My Dad Please Come 207

Chapter 207

Stanley lifted his gaze, and there she was-a figure so delicate it seemed untouched by the dust of the world. Wendy had arrived.

His thin lips pressed together in a tight line. "What are you doing here? Who told you to come?"

Wendy stepped into the living room, closing the distance between them until she stood right in front of him.

"Zayn!" Stanley called out, his voice sharp. "Zayn, where's the girl I told you to prepare? Why isn't she here yet?"

Silence.

No one answered him.

Wendy remained quiet as well.

Stanley tugged at the collar of his shirt, his frustration evident.

"Get out," he snapped at her.

Wendy lowered her long, delicate lashes and met his gaze. "Fine. I'll leave, then."

She turned on her heel and started to walk away.

The next moment, a large, well-defined hand shot out, gripping her slender arm with force. A low, gritted voice, dark with irritation, rang out. "Wendy!"

contain it, her

lashes fluttering as she looked at him

yanked her toward him, and her petite frame tumbled onto his solid thighs. His body burned like molten lava, the effects

now.

turned bloodshot, and

lips seeking hers.

slightly in his embrace, a hint of

Never been with

flickering flames of desire, the mask of the composed, mature

he always think of her as someone with a messy personal

why he treated

her red lip, her frustration bubbling over. She raised her hand, aiming to slap his

wrist in mid-air, his grip firm. With a swift motion, he pushed her down onto the sofa, his large, heated frame pinning her beneath

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you? Try slapping me again, and

she would dare to

beneath him. "Let go of

wrist, but his hands moved to the buttons of her clothes, intent

I

at her waist. She gripped it tightly, ready to press it

man. He knocked the needle from her

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