Chapter 666

Chapter 666:
Suddenly, a rush of heat surged through his body, and his self-control wavered.
“Damn it! You’re asking for it!”
With wide eyes, Candice watched as his tall, muscular figure hovered above her.
“Are you out of your mind? We’re in a garage. Let go of me! No, stay away!”
She flailed her arms, but her attempts to push him away were futile against his strength. She couldn’t push him off at all.
She dared not scream, fearing someone might overhear.
All in all, he had a firm grasp on her feelings.
In the confined space, the atmosphere thickened with tension. Amidst this, a voice of reason in Milton’s head urgently reminded him of an important detail.
Damn! He didn’t have any condoms. He had to ensure contraception, as the doctor had repeatedly emphasized that she couldn’t get pregnant within six months and needed time to recover.
But now, it was nearly impossible for him to pull away.
He panted heavily next to her ear. “No, we can’t do this here. You need to help me.”
Candice, dazed and at his mercy, looked at him blankly. Only now did he realize they couldn’t do this here? Wasn’t it a bit late for that?
She didn’t understand what he was implying. What did he expect her to do? All she knew was that he was guiding her hand downward.
It took them quite a while to get out of the car.
Milton had reserved a VIP room in a Japanese restaurant.
The restaurant wasn’t large, but it had a stellar reputation in Ploville. The ingredients were unique and fresh, flown in daily, and prepared by traditional artisans.
The room was adorned with delicate Japanese decor. The view from the window, featuring stones, a stone pavilion, and ground lamps, exuded an exotic charm.
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Milton reclined against the cushion leisurely, looking relaxed and content. He elegantly flipped through the menu.
As for Candice, she had sequestered herself in the bathroom, not daring to emerge. It was quite a situation.
How could he have made her do that?
She placed her hands on the basin, her flushed face reflected in the mirror. She wore a form-fitting black dress that accentuated her voluptuous figure. Paired with black stockings and stilettos, she looked enticing and alluring.
She turned on the tap and scrubbed her hands vigorously. She lathered them with soap multiple times but still felt she couldn’t rid herself of his scent.
Damn it! She had never engaged in such a mortifying act in her life. It was utter madness.
The more she thought about it, the more flustered she became. She yearned to vanish from the face of the earth.
She stayed in the bathroom for what felt like an eternity.
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