Mister Alpha's Secret Wife

Chapter 12:

"With her qualifications, she doesn’t need to seduce anyone," Louis said in a deep voice.

He disliked hearing people speak ill of her behind her back. No one but him had the right to bully her.

"What’s so great about her anyway? Just because she’s well-educated? Higher education doesn’t necessarily make a person valuable," Wendy scoffed, dismissing the idea.

Dominic, who happened to be nearby, tipped back his glass of red wine and drank it all in one go, then said with a hint of mockery, "Everyone goes to school, but how many people can get a structural engineering PhD by 22?"

"In this construction industry, you don’t often see someone become famous abroad by the age of 25."

After saying this, Dominic poured himself another glass, ignoring the fact that Wendy’s face had turned dark.

Louis frowned, thinking that Cersei’s popularity was quite good.

As Cersei came out of the restroom, she bumped into Louis in the hallway.

When she saw Louis, she instinctively wanted to avoid him.

"Stop right there!" Louis commanded in a low voice.

Cersei paused, thinking, *Did I do something to upset Alpha Louis?*

"Why are you running?"

"Who’s running?"

"You see me and immediately try to hide."

"Director Duong, you’re so popular, everyone loves you. Why would anyone run away when they see you?" Cersei smiled brightly.

Her smile was dazzling, almost too bright.

Louis hated when women smiled like that.

Because back then, Cersei Nhi had also smiled so beautifully.

A smile that concealed malice.

"Stop doing that."

Cersei raised an eyebrow, "Director Duong, are you trying to manage the Indian Ocean and now want to take over the Pacific Ocean too? You’re stretching yourself too thin."

You can control whatever you want, but you don’t get to control me.

Two voices came from behind, and with quick reflexes, Louis pulled Cersei into a secluded spot where fewer people passed by.

"What are you doing?"

"About to eat you!" Louis snorted, his words throwing Cersei off balance.

Cersei fell silent.

Alpha Duong was truly twisted.

The secluded spot was cramped, forcing their bodies to be pressed close together.

He was wearing Dior Fahrenheit, her favorite scent, and his breath enveloped her.

She was trapped in his chest, and she could hear her own heart pounding.

She could feel his muscles.

They were strong and firm.

Cersei suddenly blushed.

In her memory, this was the first time she had been this close to a man.

"Let me go," Cersei said in frustration.

Louis pressed his lips together; even in the dark, he could sense her rapid heartbeat, and she had a faint natural fragrance.

The blending of their scents made the air around them incredibly suggestive.

Suddenly, Louis had the urge to kiss her.

For so many years, he hadn’t kissed any woman, except that night with Cersei Nhi.

This was the second time he desired a woman so intensely, wanting to kiss her lips.

Why was his heart set on her?

Suddenly, a playful, suggestive noise echoed—two people kissing passionately as they made their way into the secluded area.

Cersei’s eyes widened.

Louis reacted quickly, pulling her further back into the corner, where a potted plant offered some cover. Nearby was a door leading to a storage room, currently locked.

“No, someone might come here…”

“No worries, no one’s coming, they’re all busy out front.”

...

The man was in a hurry, and Cersei heard the sound of a zipper, followed by the couple’s moans.

She anxiously gripped Louis’s shirt.

She recognized them—they were colleagues from her design department, and the woman was married.

An affair?

Seriously, what are they thinking?

Why come here of all places?

This is a disaster.

Ms. Martell never imagined she would witness such a scene.

The ambiguous sounds of the couple continued, making Cersei feel parched.

Suddenly, Louis pulled her tightly against his chest, and she could hear his restrained breathing.

He was aroused, and she could feel his hardness pressing against her lower abdomen.

Oh no...

She felt like she was going crazy.

Is everyone in this world just a bunch of animals in heat?

Louis’s hands began to roam over her body, and Cersei didn’t dare make a sound.

He pinned her against the wall, his gaze locking onto hers.

In the darkness, their eyes met, filled with unrestrained desire.

Cersei suddenly felt a twinge of fear.

Louis was all or nothing. When he did something, he went all the way. He leaned in and kissed her on the lips.

Cersei was startled—Louis, have you lost your mind?

She tried to push him away, but he caught her hands and took the opportunity to push her mouth open, invading with force.

His kiss was domineering and possessive.

He sucked at her sweetness as if it were a dessert he couldn’t get enough of.

Cersei’s heart pounded like a drum.

So sweet.

Even sweeter than he had imagined.

He was addicted to the kiss, knowing that Cersei wouldn’t make a sound. He lifted her, pressing her even closer to his body.

Rubbing, igniting the flames.