Chapter54 Taking Her to Mr. Knight's Birthday Party
This time, besides extreme fear, Linnea felt mostly indignation.
Caius was like a frantic wolf, right outside Selah's villa, in broad daylight, where people could walk by at any moment... he just forcefully bit her!
Linnea desperately squeezed her legs together, blocking the large hand that reached for her inner thigh. She reached back and dug her nails into his body and arm. "Let go! Get off me... mmph!"
Tears streamed down her face, and she couldn't cry out for a moment.
Because Caius's palm covered one of her cheeks. His fingers pried open Linnea's teeth and stabbed into her mouth. "You're too loud, Linnea. You don't want Selah and her staff to find out, do you?"
"Luckily, I'm generous and kind. I can help silence you."
Linnea tried to speak, instinctively taking a breath, which turned into a suckling motion on his fingers.
The overtly sexual act made Caius sigh in satisfaction.
While vigorously manipulating his hand inside her mouth, he expertly pulled down the zipper of her skirt at the waist, using his coat for cover, and slipped his hand inside.
His finger roots brushed against a sticky wetness. Caius inhaled the unique scent on her neck and mumbled:
"Linnea, you should be grateful for your fragrance. Otherwise, I'd probably be furious over your secrecy right now and do something to hurt you..."
Linnea had to start begging for mercy. But it was useless.
Caius assaulted her from above and below, making her thighs feel increasingly weak and her voice break with sobs.
Finally, when Caius decided to let her go, she broke down and cried loudly. "You are insane! I clearly did nothing wrong, why are you being so awful?"
"It's not because you did anything wrong. It's just that I've never been someone who likes safety or being conservative. You're the same, aren't you? In stimulating situations, your reactions are always especially lovable and wild."
Linnea fiercely pushed him away and collapsed against the wall. "...I really regret getting involved with you! You beast!"
"Thanks for the compliment." Caius smiled, cupping her backside to lift her and pull her into his arms. "Isn't the ground dirty? You're wearing a skirt, and there's nothing underneath the hem right now... But since you've been disciplined this time, I can temporarily let go of your lie."
He tried to wipe away Linnea's tears. Linnea angrily turned her head away.
...My God, why was Caius acting like a gentleman?
He only went crazy because he was painfully hard and desperately needed a sex toy to relieve himself!
Now that he was satisfied, he was back to pretending to be a gentleman!
She was furious and couldn't help but provoke him. "Biting my neck and molesting me outside, is this all you ever have up your sleeve? I'm already bored with your predictable foreplay..."
"The same few tricks every time?" Caius was amused. "It sounds like my kitten is actively asking me for more excitement... then I urgently need to think of some more stimulating methods."
He genuinely pretended to contemplate for a moment.
Only when Linnea complained, her legs trembling, that standing was too tiring, did he finally smile and say:
"How about I take you to Brock Knight's birthday party?"
"...Huh?"
It was this again!
He wanted to force her to interact with Vivienne, and even the whole family she hated?
And this also meant she had to reveal her true identity in front of those people—not some stripper, but a distinguished graduate of Laurentian University and the CEO Assistant at Thorne Group headquarters.
Thinking of this, Linnea felt uneasy. A more serious concern occurred to her.
She wasn't sure if her current ability was enough to handle that family of monsters.
If only she could refuse...
"You said you wouldn't mess with me anymore," Linnea attempted to argue.
"This isn't meaningless messing around; it's a form of punishment."
"Also... did you forget? I said I would punish you the last time you were tangled up with Soren. You didn't think crying and letting me screw you once would make me forget it, did you?"
Linnea threw caution to the wind. She gasped,
"I absolutely will not agree this time!"
But her firm stance couldn't sway Caius. He refused her again and coldly questioned her. "You are the CEO Assistant at Thorne Group headquarters. Didn't you memorize your job description when you were hired? Since when do you have the right to refuse an exclusive task assigned by the CEO?"
He was using work regulations to shut her up? Linnea felt suffocated with frustration!
When he was having sex with her, he called her his kitten and mistress, but now that he was done, he started talking about "CEO Assistant"? Men really are creatures who think with their lower bodies!
Silent for a few seconds, she suddenly softened her voice:
"Caius, what are you saying... We aren't just that kind of relationship."
Linnea took the opportunity to fall into the back seat, tugging his tie, pulling him down onto her. Her small, kitten-like strength couldn't control him, but Caius still indulged her, kneeling on one knee on the seat and trapping her against the car's rear.
His Adam's apple bobbed slightly. "Not just 'that'? How will you prove it to me?"
Linnea looped her arms around his neck, her fingertips pressing on his throbbing veins, and offered him her kiss.
Caius accepted gladly but still challenged, "Does this prove it?"
"You're not satisfied?"
"Not satisfied."
So hard to please!
Linnea was furious enough to scream at him internally, but outwardly, she maintained her deliberately flattering expression. She reached out, running her hand under Caius's coat and shirt. Through the thin fabric, she stroked his chest and abs, moving lower until she reached his vein-covered lower abdomen...
She briefly glanced outside the car window. The driver was hiding under a tree not far away.
She couldn't help but pause. "Caius... is this okay now?"
"A little lower." Caius said in a coaxing tone. "Touch it."
Having gone this far, Linnea was unwilling to give up now.
Caius casually unbuttoned two buttons. Underneath, her soft, boneless hand touched the area below his belt.
That piece of fabric instantly swelled.
She forced herself to keep moving, using the slender fingers skilled at playing the piano to tease that vigorous spot.
Caius chuckled softly. "You're really trying hard to escape punishment."
He looked down at Linnea, seeing the position where her chest was pressed tightly against the fabric. He said thoughtfully, "Should I help you too?"
In the end, Caius's erection remained hard.
And just as Linnea's chest was painfully swollen, and some non-existent fluid was about to burst forth,
Caius suddenly curled his lips into a wicked smile:
"I don't recall promising that your efforts would definitely be rewarded in this matter, do I? Did you think you could use seduction to escape going to Brock Knight's birthday party?"
"No matter what—I told you, you have no right to refuse."