The CEO Gets What He Wants

As he continued to excite her, he would constantly observe the expression on her face.

Biting her lip occasionally, he was clearly enjoying the process.

As for the phone, the name “Grover” was flashing on its screen.

After glancing at it, Cayden picked it up while reminding her, “Hang on to my neck and don't move. You'll fall off if you're not careful.”

Given that she was straddling on his legs, she could easily fall backward without any support.

“Mr. Hayward, what is it?” Worried that something might have happened to the children, Cayden had no choice but to answer.

While Grover was speaking over the phone, Avery gradually calmed down and tried to extract herself from the embarrassment of letting him have his way with her. Having gathered her wits, she stood up without hesitation after making sure that the strength had returned to her legs.

Her skirt naturally dropped back down once she freed herself from his restraints.

Afraid to face him, Avery knelt and picked up the box she had brought before packing the contraceptives and toys back into it.

After hurriedly arranging them in place, she quickly locked up the box.

In the midst of doing so, Avery tidied up her messy hair courtesy of Cayden before adjusting the bra strap that had loosened over her shoulder.

Lucky for her, the material of her skirt didn't crease easily.

As for what was underneath... Cayden didn't take it off.

Instead, his fingers slid in from the side.

When Avery walked beyond the screen with the box in her arms, she heard Cayden's voice ring out behind her. “Are Rory's eyes all right? Did you send her to the hospital?”

“What happened to Rory?”

In that instant, Avery turned around and gave Cayden a worried look, causing him to frown in response.

As two of his fingers still had some white sticky substance on them, he placed his hand on his knees and did not touch anything else.

Throwing her a glance, he continued listening to Grover's report in silence. In the end, he replied, “I'll go over at once.”

With that, he ended the call.

Subsequently, Avery came over to inquire, just like an anxious parent who was questioning a doctor at a hospital. “What happened to Rory? Say something.”

Dressed in his suit and shoes, Cayden turned around to look at her. With the light looming over his head, his towering figure made him look like an insidious lunatic. He asked, “Aren't you in a hurry to sell your contraceptives?”

“The packaging is ruined. How am I going to sell it...” she commented, looking down at the box.

Truth be told, she wanted see Rory with him.

Even though she liked the two children and was close to them previously, there was always a sense of distance. But now that she learned they were hers; there was no way she could stop herself from worrying.

Turning away, Cayden found a sink where he washed his hands and asked, “In that case, how are you going to explain to your boss?”

Avery remained silent, for she couldn't afford to pay for them.

Even though the cost of the products was low, her boss intended to sell them at a high price, taking advantage of whoever he could.

Therefore, he would definitely base the compensation on the full retail price.

Looking at her reflection in the mirror, Cayden pushed out some soap from the dispenser and instructed, “Come over and take my wallet. After you pay for it and tie up loose ends, we'll pick up Rory together.”

His words stunned Avery.

When he was almost done washing his hands, he added in a deep voice, “I'm going to leave you here if you keep dawdling.”

Speechless, Avery didn't dare hesitate a second longer. She walked up to him and reached into the pocket of his pants. After rummaging around, she felt something hard between his legs and asked, “Your wallet...”

“It's in the pocket of my jacket.” Since his hands were still wet, Cayden straightened his body to allow her access to it.

D*mn it, all this touching is causing me to be aroused again.

Standing in front of Cayden's tall figure and taking in his musky scent, Avery finally retrieved the wallet from his jacket.

On it, she could still feel the residual warmth from when both of them were hugging each other intimately on the couch.

“If there's not enough cash, swipe my card. Just don't waste time with anyone else.” Cayden looked down at her.

He had noticed how obsessively possessive he could be, to the extent of being unable to tolerate her speaking to any other man longer than necessary.

In response, Avery lowered her head. “Okay.”

Just when she was about to leave with his wallet in hand, she turned around, intending to ask him what the pin for his card was. When their eyes met, he seemed to be able to read her mind. “The pin is the children's birthday.”

Avery caught her breath.

Hugging the box, she poured all of its contents out before tabulating their cost while making her way through the corridor.

When the crowd in the private room saw Avery leave, they sent the young man who poured her some water earlier to check out the situation.

Walking over, the man moved the screens away and scrutinized the surroundings.

Upon noticing that the tap at the wash basin had been used, he figured someone had washed their hands or some other body part with it.