Chapter 186
Grace could barely stand when she left the estate. When she got back to her car, she flipped open the mirror. As expected, her neck was covered in love bites.
She collapsed in her seat. The sunset streaming through the windshield snapped her back to reality. Back in that dark room, she was so drawn to his pleasant voice that she’d been totally under his spell.
She massaged her temples. They hadn’t gone all the way, but honestly, what was the difference at this point? She sighed, feeling disheveled in places she didn’t want to think about, and her face flushed.
She wondered what kind of wild things she had done before. At least the trip wasn’t for nothing-the man she had been tracking, Brent, was now lying in her backseat. She needed some time to pull herself together before driving away.
Back in that massive room she had left, everything remained dark. While rubbing the wetness between his fingers, the man’s eyes grew darker as he sat in silence. He then got up and strode to a nearby cabinet.
Despite the darkness, he navigated the room like he knew every inch by heart. After slipping on a silver mask, he made his way to a transparent viewing box overlooking a fighting pit.
This fighting pit belonged to ultra-wealthy people. They watched humans battling each other, humans facing off against wild beasts, and even animals fighting animals.
The man in the silver mask was the true owner behind this entire estate. Several others stood in the box, exchanging meaningful glances with each other.
He seemed pleased, though he didn’t show it openly. After all, the deadly air around him had noticeably diminished. Everyone wondered what those marks on his neck were.
They looked like wild cat scratches. But this fighting pit only housed vicious beasts, not the kind that would leave such suggestive marks on a human’s skin. Had someone actually made it to his bed?
But that was impossible. Everyone knew he was waiting for a specific woman, yet no one knew who she was.
It was just that one day, he had suddenly reserved the entire Hudson River Hotel -which was the prettiest hotel in town-and arranged the most romantic fireworks display ever seen. But she never showed, and he waited there all night long.
Maybe she was someone he couldn’t forget, while to her, he was just a fleeting moment. But later, he said it didn’t matter anymore since she had someone else in her heart. Throughout it all, the woman remained completely anonymous.
One of his men approached cautiously and asked with a saccharine tone, “Boss, have you finally decided to move on with someone new?”
His lips curved into a slight smirk as he propped his head on one hand. “She doesn’t remember him anymore.”
That was why she came back-because she had forgotten about that person.
His staff felt a twinge of sympathy. This woman really had him wrapped around her finger with her mind games. “Did you manage to see her just now?” “We kissed.”
“That’s great news.”
“Yeah.”
It might have been just a short conversation, but back then, he would never answer such questions.
His emotions would become unreadable when he wanted to hide something. And whenever he caught feelings for someone, he would bury them so deep he probably convinced even himself they weren’t there.