Immediately, Lily Bennett added her blind date with a stranger to her schedule. She took advantage of her free time to rest so that her face would look fresher the next day. Emily Hayes arranged a meeting for Lily and insisted she put on makeup before leaving the house, as Lily was usually quite lazy about that. Moreover, Emily even drove Lily to the café herself before heading back home. After adjusting her outfit, Lily walked into the café, feeling the cool air conditioning as she finally took off her coat, revealing a sexy off-shoulder black dress underneath.
The server led her to table number three by the window, where she could see the bustling street and the scenery outside. Since this was Lily’s first blind date, she couldn’t help but feel a bit anxious. She glanced down at her form-fitting dress, reassured that it looked good, and then sat quietly waiting, occasionally peering out the window to see if she might catch sight of the man she was supposed to meet.
“Hello.” A pleasant voice, slightly familiar, came from behind her.
Lily turned her head, and the man standing in front of her left her completely stunned.
Maxwell Thornton?! How could it possibly be him?
Lily showed no signs of joy upon seeing her “old acquaintance.” Instead, her beautiful face bore a complicated expression, as if she had been constipated for years. Noticing Lily’s wide eyes, Maxwell could decipher the unspoken words on her face. The left cheek said, “Why is it you?” and the right cheek asked, “Where is the man I was supposed to meet?”
“Are you the woman here for a blind date? And you’re waiting for someone named Ha Anh Quan, right?” Maxwell stood seriously, narrowing his eyes dangerously at Lily.
Involuntarily, Lily nodded. “Yes, how do you know that name?”
If she had known that the blind date arranged by Emily would be Maxwell, she would have rather died than come. But clearly, the man’s last name was Ha, not Thornton!
Maxwell didn’t answer but took a seat opposite her. As Lily turned to get up and leave, he reached out and grabbed her wrist, pulling her back down. His long fingers wrapped around her delicate wrist, and the warmth of his palm against her skin made Lily shiver. The sharp features of the man were magnified up close, and Lily suddenly felt as though she were sitting on a pile of burning coals that could ignite an entire forest. Maxwell lifted her chin gently, carefully examining her face, lightly made up yet still highlighting the beauty of her youthful features.
“You… wore makeup?” The man raised an eyebrow, his low voice entering Lily’s ears, sounding both surprised and incredulous.
Lily frowned, feeling uncomfortable under his intense gaze, and lifted her hand to push away the one holding her chin. She awkwardly looked elsewhere, clearly signaling, “I have nothing to do with the man sitting in front of me.” But at that moment, she felt a strange sensation akin to being “caught in the act” under his piercing eyes. Shaking her head to rid herself of those odd thoughts, she confidently turned to Maxwell.
“Mr. Thornton, let go of my hand!”
His dark eyes stared at her, now laced with a hint of melancholy, and his tone deepened significantly.
“Today, you look beautiful.” Why didn’t you wear makeup when you came to my house? Now you’re all dressed up and looking seductive for someone else! You disrespect me but value the person you’re about to meet?
“Thank you, you flatter me.”
Lily genuinely didn’t care about what Maxwell was thinking. It was just a light touch of makeup; she didn’t think she looked that great. Was he complimenting her or mocking her? Pushing aside the handsome gaze directed at her, Lily glared back at Maxwell.
“What’s it to you if I’m on a date? I can marry whoever I want; it has nothing to do with you! So why are you here? If you keep sitting there, the person I’m meeting won’t be able to sit!”
Suddenly, Maxwell grabbed Lily’s wrist and pulled her toward him. “Then let me show you how this relates to me!”
Maxwell held Lily’s hand as he stood up, wrapping his arm around her and walking toward the hallway. He pressed the elevator button for the top floor of the café. Lily struggled to escape his grasp but was unexpectedly pressed against the elevator door.
“Maxwell, you—”
Before Lily could finish her words of protest, Maxwell’s tall body leaned in, and his soft lips claimed hers, stealing away all her breath.
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Before Lily Bennett could understand what was happening, Maxwell Thornton had already swept her out of the elevator. This coffee shop belonged to him. The entire top floor was used as a lounge for guests. Moreover, the exclusive elevator was only accessible to the owner. An indifferent man carrying a girl out of the elevator made even the new staff, who had never seen the owner, hesitate to approach. They passed by, almost feeling the oppressive aura emanating from this man.
Perhaps it was because Lily had never paid attention to Maxwell's words that he was this angry. The tense expression on Thornton Chairman's face resembled a bowstring pulled taut, ready to release at any moment and strike its target. Lily understood this principle and wanted to apologize, but it seemed too late; she was thrown onto the large, soft bed behind her.
Before Lily could utter a word, the man leaned down, his long, lean body enveloping hers. One hand of Maxwell propped himself up while the other pinched her chin, his cool lips covering her crimson ones. Although his actions seemed a bit rough, the kiss was incredibly gentle, meticulous in every detail, as if he aimed to conquer her completely with his actions. Lily had no choice. Resistance? How could she, when at that moment, the man's warm tongue skillfully slid past her pristine teeth, stealing all the sweet breath from her lips.
