Female NovelAs the door opened, Rena entered to find, “Waylen seated behind his desk, speaking on the phone. Today, he donned a three-piece formal suit, exuding an air of nobility tinged with allure.
The second secretary blinked, observing how Waylen had recently paid particular attention to his appearance.
While he had always been attractive, his current allure and radiance surpassed his previous self.
The secretary admired his appearance momentarily before heading off to prepare coffee.
Waylen’s gaze fixed on Rena as he concluded his call. “That’s settled then. I’ve got to go. I have a client here.”Contents belong to NovelDrama.Org
With that, he hung up the phone and gestured for Rena to take a seat.
Rena settled herself on the single leather sofa in front of the French window. A small coffee table adorned with several photo frames stood before her. Most of the frames displayed pictures of Waylen in the courtroom, capturing moments of his successful legal endeavors.
Rena’s eyes suddenly narrowed.
One frame, positioned in the center, held a photograph of her playing the piano in Waylen’s apartment.
Memories flooded Rena’s mind as she recalled that significant day—the day she and Waylen had shared their first intimate encounter. It was after that encounter that he gifted her a piano worth tens of millions of dollars, an expression of his love. In those moments, she had accepted his affection with a shy demeanor.
But in the end, that love had proven to be empty and meaningless.
Turning her face away, Rena averted her gaze from the photograph.
Waylen emerged from behind his desk and gracefully took a seat on the sofa opposite her. Following her line of sight, he picked up the photo frame and whispered softly, “You don’t have many photos left. After careful consideration, I still believe this one is the best. We can capture more moments in the future. Once we take wedding photos, we’ll display them alongside this one.”
He chuckled, adding, “That way, every female client will know I have a wife, saving me a lot of trouble.”
Rena responded lightly, “There won’t be any wedding photos.”
Waylen smile, unruffled by her words. At he moment, his secondary secretary arrived with the coffee, dissipating the tension in the room.
Waylen convayed something to his secretary.
She left with a smile, discreetly closing the door behind her.
Waylen picked up his coffee, taking a sip before placing it back on the table. He gazed at Rena intently and then said softly, “Rena, you know what I want. I possess fame and power—why should I assist others, unless it’s for you to come back to me?”
‘As he uttered those words, his eyes remained fixed on her, full of desire.
They had shared numerous intimate moments before, and simply sitting in front of her now reignited his desires.
Rena understood the intent behind his gaze.
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He merely wanted to engage in physical intimacy with her.
With a faint smile on her lips, Rena lowered her eyes, her voice trembling.
“Waylen, don’t you just want to sleep with me? I can fulfill that desire. How much do you want?”
Waylen remained motionless, his gaze still fixed upon her.
After a lengthy silence, he spoke up in a hoarse voice. “Rena, is that truly how you perceive me? Do you believe that all I want is to sleep with you?”
A pallor washed over Rena’s face.
Waylen smiled gently, and his voice tender as he said, “What I want is to spend the rest of my life with you.”