A SECOND CHANCE IN LOVE

CHAPTER 14

It was not a kiss.

It was a punishment.

Kiran's wide hand held her waist tightly and his other hand was wrapped on the back of her neck as Vanessa's senses were overwhelmed by fierce, almost violent, hungry kisses...

He deepened the kiss, plunging his tongue into hers. Feeling sullen about being trapped by his body, she bit his tongue.

The taste of blood spread between them.

Kiran drew back until Vanessa could feel his burning gaze.

"Are you challenging me, now?"

Uh...

But he didn't wait for her reply, and he began to kiss her again, this time even more intensely than before. His cool hands slid down to her hips, her thigh... Vanessa put her hands on his chest to push him back, but he did not budge at all.

The more she struggled, the more his kisses became aggressive, as if he wanted to silence her protests with his mouth. The taste of blood quickly bloomed between their entwined mouths.

When Kiran finally released her, she was panting almost out of breath and she's a bit dizzy and the hand that pushing Kiran away was clutching closer instead. If she didn't hold onto something, Vanessa was sure her knees would not be able to support her anymore.

Kiran lowered his gaze, suppressing his groan. His body burning with lust. His whole life, he prided himself on the fact that he had never lost control, which gave him the ability to choose the best logical decisions for the company. What other people thought, what his family thought, what his choices would make other people think of him...none of it mattered.

Only with this girl... when he is with her, that he couldn't control his primal instincts. He wanted to devour her. He wanted to touch her. To dominate her. And it's frightening him.

Vanessa yelped as Kiran scooped her into his arms and dropped her into the bed. Noticing that he quickly walked away, Vanessa heaved a sigh of relief.

Maybe he was going to go home now?

However, he did not seem to be walking towards the door...

Confused, Vanessa asked, "Where are you going?"

Glancing back at the girl on the bed, his throat dried up. Her face was flushed, her eyes wide and doe-like. She wore a large, baggy shirt, and her slightly damp hair fell on her shoulders. Her lips were still swollen from the kiss, and her shorts showed off her slender, white legs.

Feeling suffocated, he reached up to roughly loosen his tie.

Kiran did not look back at her anymore as he said coldly, "Shower."

Then he went inside the bathroom and closed the door with a hard thud.

Vanessa blinked her eyes. Speechless.

Umm. But he didn't bring any clothes with him, right?

Feeling a dark foreboding, Vanessa got up from the bed and dug out some of her brother's stuff from her closet.

She had brought them here to the apartment for sentimentality since no sane person would want to wear anything of her brother's because he had very peculiar tastes.

After he abruptly left, most of his things had been taken care of by Vanessa. It was only a few pieces of clothing that she kept; the rest, she had already thrown away.

She finally found his clothes on the bottom of her closet. She had brought it in the first place to hold onto something of her brother's just in case she got lonely and missed him, but this sense of nostalgia never happened. That's why she completely forgot about their existence until now.

A Hawaiian shirt and a pair of spandex shorts... Vanessa gulped and tried searching for something that Kiran might agree to wear, but what she found only became worse.

Unicorn onesie pajamas...

"Brother, why..." Vanessa sobbed. Do you know how much your sister is suffering right now?

As she looked over at the two different pieces of clothing in her hand, Vanessa knew that Kiran would rather wear the Hawaiian shirt and the spandex. He would probably be in a bad mood and become upset, but he would still be able to tolerate it. The unicorn pajamas, on the other hand...

Suddenly, a crafty look passed over Vanessa's expression.

Curling her lip, she stuffed the Hawaiian shirt and the spandex back inside her closet.

That bastard's dignity?

Why should she care for that?

At the same time, the bathroom door opened, and Kiran walked out with steam around his body. His hair was still dripping, and water droplets fell on his chest. He had a towel wrapped around his waist, and the light coming from the bathroom outlined his slender stature and tapered waist.

Vanessa blushed. She spun around with her back facing the half-naked man.

"Kiran, did you bring any clothes with you?"

A bit pleased seeing the girl's reaction, Kiran was in a rather good mood.

"No, I did not."

He had already realized the problem after he went inside the bathroom. But with the way his body was burning, it was either a shower or doing something that was better done after the wedding. He had already texted his assistant to bring him a change of clothes, but he wanted to tease this blushing fiancée of his a little.

"If that's the case..." Vanessa pointed at the clothing she had tossed on the bed without looking. "You can wear those."

Kiran followed the direction of where her finger was pointing, and his face quickly became stiff.

Everyone who knew him understood that he usually wore clothes in neutral colors, and preferred a low-key style over the gaudy and the outlandish. He had never once tried flaunting his wealth because he didn't need to.

Kiran understood that this girl had also known this, but had deliberately given him 'that' anyway.

The unicorn onesie pajamas had white stars printed all over it, and was a mixture of pink and blue. A yellow horn protruded from the top of its hood, along with a pair of floppy ears.

With an unreadable expression, Kiran slowly picked it up from the bed.

Then a rainbow-colored tail swung from the back, almost taunting him.

His eyebrows twitched.

"What is this...thing?"

Kiran frowned, his expression getting darker and darker.

Any single one of his employees would have immediately recognized it as his 'extremely displeased' face. It was a sign that a proposal was going to be rejected, someone was going to be fired, and the executive meeting was about to end in a bloodbath.

"Isn't it obvious?" Vanessa raised an eyebrow. "It's pajamas' for you to wear."

Kiran turned back his attention towards the so-called 'pajamas'. He looked at it disdainfully, before throwing it back on the bed.

"Do you have anything normal for me to wear?"

Hearing the obvious disgust in his tone, Vanessa was slightly enjoying herself.

"No. If you don't want to strut naked all over the apartment, you can only wear that."

Since she still had her back turned to him, she didn't know that he had already moved closer to her until he finally wrapped his arms around her from behind.

He dropped his chin onto her shoulder, his breath heating the skin of her neck as he spoke.

"I'm okay strutting naked."

Vanessa could feel the warmth of his chest on her back, and the wetness of his hair that he hadn't yet dried. She cursed violently in her heart.

Oh, why had she dared to challenge this god?

Now her plan had backfired!

Just as Vanessa was about to kneel and beg for forgiveness from this cruel demon, there was a knock on her door.

Vanessa breathed a sigh of relief.

The corner of Kiran's mouth tilted upwards. Without saying a word, he headed straight towards the door.

Assistant Chester was about to knock again when it finally opened, showing his half-naked boss. The words died in his throat, and he could only hand over the folded clothes speechlessly.

Only a few people knew of CEO Lauder's engagement to Vanessa Ford, and as his assistant, Chester was one of them.

He also knew that his boss would visit Miss Ford in her apartment a couple of times a week, but this was his first time seeing the boss naked. Although a lot of girls lusted over him, Kiran knew that the boss had never paid any attention to them and that the only two girls in his life were Miss Vanessa and his childhood friend, Miss Riana.

Those who did not know of the engagement had even speculated that the CEO was gay since he never seemed interested in women.

But seeing the boss half-naked now, they could only be...doing that, right?

Kiran did not care for his assistant's dumbfounded expression and simply took the clothes from him. Without a word of thanks, he closed the door on Chester's face. But he did not mind. He was bursting with curiosity, but he knew better than to spread gossip about his boss.

Those who got on the bad side of his boss will immediately die a dog's death in the time it took an incense stick to burn.

Shaking his head, he could only secretly wonder what was going on inside that small apartment.

Feeling giddy and excited, Chester silently cheered in his mind, Boss, fighting!

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