Lily was instantly intoxicated by the passion and allure of this man; his masculine scent and domineering actions made her dizzy, her heart racing uncontrollably.
Eventually, she unconsciously closed her eyes, surrendering to the enticing kiss of the man. In a daze, his large hand slowly caressed her slender waist, moving up and down with each passing moment. Parting her lips with lingering reluctance, his deep voice brushed against her ear, making her heart race even faster. Her body seemed to instinctively respond to his every movement. The man's long legs tightly wrapped around her, his strong hands imprisoning her within his embrace, and his dark, bottomless gaze glowed with an insatiable desire...
As emotions surged within her, Lily instinctively curled her fingers, feeling as if she had touched something large and hot through the fabric of his trousers. She quickly withdrew her hand in shock.
The handsome man's face reddened, his hot, masculine breath enveloping Lily's flushed cheeks, intensifying as he invaded her senses, leaving her mind in a chaotic whirl. His hand continued to slip under her clothing, but it encountered an obstacle.
Unbeknownst to him, Lily's delicate, fair hand had instinctively pressed against his chest, trying to shield her sensitive areas from his touch. Maxwell grasped her soft hand that was covering her chest, feeling the buttons of her shirt firmly secured beneath his palm.
The curtains in the room had been drawn long ago, creating an increasingly hazy and intoxicating atmosphere. The man's towering figure pressed down more forcefully, his thin lips slightly parted.
“Lily, help me take off my shirt.”
His warm, enticing lips carried the bitter-sweet taste of the coffee he had just consumed, making the moment even more lingering. After his words reached her ears, he leaned in close, licking the delicate curve of her ear. The gentle caress startled Lily, feeling as if struck by lightning. Without waiting for her to think, Maxwell directly captured her words in his mouth, possessively inhaling the slightly labored breath of Lily.
He had only intended to taste the sweetness of her kiss and to intimidate this stubborn doctor, teaching her a lesson so she wouldn’t dare to claim he had issues with his virility again. But he didn't know why, as soon as his lips touched hers, he couldn't pull away; it was as if he wanted more, deeper, wishing to devour all the sweetness from those soft lips. As their kiss reached its peak, Maxwell found himself unable to stop, instinctively surrendering to the primal desires igniting within him.
His hand ripped away the thin fabric wrapping around Lily's body without hesitation. He even forgot her special identity as the daughter of Gregory Bennett, a prominent competitor in the business world. But so what? Aside from an unclear encounter six years ago with a woman in a bar, Maxwell had never felt so eager to share a bed with someone he didn’t love.
A sudden chill swept over Lily’s body, momentarily clearing her head.
“Maxwell, please don’t…”
Her soft voice, lacking any suppression or plea, instead resonated low and gentle, almost like a moan. It sounded so inviting, it became an irresistible temptation for Maxwell Thornton.
“Maxwell…” Lily called out to him, lost in a haze.
“You can also call me darling, or hubby.” His deep, seductive voice murmured from Lily's collarbone.
He let his large hand caress the faint stretch marks on her lower belly, a mix of jealousy and displeasure fueling his fervent kisses and licks.
Maxwell was not a conservative man who insisted that women must be pure, free of any past relationships with other men. But he held his own pride as a successful individual. If Lily had a history before, it wouldn’t be an obstacle; however, if she was still entangled with another man besides him, straddling two boats, he could not accept that.
A woman's loyalty was a fundamental and crucial demand for a man. But as he thought of the fact that she had actually given birth to another man’s child, that realization expanded the possessiveness in his heart. Unlike the gentle seduction just a moment ago, the man’s facade shattered in an instant, revealing a wolf-like nature, sharp and fierce, ready to conquer its prey. This was the true nature of this man, ultimately devouring all resistance that Lily hadn't even had a chance to put up, leaving behind only their entwined bodies, heated and passionate...
As the night wore on, the dimly lit room filled with the soft sounds of the bed rocking, accompanied by the rapid breaths and pleasure-filled moans of both the man and the woman. The man, like a hungry wolf, exuded a primal lust, his sturdy body and muscular arms holding tightly onto the bare form of the woman beneath him.
Maxwell gasped, "I... want you..."
Lily covered her mouth with her hand to suppress her moans that would otherwise embarrass her, “Mmm… don’t… I… can’t take it… ah… mmm…”
But her words only spurred the man on, driving him to tighten his grip even more, as he finished their passionate encounter with all his strength. Trembling all over, Maxwell collapsed onto Lily, marking her skin with red imprints of his hands. Her toes curled, and Lily clutched the rumpled sheets, her body writhing in the ecstasy that rendered her unable to maintain her usual self-sufficiency, surrendering completely to the pleasure they shared, entwined and rolling together through the night...
Maxwell lay atop Lily like glue, unwilling to stop, unable to stop. Dr. Bennett had finally been proven wrong by Thornton Chairman, confirming that he was neither impotent nor had any issues with his virility. Although the cost was perhaps a bit too much, it was undeniably wonderful.