Overwhelmed by the Billionaire’s Persistent Pursuit

Chapter 281: "Candy, what was that?" Bettina yawned as she asked. Candice thought Milton was about to speak when she saw his lips part slightly. She quickly covered his mouth and replied to Bettina, "It was nothing. You must have heard wrong. I'll go wait for the locksmith now. See you later at the firm." With that, she hung up immediately. She then withdrew her hand, moved her legs, and shuffled to the bedside, keeping some distance from Milton. It was too shocking! Why had she woken up with a man sleeping beside her? She quickly checked her clothes and found them still intact.

"What happened? Didn't you promise you wouldn't do anything to me?" Candice snapped angrily. At that moment, Milton hadn't fully woken and was still dazed. In fact, he hadn't expected to fall asleep beside her when all he wanted was to look at her face more closely. He must have been exhausted. He held her instinctively while sleeping and had a good night's rest. He couldn't remember the last time he had slept so soundly. Disappointed to have to wake up, he opened his charming eyes and looked at her playfully. "What do you think I've done?" he asked cheekily.

Candice bit her lip and replied, "You said you wouldn't touch me." Suddenly, Milton turned over and pinned her under his body. "Candy, don't accuse me of something I didn't do." He bent his leg and pressed it against her most intimate area. "This is what touching means, understand?" he whispered in her ear. Candice was in shock, unable to think for a moment. The only thing she could hear was Milton's low, alluring voice echoing in her ears. Fresh updates available at ɢ@lnσνeℓs․com "Do you want to give it a try?

I have to do what you claimed I did so you won't falsely accuse me, right?" At those words, Candice's face flushed completely. Under Milton's domineering presence, her heart raced. She knew she couldn't continue like this. Summoning all her willpower, Candice pushed him away and sat up. She quickly got off the bed and ran as fast as she could. Seeing the clothes Milton had asked someone to send on the sofa, she grabbed them and rushed into the bathroom. It took her only a minute to change. After getting dressed, Candice opened the door and hurried out of the apartment.

She slammed the door behind her, feeling relieved to have escaped the tense situation. Coincidentally, the locksmith arrived at that moment. . . .