I become a SheEO After Dirvorce

Chapter 785 The Little Mermaid

Takes the Bait The door opened, and a hand reached out from the darkness to grip her wrist. She was pulled into the room, and the door quickly closed. “Lin… Mmm…” Before she could speak, the person kissed her lips.

He took the pillow from her hands and tossed it onto the bed before hooking his arms around her legs and lifting her. He carried her toward the large bed… Zayla’s face flushed, and her neck turned red. “I thought you were going to be a gentleman.”

He laid her down on the soft bed and pressed down on her. His slender fingers clasped her jaw. “Didn’t you tell me that you couldn’t slip out or pick the lock?

“What you’re doing now seems no different from them.” His wide palm clasped her slender waist, and her pajamas were soon tossed into a corner of the bed.

He laughed and kissed her lips again. The tip of his nose pressed against hers. “I didn’t slip out or pick the lock. “You can’t accuse me of that. “I was just fishing.”

A warm breath tickled her cheeks. When Zayla heard the word “fishing,” she felt weird. Her long, curled eyelashes trembled slightly, and a flicker of confusion lit up in her eyes.

He smiled wickedly and raised the corners of his lips. “My little mermaid takes the bait.” Zayla did a doubletake. But his palm moved up to cover her mouth. She let out a surprised exclamation but it was muffled by his hand.

While she could still think clearly, she realized that he had deliberately posted that tweet for her to see it. He had been waiting for her to take the bait. She had thought that he was having trouble sleeping in an unfamiliar environment.

Boohoo!

Why did this man have so many tricks up his sleeve? Soon, her thoughts were scattered as she was placed on top of him. “Move on your own. “Do it, baby.”

Then she could no longer think straight. His seductive voice guided her step by step. There was no escape. The sky grew brighter, and snow piled up outside. In his arms, she drifted off to sleep.

A peaceful slumber was interrupted by the ring of a cell phone. Lincoln furrowed his brows and rejected the call. “Who was it?” Zayla struggled to open her eyes. Her voice was sleepy and weak.

She was tired and could barely muster the strength to speak. She fell limply into his arms and managed to squeeze out the question with great effort. This text is property of Nô/velD/rama.Org.

He felt distressed and angry because the phone call had woken her up. He kissed her forehead and said gently, “Just a spam call.” Zayla wasn’t suspicious. She nodded slightly and fell back asleep in his arms. Suddenly, the screen of her phone lit up. Lincoln frowned slightly. His intuition told him this wasn’t good.

He unlocked her phone and saw a multimedia message. After clicking on it, he found horrific clips and pictures accompanied by bloody handwriting of a threat. Heh… He deleted the message and looked at the woman in his arms. After she fell asleep, he let go of her slowly, afraid of waking her up.

Then he walked toward the window. Instead of calling back, he opened the address book and made another call. was only six o’clock in the morning. When the call connected, Lincoln’s angry voice rang out. “Keep your sister in check!”