When Henry looked back, Evelyn knew she had caused trouble. Her eyes became teary, carefully watching Henry.
"Could you not leave?"
Evelyn silently withdrew her feet, only to be stopped midway by Henry's warm hand.
Henry stared at her, his voice hoarse, "Evelyn, do you know what you're doing?"
After being forced for four years in the previous life, Evelyn couldn't not know what this hoarse and suppressed voice meant.
She whispered, "I know..."
Her head lowered, revealing a clear view of her pink profile.
Henry's heart trembled fiercely.
Is she blushing?
Immediately, he vetoed the thought.
Evelyn hated him, found him disgusting, wanted him to stay away at all times, even hoped he would disappear forever.
Henry's expression turned cold. "What are you playing at again..." A trick!
Before he could finish his sentence, Evelyn shifted along the washstand, using all her strength to loop her legs around his waist.
She grabbed his loosely tied tie, lift her head.
"I said, don't leave."
Evelyn's eyes sparkled, a pair of captivating eyes, exuding a mesmerizing charm.
Henry's throat tightened, his expression softened.
Evelyn was satisfied with his reaction. Stretching out, she didn't even care if she could maintain balance, wrapping her slender arms around Henry's neck.
Henry's hands instinctively gripped her plump buttocks, savoring the firm yet soft texture beneath his fingers. The sensation was undeniably pleasurable, prompting an involuntary squeeze. Unable to resist the temptation, he curled his lips, pulled her closer.
A surge of passion overwhelming him as he passionately pressed his lips against hers in a fervent kiss.
He gently lifted her, cradling her in his arms, and carried her back to the bed. His robust physique pressed against hers as he lowered her onto the soft mattress. His right hand moved with deliberate slowness, sensually caressing her @mple chest, igniting a fiery response from her. His mouth, consumed by desire, greedily explored that specific spot, leaving a trail of heated kisses.
Evelyn, unable to contain herself, let out an involuntary moan. .
But...
"Henry, I'm exhausted," Evelyn spoke abruptly at the crucial moment. Henry froze momentarily, but quickly responded. He rolled over, considerately covering her with the blanket.
Evelyn understood-Henry was still the same as before, unable to resist any of her requests.
'What did the women who liked Henry in my previous life called me?'
Yes, seductress.
So let it be . Forcing to be gentle and elegant for a lifetime only leads to a miserable end.
In this lifetime, she would become a seductress-a temptress crafted specifically to allure Henry.
Thinking this, Evelyn fell asleep.
Henry looked at his already e*rect manhood, smiling indulgently and helplessly, even if he is on the verge of an explosive release.
***
Evelyn was awakened by her phone's ringing.
At this time, the only person looking for her would be her scheming younger sister, Mia, the one who had orchestrated her entire life.
Fasting and cutting wrists were tactics Mia had "kindly" taught her.
Evelyn remembered that Mia had given her a knife, claiming it was special and would only leave a fake wound when used for self-harm-a scare tactic to manipulate Henry.
Feeling the pain in her wrist, she got up and retrieved the knife, smiling as she replied to Mia's message.
If anyone were present, they would have noticed how sinister Evelyn's smile was.
After receiving Mia's reply, Evelyn changed into a nightgown and lazily lay back on the bed.
In her previous life, Mia and William's manipulation had left a deep mark on her. This time, she was determined to make them understand what is blood debts and retribution.
***
Henry sat in his study, his gaze unfocused, clearly not focused on his work.
His assistant, David Mills, sighed and took out a delicate diamond crown from a toolbox.
"Boss, the gift you ordered for Madam last month has arrived. "
Henry glanced at it, thinking about the unexpected intimacy with Evelyn in the bedroom. His tense nerves gradually eased, and a hint of a smile appeared in his eyes.
"Take it to her."
Saying that, Henry stood up. "I'll bring it to her myself."
Walking towards Evelyn's bedroom with the crown, they turned a corner and saw Mia entering Evelyn's room in high heels.
Henry stopped, and the air around them instantly dropped to freezing.
Allowing Mia to enter and leave the villa freely was Evelyn's demand. It was ironic that even the house staff knew Mia was just a messenger between Evelyn and William.
Just suffered grievances, and now she couldn't wait to tell that man about it?
Henry sneered, "Throw the things away."
David shrugged, watching Henry's determined back, and discreetly put away the crown.