Midnight Bride The CEO's Temptation

Chapter 116 - 116: Had She Always Regarded Him?

"Shouldn't I obtain a return?" He asked quietly close to her ear, then he pulled her into an embrace, her back to his front, and kissed her hair.

A return? What does he want this time?

Was he thinking about retaking her? Wasn't it enough yesterday?

Her waist was still aching! This devil really made her felt annoyed by the way he treated her.

Was he a perpetual motion machine? He did that almost every day… And they were now in his office!

As Dylan pressed Savannah closer into his arms, Savannah subconsciously raised her knee up and kneed him in his vital part!

"Oh..." Dylan felt a surge of pain before he could say something!

Fuck! Was this woman going to kill her man? Does she really hated him so much and wanted to hurt him this way?

He doubled up with the pain and sat back on the sofa.

Savannah stayed for a moment and hurried forward, "Are you okay? Sorry…I didn't mean to… I thought... "

"You thought I was going to have you in the office? I am not that beast to do something inside my office in broad daylight," Dylan said roughly.

Shit, the strength was great in her leg! He almost fainted now.

She nodded embarrassedly. "Hmm."

"I just want you to treat me to dinner, yet you quickly move to hurt my vital part," He laughed in his exasperation,

"A meal?" Savannah was stunned. She was so ashamed when she misunderstood him and did hurt him.

The return he said, referred to a meal?

Then he suffered the pain for nothing.

"What would you like to eat?" She bit her lip, embarrassed, and quickly added, "By the way, my money was all given to Alban and the other two uncles. I don't have much money, and I can't afford it if you want a big meal…"

He was speechless and felt funny, and his eyes softened.

Did she really promise to invite him to dinner and plan to pay for it herself? Dylan wanted to laugh hysterically while absorbing what she said. "How can a man like him who earned a million dollars a day would allow a woman to pay for his meal?

This little woman was too straightforward.

Didn't she know she was Sterling's woman? As his woman, she never spent his money but was prepared to pay the bill herself?

Had she always disregarded him?

"I want you to cook me a home-cooked meal. Don't ask Judy for help. Tonight, when I get home, you must already prepare a good dinner for us," Dylan said softly.

A home-cooked meal? Savannah froze for a moment.

To be honest, cooking dinner at home might be more difficult for her than inviting him out to dinner. She wanted to refuse him because she never used to cook.

When she lived in her uncle's house, Norah always asked her to work and cook. She had learned how to cook, but with a little cooking talent, the food she prepared was so terrible that even Norah gave up the idea.

Later, when her uncle and aunt did not allow her to study, she began to work as an advertising model and seldom returned home. She preferred snacks and take-out.

She was indeed a layman when it came to cooking.

Dylan, seeing her hesitate, frowned, "Why, not? Are you going to refuse me? look, it's just a simple reward that I've asked from you,"

"Well. Alright." Savannah quickly agreed lest the man should come up with another bad idea.

After receiving the assignment, she sighed with relief and was about to leave. "Wait," Dylan stopped her and asked doubtfully, "where is the bodyguard? I asked him to follow you."

"Well…" Savannah's heart flew to her mouth again, "I wanted to talk to you alone, so I asked him to wait for me downstairs lest he should disturb us."

Her words were so sickening that she made herself flesh crawl, but Dylan seemed to be pleased. He narrowed her eyes and said nothing. Dylan quickly pulled her, and she landed on his lap. His arms quickly snaked around her waist, "I want another reward. This one!"

His lips claimed her mouth that was slightly opened, and before she could push him, Dylan's strongly trapped her hands while his lips deepened his kiss. They both gasping for air when Dylan released her.

"You! I really hate you!" she screamed.

Dylan just gave her a teasing smile and said, "Whatever! You forget that you're my woman and we have an agreement,"

She glared at him and quickly stood up and left his office. Dylan was satisfied with his little woman's childish behavior. He returned to his table, and his mood was changed. He didn't expect her to visit him suddenly.

***

Before Savannah left the company, she passed the lobby and saw Miller, who had just finished packing and had been fired.

Miller, followed by two security guards, was holding a big box, walking out of the building with a dull look. Her eyes shone with hope when she saw Savannah. She paused and then frantically escaped from security, coming to Savannah, "Ms. Schultz, I was wrong! It's all my fault! Please, help me to ask Mr. Sterling for a favor, I want to stay! I won't make any more mistakes, and I dare not fight against you!"

Sterling Group was the most influential company in LA, and it was pretty much a dead-end if she left here. Sterling fired her. No one would dare to hire her.

Savannah looked quietly at Miller, who was pitiful and hateful. "I'm sorry, Mr. Sterling decided to fire you. It's no use pleading to me."

"Why? You're Mr. Sterling's…" Miller swallowed her words when she remembered that Mr. Sterling did not allow her to speak of their relationship. She grasped Savannah's arm anxiously, "Anyway, Mr. Sterling will agree if you can plead for me!"

"Why should I plead for you? I remember I had given you a chance, but you didn't take it seriously." Savannah frowned and threw off Miller's hand.

Miller stumbled and fell to the ground, her box in her arms spread all over the floor. Her eyes became red with anger when she saw Savannah would not help her.