In a Love Nest with the Aloof CEO

Chapter 7

Without hesitation, Skylar got out of the car and sat in the front.

She could not help but take a few more glances at Tobias’ hands on the steering wheel.

His fingers were elegant and slender, and the veins on the back of his hands seemed to symbolize true masculinity.

There was a platinum ring on his ring finger, and it glinted coldly under the light.

“You’re married?” Skylar blurted out before she realized it.

Thinking that she might have very well slept with a married man, a deep sense of guilt rose in her chest.

 

“I don’t see how that has anything to do with me taking you home.” Tobias did not directly answer her question.

Skylar clamped her mouth shut and bowed her head, fumbling with her seatbelt.

 

Instantly, the seatbelt alarm started blaring noisily in the car as she had not fastened her it yet.

This was her first time sitting in a luxury car, and her hands seemed to have a mind of their own, preventing her from inserting her seat belt.

Tobias then cast a fleeting glance at a flustered Skylar before leaning toward her.

Not expecting that he would be so close to her, Skylar reacted fiercely and shielded her chest with both hands.

She resembled a wounded hedgehog, quivering in fear with its spikes all standing upright.

Ignoring her, Tobias buckled her seat belt for her, mere inches apart.

She could even feel his warm breath tickling her and smell the pleasant fragrance of his white sandalwood cologne.

she remained completely still,

won’t take you right

as a tomato. How can this man say such shameless things while keeping a straight

car window and lifted her gaze upward, noticing that

an operating

audible voice, so he did not

of the car park, Tobias did not follow the route pointed out by

on the window and asked in a terrified voice, “Where are you taking me? This isn’t the way back home. Stop the car… If

with impatience at

get so worked up all the

voice, “Go ahead, I won’t stop you. Should I drive faster

did

numbers on the speed meter soared to

jump now, I’d either die or be

me. It won’t work.” There was

life depended on it as she

time, the car pulled to a stop at a nearby gas

just then. He’s just

the convenience store to

of being in the same car with him, she got

to pry

thought, she meandered around the gas

step out of the way, the bucket of paint they were carrying splashed onto her

gotten themselves into trouble, the boys

hanging on a thread, Skylar was on the verge of breaking down. Does God hate me? I was just minding my own business, but somehow a bucket of paint splashed all over me.

to mention, it’s black paint. Is this some sort of

car without any intention to

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