Female NovelThe driver shuddered and remarked with a grin, “That’s a fine establishment. They say it’s heaven. on earth.”
Rena smiled.
Silently seated in the backseat, she glanced sideways at the traffic and neon lights outside, quietly tallying the days…
Two months had elapsed since the one-year deadline she had set with Waylen.
Time flew by….
When the black car halted at the club’s entrance, Roscoe had already assisted Waylen in exiting the premises.
Observing that Waylen wasn’t excessively inebriated, Rena discerned his train of thought. In a gentle tone, she instructed the driver, “Please assist Mr. Fowler into the car.”
The driver had deduced the circumstances between them. “Miss Gordon, you are truly magnanimous.”
Rena smiled again..
The driver and Roscoe aided Waylen into the car.
Once Waylen settled inside, the vehicle’s atmosphere became suffused with masculinity, mingling with the scent of alcohol and a hint of pine, an unexpectedly alluring combination.
Rena turned her head slightly and posed a light question, “Why did you indulge in such excessive drinking?”
Waylen leaned back against the seat.
He extended his hand, loosening his tie and unbuttoning two buttons… Following his alcohol consumption, Waylen’s complexion flushed, lending him a captivating allure.
Aware of the driver’s presence, Rena grew concerned that his actions might compromise his dignity if he continued unbuttoning his shirt. She swiftly grasped his hand and urged, “Even if you feel uncomfortable, you should change once we arrive home.”Contents belong to NovelDrama.Org
Waylen halted and turned to face her.
Rena smiled, redirecting his attention forward.
With a slight closing of his eyes, Waylen seemed to be resting, his intoxicated state feigned. However, after approximately ten minutes, he emitted a soft sigh. “Rena, don’t be so cold towards me.
The driver cleared his throat discreetly.
Rena had no choice but to feign ignorance.
Half an hour later, the car came to a stop at Waylen’s villa. Rena assisted him in exiting the vehicle and instructed the driver to depart.
Clearly, Waylen was consumed by his infatuation for her.
He simply desired to see her.
Rena guided him to the living room, settling him into a seat, before heading to the kitchen to prepare a sobering cup of tea. On one hand, he needed it, and on the other hand, she wanted to avoid direct interaction with him…