t was obvious that there was some hidden lust in Julian’s eyes.
Willow felt frustrated. She had had no intention of seeing him again. Jeffrey was supposed to handle everything about their divorce.
She tried closing the door. However, Julian was faster and stopped the door with his foot. Then, he made his way through the front door easily.
As soon as the door clicked shut, Willow was immediately enveloped in Julian’s arms.
Julian held her by her slim waist and kept pressing her against himself. Then, he started kissing her feverishly and desperately.
Willow was completely unable to break free from his hold. So, they just continued kissing and struggling like that, eventually
making their way to the living room couch.
This was the first time Julian had ever behaved like this.
Even the bright lights and Willow’s gentle voice couldn’t get Julian to snap out of it. It wasn’t until he finally saw the reddish mole
on her waist that he finally let up a little. 1
He was breathing heavily as he forced himself to calm down. His warm lips brushed against Willow’s earlobe as he said in a low,
hoarse voice, “You like me, don’t you?”
Willow froze.
She liked him.
She had always liked him since she was 20 years old. Julian knew about it, but he’d never asked her straight away like this. Now
that he suddenly brought it up, Willow just thought that there had to be something wrong with him. Of course, she’d never admit
to such an embarrassing thing.
Since she refused to squeak, Julian pressed her farther into the cushions, wanting to touch home base.
They continued struggling on the couch. Willow eventually grabbed Julian’s short black hair and gasped, saying, “Calm down,
Julian. It’s not my ovulation period. You can’t pop a baby in me no matter how hard you try.”
Hearing this, Julian immediately lifted his eyes to look at her.
His gaze was dark and he stared at her for a long time. Willow had a pretty face with dainty facial features, and now, her damp hair was scattered against the brown, coffee–colored couch. The men’s shirt she’d been wearing was also half–dangling off her
body, barely even covering her in any way.
She was supposed to be looking very sexy and sultry now, with the ability to seduce anyone she wanted. However, Julian’s eyes simply turned red.
He reached forward and gently touched her belly. It was soft yet flat.
Willow raised her head slightly. Then, she repeated herself. “Julian Ziegler, I’m not in my ovulation period now.”
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voice was low and scratchy as she said, “You can take over my 20% share of the company as long as I get to take the dividends.
“You know how much I sacrificed these four years for you, so you also know very well that I’m worth all these at the very least.”
“You are. But I won’t give it to you,” Julian replied, his eyes dark and his gaze mysterious.
Willow lowered her gaze to look at herself. Then, she reached forward and wrapped her arms around Julian’s neck, pressing her
body against him. “If you sign this, I’ll let you sleep with me once. I think you need it now.”
Julian frowned. “Who taught you such things?”
Willow just chuckled self–deprecatingly and said, “Julian Ziegler, I think that it’s not too bad if I slept with you for money. I’d gone through so much pain and suffering in the past, and look where it got me. You kicked me out of Nebula Group.
“It would have been so much better if I’d just slept with you for money from the start.”
Julian turned over and sat up. He took out a cigarette from his coat pocket and lit it up.
He rarely ever smoked indoors. His frustration was too obvious.
Willow felt frustrated as well. Julian remained on her couch without moving. And while she was in a bedraggled state of undress,
he was still in his full outfit, looking prim and proper, with his coat still on!
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