Tangled Temptations

Chapter 323

Despite his hectic schedule, Brett made the choice to stay back in Peterborough with Eloise.

Thanks to his connections, Donny managed to secure a small office space. Though it was small, it had all the essentials. This was where Brett conducted his business, with his bodyguards standing guard outside. Donny, on the other hand, was always on the move, coming and going from various locations.

The following day, Harvey rushed back from Britain. He was travel-weary and filled with guilt.

At the entrance of the ICU, Brett got into a physical altercation with him. Even though Harvey didn't fight back, Brett's hand was still slightly red and swollen.

As Donny applied ointment to Brett's hand, he couldn't help but make a cheeky remark, "You really should watch your temper at your age!"

Brett's anger resurfaced, "I don't think I hit him hard enough! That bastard, I could kill him!"

While they were talking, there was a commotion at the door.

Donny went to check and returned with Orlena. He was tactful enough to excuse himself.

Orlena took a few steps forward, hesitant to get too close.

Brett casually took out a cigarette, lit it and asked in a soft voice, "What brings you here?"

She raised the ointment in her hand, "I came to apply your medicine!"

In truth, Brett had already applied the medication, but he didn't mind her doing it again.

In the cramped space of the couch, she sat next to him, carefully applying the ointment to his hand as he slowly smoked his cigarette, watching her. Her face was as smooth as silk, her eyelashes long and thick.

Brett casually asked, "Isn't that boy good? Why didn't you stay with him?"

She was taken aback, before she understood what he was referring to. She took a light breath, "I don't really like him!"

As she finished, she released his hand and softly said, "All done!"

She tried to leave, but he grabbed her, forcing her to sit back down. Maybe it was her imagination, but she felt like she was getting too close, close enough to smell the faint scent of tobacco on him.

Brett's gaze was instense.

His handsome fingers lightly traced her lips. She couldn't help but tremble, calling out his name in a helpless tone.

Brett leaned in, pressing his forehead against hers and murmured, "Why are you here? Are you here to atone for your brother's sins, or can you not suppress your own feelings, or are you attracted to a man more than ten years your senior? Tell me, what do you want from me?"

His directness made her feel ashamed. She couldn't respond, but Brett wasn't looking for her answer.

He kissed her.

Just like the last time, he gently pressed her against his chest, tenderly kissing her lips to make her relax, then gently explored, tasting her over and over again.

She felt uneasy, wanting to struggle, but he held her waist tightly, and before she knew it, she was sitting on his lap.

her with such gentleness and dominance, her mind went blank. All she could do was hold

his room feeling weak in her knees, not

started avoiding him. Occasionally, when they ran

pretend not to see him, and Brett wouldn't call

just turn and walk

watched her retreating figure,

must

his pockets, thinking about their kiss. The way she nestled in his arms like a kitten, biting him

he desired her. When dealing with Eloise's issues, he couldn't help but think about his relationship

a possibility. Among countless impossibilities,

a significant decision. He secretly sent Linda to the

slapped Harvey twice, but he couldn't bring himself to hit him again, knowing how hard

the end, he had to ask Orlena to intervene, "Mr. Brett has an important meeting tomorrow morning. He must maintain his

much pleading,

but didn't go in, whispering, "I'll be right

was dimly lit. It took her a while to adjust to the darkness. Brett was leaning against the couch, several bottles of red wine in front of him. He looked up at her when

watched her silently, his eyes bloodshot.

on the carpet, gathering all the bottles of wine. As

no longer a child. In fact, she was a mature

pulled her towards him,

time, they only

hoarse, "Orlena, let's give us

that moment, he even thought that if they had a relationship

quite catch his words,

her, his

fear, while Brett gently stroked her face,

what he wanted because the way he looked at her was how a man looks at a woman, a mixture of desire and

the couch. It was tender yet restrained, but it wasn't enough for either of them. He had lost

bed

bed like a stormy boat, and mixed with her involuntary moans,

relationships before, but she was not very experienced. Brett was dominant

He told the bodyguard to step back,

woke up in

but it was a pleasant

A man's husky voice

Orlena kept silent.

didn't want to get up either. He rarely indulged himself like this, especially when he had a pile of problems to deal with. He grabbed his watch from the bedside table to check the time.

he could speak, Orlena broke the silence, her voice shaking slightly. "Mr. Brett, don't worry, last night

Mr. Brett...

A one-night stand...

sarcastically, tugging at her ear. "Who was it that called my name all night long, making my heart melt? Now that you're satisfied, I'm Mr. Brett again? If everyone took advantage of

words were harsh, and

the end,