Chapter 22
At this moment, Celine lay beneath Adam. Her long, jet-black hair spilled like a waterfall across the bright red sheets of their marital bed, which had been personally arranged by Adam's grandmother. The crimson fabric highlighted her fair, luminous skin, creating a sensual scene. He began imagining if she were lying like this under another man, she'd… Adam clenched his fist tightly. He wanted to explain that he had sent an antidote to her last night, not a man. But the words were stuck in his throat.
Celine looked up at him and said coldly "Get off".
However, Adam didn't budge.
Celine began to struggle. The thought of him bringing Carly to Westwood Villa last night made her recoil at any physical contact with him.
"Adam, get off me! You were already with Carly last night! Gosh, did you even clean yourself after?" Adam didn't answer. His hands pinned both of hers to the bed, and his voice dropped to a stern warning "Celine, stop moving!"
Of course, Celine had no intention of listening. She only struggled harder beneath him. Her defiance reminded Adam of her teasing from the night before, when she clung to him, her soft lips exploring him.
That memory ignited a spark of desire that darkened his eyes.
Celine noticed the change immediately. She froze, her wide eyes staring at him in shock. "Are you having feelings for me?"
Adam cursed under his breath, quickly releasing her and sitting up.
"I'm not!"
Celine sat up as well.
Adam Interrupted with a sharp look. He said "Celine, all this anger is just because I spent last night with Carly and not with you?" What are you thinking? Did you actually believe I would touch you?
Celine's face went pale. His words were a slap in the face, humiliating her deeply. So the feeling she thought she noticed earlier was just her own delusion. There was no way he would feel anything for her.
As she stood up, Celine retorted, If that's the case, then don't concern yourself with the type of men choose to spend time with! Adam's face darkened.
"You!"
Sensing his anger only made Celine smile. She said let me know when you're ready to finalize the divorce. Until then, you can do whatever you want, and so will I.
Well each play our own.
As she spoke, her clear, expressive eyes drifted to Adam's thin lips.
Oh, and maybe work on your kissing skills when you have the time. Do you even know how to kiss, Mr. Alvarez? With that, she turned and walked out, leaving him behind.
Adam remained seated on the bed, his broad chest rising and falling with heavy breaths.
A storm of unexplainable anger and gloom engulfed him, casting a shadow over his entire being. That damned woman! What was wrong with his kissing skills? Why did she keep bringing it up? Adam let out a sarcastic laugh, realizing her tactic. It was all a ploy to provoke him into kissing her again, just like her earlier insinuations about his masculinity. Her tricks hadn't changed at all He reminded himself that a woman like Celine shallow, beautiful, but without substance wasn't his type. The fact that he had felt desire for her twice was nothing more than a reflection of his normal male instincts.
At that moment, his phone rang The melodic ringtone broke the tense silence. It was Carly, Adam adjusted his expression and answered.
Hey, Carly.
Her cheerful voice immediately came through.
Adam, come to the bar quickly! Nathan just got back from abroad.
Did you forget to throw him a welcome party?
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