty retreat, leaving the two of them alone in the living
room again. He glanced down at his torn shirt and let out a low chuckle.
His chest vibrated with the laugh, the expanse of exposed skin incredibly sexy He drawled lazily a hint of teasing in his voice Isk, wel this is great... Now I've been' completely misunderstood. My pristine reputation as the heir of Váelion City is in tatters.