Spoiled by the CEO after amnesia!-Chapter 648 - 628: Adorable Enough to Melt His Soul
He freed one hand and lifted a corner of his robe, revealing his neckline with beautifully contoured lines.
On his bronze skin were a mix of green and red scratches.
There were delicate bite marks and fingernail scratches...
The culprit could be no other - it was her.
Her face turned red; at first last night, he had been too rough, and she had no choice but to pinch and bite him.
At the time, she didn’t think she was using that much force, but the marks turned out to be quite obvious.
"With the mess you’ve made of me, how am I supposed to face anyone? Go to the bathroom and apply medicine for me," he said coldly.
She didn’t want to admit she was wrong, wrapping her arms around his neck and muttering, "If you hadn’t hurt me, I wouldn’t have pinched you."
He had not touched her for years.
Last night, she was so innocent it was almost like the first time, nothing like a woman who had had a child.
Just a little bit of force would make her scream in pain, and even cry with her little face all red, as if being tortured.
It was her who had seduced him first, stoked the fire, yet the situation seemed as though he was forcing her.
In the end, he had to clench his teeth and steel his heart to enjoy her.
As he thought of last night’s scene of her beneath him in pleasure, he felt a burning desire and could no longer wait, hastening his pace towards the bathroom.
...
The first rays of light at dawn penetrated the presidential suite’s bedroom.
Huo Zhenyang was already dressed, adjusting his collar in front of the mirror.
A night of relentless passion had not exhausted him; on the contrary, it had added a triumphant, spirited glow to his demeanor.
The man in the mirror, with his tall stature and long legs, thick eyebrows and deep eyes, chiseled handsome sideburns, and the sheen at the corner of his thin lips, was enigmatic.
On the soft, big bed, the little woman still in the sweet grip of sleep turned over, startling him.
With a peripheral glance, his eyes suddenly flared with intensity.
Jiayi slept restlessly, sprawling on the bed, her delicate arms wrapped around a soft pillow; the thin blanket he’d covered her with had already slipped halfway off during her tossing, exposing her snowy white back like a priceless piece of suet jade, impossible to look away from.
And this piece of suet jade was a treasure belonging solely to him.
The desire that had just settled rose again.
Huo Zhenyang walked over, raised his hand, and redraped the blanket over her.
His fingertips unintentionally grazed her jade back, causing the sleeping little woman to unconsciously furrow her delicate brows.
In her dreams, she was unaware that a beast, not yet fully sated, lay in wait beside her, pouting her tender lips and muttering in her sleep.
Her sleeping visage was so adorable it melted his soul.
For him, she did not need to feign seduction or act coquettishly.
Her very existence was a temptation to him.
He restrained himself time and time again, barely extinguishing the flames that sought to reignite, before standing and walking toward the exit of the presidential suite’s bedroom.
As he passed the study, his step slowed for half a beat, his handsome face turned, his gaze casually sweeping inside for a moment, and then he left.
In the outermost living room, George was already waiting. Seeing Huo Zhenyang emerge, he stood up: "Boss is up. We can go down now."
The wedding at the hotel went on for three days.
During those three days, all invited guests were provided with food, lodging, and entertainment in the hotel, everything taken care of by the Huo Family.
As the man of the house, he obviously needed to mingle and personally entertain daily at the hotel.
Huo Zhenyang had no intention of leaving, his gaze indifferent, "George."
Seeing that he seemed to have something on his mind, George quickly asked, "Does the Boss have any orders?"
"The servant at the door of the presidential suite last night, call him in." His words were measured, both distant and chilly, like the thin fog of an early morning yet to lift.
George didn’t ask for reasons; he quickly stepped out and summoned the servant.
"Last night, it was you who guarded the suite door and handed the room card to Mrs. Huo, wasn’t it?" Huo Zhenyang said indifferently.
The servant nodded, "Yes, Mr. Huo."
"Besides Mrs. Huo, did anyone else enter the suite?"
"After Mrs. Huo took the room card, she asked me to leave. I didn’t notice anything, but..."
"Speak."
"As I was leaving, I saw the elevator door open, and a young man in a silver-grey suit came up to this floor and walked towards the presidential suite. The entire Shengjing was booked by Mr. Huo, so there were no other guests. I thought that the gentleman must also be a wedding guest."
A shadow flickered in Huo Zhenyang’s eyes.
George quickly surmised something as well, handed a tip to the servant, "You may go."
"Thank you, Mr. Huo!" The servant joyfully accepted the tip and left.
Turning to the Boss, George lowered his voice, "Even if Mr. Nie met with the young madam last night, it’s probably nothing, perhaps just a farewell."
"Where is Nie Yixiao, he must have left the hotel by now."
"Yes, it seems he left last night."
Huo Zhenyang’s mind was practically made up, his expression turned frosty, "Take my personal computer to the assistant and have it checked. See if anyone has tampered with it."
George immediately shivered, his complexion changing, "Is the Boss suspecting that Mr. Nie..."
"Go." Just one word, but it was laden with an intense sense of foreboding.
**
When Jiayi climbed out of bed again, it was already light outside.
She glanced to her side, finding that the man was no longer there, likely having risen early.
The disorder on the bed and carpet from last night had been tidied away.
The air carried the scent of clean fragrance, clearly someone had been asked to clean up. 𝗳𝐫𝚎𝗲𝚠𝚎𝗯𝕟𝐨𝘃𝚎𝗹.𝗰𝗼𝗺
Not far away, on a coffee table, there was also a breakfast laid out.
In the bathroom before dawn, he insisted on taking her twice again, once in the bathtub and once in front of the washbasin mirror...
Until she was gasping for breath, barely able to lift her head, did that damned man reluctantly let her go, cleaned them both up, dressed in home clothes, and carried her back to the bedroom.
By then, the sky had started to whiten.
The moment she touched the high bed and the soft pillows, she couldn’t take it anymore, her eyelids fighting a battle, and she forcefully pushed away the man who was trying to snuggle up to her again, turning over, she went to her rendezvous with the God of Sleep.
She hopped out of bed and went to the bathroom to wash up. As soon as she had changed her clothes, Auntie Li came in.
Taking one look at the radiant Jiayi, cheeks glowing rosily, and eyes seeming to shimmer with moisture, like flower buds nourished by rainwater, Auntie Li chuckled, "The young madam is awake."
Jiayi, feeling a bit embarrassed by Auntie Li’s laughter, blurted out, "Where is the young master?"
Auntie Li answered, "The young master is at the hotel continuing to entertain the guests. He asked me to tell you to have breakfast, and after you’re done, Ade will drive you and the young master back to the villa. The young master likely will stay at the hotel to entertain guests for a few days before returning."
She replied with an ’Oh,’ and her tender cheeks involuntarily twitched.
Perhaps it was for this reason that the man had been insatiable from last night until this morning, desperately wanting her.
Was he trying to get an advance on the portion he wouldn’t get for the next three days?
