Ethan was momentarily stunned.
The scent of Samantha's unique fragrance filled the air between them. His breath suddenly became erratic, and his heartbeat accelerated.
Samantha nibbled on his thin lips, murmuring indistinctly, "You may not say it, but I know you care about me."
"Who cares..." Ethan began to speak, but Samantha didn't give him a chance to deny; she sealed his lips again.
Ethan froze, as if struck by lightning, unable to resist.
Seeing his lack of response, Samantha boldly cupped his face, brought her red lips to his ear, and whispered in a voice only they could hear, "I heard your office has a lounge?"
While asking, her eyes roamed around the office.
Soon, her gaze settled on the door next to the bookshelf.
Ethan's eyes narrowed suddenly, emitting a dangerous aura.
"What do you want?" he questioned.
"What do I want?" Samantha giggled, "Of course, I want to do what adults do..."
As she spoke, she pushed him against the bookshelf, and before he could react, she kissed his thin lips, whispering, "We both get what we want, right now I need you..."
As her words trailed off, her hands had already turned the lock on the lounge door.
Two hours later.
Ethan, facing away from the bed, was getting dressed.
Samantha took out her phone and recorded a short video of him dressing.
This time, she didn't do it sneakily like the last time; instead, she raised her phone openly, asking, "I recorded a video, hope you don't mind?"
In a good mood, Ethan, in a rare jesting tone, replied, "Am I dressed?"
Samantha laughed, "Of course, you're my man. How could I let others see you undressed?"
Hearing the words 'my man,' Ethan's eyes almost overflowed with a smile.
He was in a very pleasant mood.
He strode to the bedside, bent down, and placed a kiss on her forehead, teasing, "This time, are you satisfied with my performance?"
Samantha's face instantly blushed at the playful remark.
She shyly pounded his chest and said, "You’re shameless..."
The sweet and alluring voice was accompanied by a hint of huskiness that could make one's face blush and heart race.
"Rest well!" Ethan, sweeping away the gloom of the past few days, chuckled softly and left the lounge in contentment.
After Ethan left, the rosy glow on Samantha's face instantly vanished, and the smile on her face disappeared without a trace.
Expressionless, she sent the video to Suzy.
At this moment, Suzy had just left the Stanton residence.
Her face beamed with satisfaction.
After skillfully persuading the Stanton matriarch, she finally secured an opportunity to design a birthday necklace for Miss Lena.
The Stanton was deeply involved in politics. The family head was the current mayor, and the eldest son held the position of secretary-general. If she could successfully clinch the Stanton project, it would allow the Miller family to enter the political arena, advantageous for future development.
Under no circumstances would she allow Samantha to have a chance to climb into the Stanton.
Just as she reveled in her success, her phone rang.
Opening the message, she found an anonymous video.
In the video, Ethan was bare-chested, taking out a neatly folded set of clothes from the wardrobe. He looked affectionately at the person recording the video. His slender fingers leisurely buttoned up his shirt.
The video was cleverly shot.
Not only did it capture the scattered clothes on the floor but also revealed the red flush on Ethan's face and the love bites on his neck.
Suzy's mind seemed to explode with a thunderous sound, and her small face instantly turned pale, as if soaked in icy water, sending chills to her bones.
Even if she were foolish, she could understand what Ethan had just done.
In ordinary times, he treated her with disdain. He wouldn't even glance at her directly.
Despite all her attempts to seduce him, she only received his cold ridicule.
And now, he actually...
Surveying the surroundings, it didn't seem like a hotel, nor did it resemble the bedrooms at Chelsea Creek.
Where is Ethan? Who is the woman seducing him?
Suzy's blood boiled with anger.
Still recovering from the shock of the video, another message from Samantha came through.
[Dear Sister, do you know where this is? This is the lounge in Ethan's CEO office.]
Dear Sister?
Is it Samantha?
The woman with Ethan is Samantha?
Realizing this, Suzy immediately dialed a number.
The call was answered immediately.
From the other end came Samantha's low, husky voice, “Hey, Sister...”
Two simple words, filled with lingering ambiguity.
Suzy's jealousy spiraled into madness.
“Samantha, you despicable person, how dare you seduce my man?”
Samantha chuckled, “You shamelessly stole my design drafts and accused me of plagiarism. Why wouldn't I dare to seduce your man? I learned all this from you, my dear sister.”
Suzy trembled with anger, wanting to scold Samantha, she couldn't find the words.
Amid a thousand words, she could only manage to squeeze out, “You despicable person, I won't let this go.”
Seemingly unprovoked, Samantha coldly remarked, “To be honest, I don't care about career and reputation. As long as I can marry Ethan, why would I need those empty accolades? If you want it, its all yours!'
Having said that, without waiting for Suzy to respond, she preemptively hung up the call.
“Ah...!”
Suzy, unable to endure any longer, broke down and screamed without caring about her image.
Imagining Samantha lying on the bed in Ethan's lounge at this very moment, she lost her sanity, driving like a maniac towards Emperor Group.
After hanging up the phone, Samantha put away her phone and struggled to get up from the bed.
Rumors have it that Ethan Steele stays away from women.
It's all nonsense.
When she put on her clothes and came out of the lounge, Ethan was sitting upright behind the desk, attentively dealing with business on his laptop.
She tiptoed and quietly approached him from behind.
Ethan glanced at her from the corner of his eye, and a pleasing curve involuntarily appeared at the corner of his mouth.
Samantha embraced his neck from behind and kissed his face, "When are you getting off work?"
Without turning his head, Ethan asked, "What's the matter?"
Samantha pouted, complaining, "I'm hungry, and I want you to accompany me to grab something to eat."
"Now?"
Ethan glanced at the time on the computer. It was just a little after four in the afternoon.
Samantha coquettishly pouted, her face not turning red as she said, "I'm really hungry! After such a big workout just now, aren't you hungry too?"
Unintentionally, the scene from a moment ago floated into Ethan's mind. A hint of amusement appeared in his eyes.
Seeing him not speaking, Samantha continued to act cute, "Come on, come on, accompany me to grab something to eat... please."
Unable to resist her, Ethan reluctantly agreed.
Samantha happily hooked her arm around his, and as they left the office, they ran into Jade at the door.
Deliberately avoiding Jade's surprised gaze, she smiled and said, "I'm going out to eat with your boss. If someone comes looking for him, just tell the truth."
After saying that, without looking back, she entered the elevator.
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