Tangled Temptations

Chapter 263

Brett was the first to step out of the car. He moved around to the passenger's side, opened the door, and watched her in the darkness. Orlena's slender neck was tensed to the point where a trace of a vein was visible.

Brett was patient. Eventually, Orlena stepped out of the car, paying him no mind as she walked ahead.

Under the dim streetlight, her petite figure was hidden in the shadow of the sycamore tree. Early autumn had caused the leaves to wilt, adding an air of melancholy to the scene.

Brett closed the car door. He hurriedly caught up with her, grabbing her by the wrist and pulled her into his arms before she could react.

Perhaps it was the allure of the night or the emotions stirred by the setting, and he lost all self control. He kissed her under the tree, holding her head and pressing her against the tree trunk with nearly violent force. It was so intense that she

could hardly breathe.

"Brett! Let me go!"

Orlena pounded on his shoulder, struggling fiercely, but she couldn't break free from his grasp. Soon, her senses were filled with the scent of tobacco. His scent was everywhere.

Brett appeared clean, but only she knew when he had tainted her, his subtle masculine fragrance would linger on her for a long time.

The rough kiss lasted for what felt like an eternity. Finally, he released her. Then, his lean, handsome face was met with a slap, the sound particularly noticeable in the quiet night.

Brett was known for his charisma. But almost everyone knew he had a bad temper. Women were merely a diversion to him, none of whom dared to act spoiled or even slap him.

Only Orlena did.

After the slap, she turned her head away, tears brimming in her eyes. "What gives you the right to kiss me? Brett, what do you think I am? Did you bring me here to continue being your secret mistress?"

Brett ran his tongue over his lip, tasting blood. She was stronger than he thought. His gaze was deep. "I'm sorry. I couldn't control myself."

He hadn't been with her in a long time, and he wasn't above wanting her. He hadn't forgotten the passion they shared over the past few years, not for a moment. But Brett knew he had crossed a line with that kiss.

He apologized to her. "Let's go upstairs. There are some documents you need to sign."

Orlena hesitated, but agreed. They did have a child together, and given his status, she was afraid he would fight for custody.

Shortly, they entered the apartment. It was as grand as it had always been with clear signs of upkeep. The dining table even had a bowl of freshly washed fruit, all her favorites. Each one was plump and juicy.

Brett followed her gaze, then whispered as he walked to the door, "I had Donny prepare them. He still remembers what you like even after all these years."

clenched her fist, reminding herself

had a way with words, and a few sentences were enough to touch anyone's heart. If she hadn't been hurt so deeply, she would have been tempted by him again, perhaps even spending the night in this luxurious apartment. But she wasn't as

it now and take me home afterwards. Unlike you, Mr. Brett, I respect the man I'm dating. It would be

much?

didn't respond, his gaze darkened slightly. He walked to the couch and sat down, motioning for her to sit too. "Come sit. Take a

pursed her lips. She sat down, and in front of her was a stack of documents. She flipped through

their child, so if he was willing to pay for his upbringing, she had no reason

was what Eloise had said. If a woman can't get a man, then she should get his money. For example,

from a business school, but

weight. He found it strange, Orlena wasn't exactly young but she still had baby

at her helplessness, knowing that with her intellect, she would

seeing

do anything but call his name under the sheets. He took care of everything else. Now, even though he couldn't do anything to her,

fruits, cut them into a fruit platter, and placed it in front of

her gaze and said, "I didn't put anything

man at a high-end restaurant earlier in the evening. Through the window, he noticed she barely ate anything, probably because the

side, her

softness in his heart and spoke gently, "There's

was clearly taken aback. She put down the documents, suddenly speaking a soft voice, "Mr. Brett, our past is behind us. Apart from Daniel, we have no relation. Don't act like we're still together, because there's no need for that." Brett was tying an apron. At

in the room

many memories of them, sweet and passionate, but now there was nothing like

her. "Orlena. The documents in your hands represent the majority of my personal assets. What

stiff, "You want

troubled. He had never begged anyone or lowered his pride in his life, but that day, he had kneeled before the Horigan

moment, he wanted to marry her. But

Brockville, two technicians died in that program. Both of them were

truth, because this project was top secret, and it had been in the works for three years. Nobody knew he had a child,

out of her lungs. Her lips trembled, and it took a while for her to recover. After a long time, she finally whispered, "Why should I wait for

borne his child, and now he wanted her to wait for another

visit her in Peterborough when he could, just like three years ago. How dare he make

Her face was colder than when she had arrived, "Mr. Brett,

Brett just sat there.

Orlena left, he didn't stop her. He just dialed Donny and said, exhausted, "She's gone. Take her

Then he hung up.

papers, looking at