Chapter 108

Megan’s cheeks flushed a deeper shade of crimson. Her delicate hand clasped the small drawer shut, preventing him from peering inside. “It’s nothing! Just a new bottle of perfume I bought. I just unwrapped

it.”

“Oh!” Sullivan, however, was uncharacteristically patient, his demeanor slow and deliberate. “Spritz a bit,

let me have a whiff! Isn’t it said that perfume is a woman’s best nightwear?”

His undeniably flirtatious tone was laced with an irresistible dominance.

Megan couldn’t resist it.

In the midst of their conversation, Sullivan had already opened the drawer, and sure enough, there was a bottle of perfume. He picked it up and lightly sprayed a bit behind Megan’s ear. Perhaps it was the shock, but her tender skin there quivered slightly.

Sullivan’s gaze intensified. He held her small, rounded shoulders, his handsome face nestling into the nape of her neck, his prominent nose pressing against that patch of soft skin. His husky whisper was incredibly seductive, “It does smell nice!”

Megan trembled uncontrollably. “Sullivan!” she exclaimed.

Sullivan chuckled lowly, “You’re not even clean yet, so don’t tempt me!”

picked it up before Megan could stop him and began to casually flip through it. One arm

read it aloud word by

of an 18–year–old Megan felt especially embarrassing when recited

him.

did he lend me his

were still mortifying, as if Sullivan had stripped

It was Alton’s.

Sullivan would think upon seeing the card. If he guessed her intentions to cross him, she couldn’t

her body. Every torture he gave her would

years of marriage, she knew Sullivan’s temper all too well. He was always quick to

of what she

card, but merely remarked nonchalantly, “Why do you have Alton’s card? Have

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and spoke softly, “I sometimes visit his law firm

When he wasn’t being provocative, the

Sullivan had lifted

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