Chapter 25
Latrina stood in front of the elevator, looking at her reflection on the elevator doors. She smoothed her hair and tilted her head a bit.
But Gerhart suddenly showed up next to her, his little tilted head resting right on her shoulder.
Damn it!
She got so scared that she quickly stood up straight and looked at his reflection on the elevator door.
Gerhart tilted his head and looked at her.
“Mr. Crowley, why are you here…” Latrina.
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Was this the back–to–work syndrome? Felt like she was back at the company, in that scene where they met in front of the elevator doors. “Gerhart,” she quickly corrected herself.
Show you around.” He actually seemed calm.
It was hard to get away from his gaze, but he actually followed her. Didn’t he have anything better to do?
Weren’t presidents always super busy? He even looked down these past couple of days, like he was worried about something. And now he still had the mood to hang out with her?
Ding-
The elevator door opened.
Gerhart went in first and pressed the button for the third floor. Latrina stood next to him. The whole closed space was filled with that faint sandalwood scent from him. She didn’t even dare to breathe, feeling like she was going to drown in his smell.
The elevator arrived.
The third floor was a big study, like a library. Further in, there was a big desk about five or six meters long, and it was covered with stuff for writing and drawing.
A bit further ahead was a cozy little balcony, with its own special charm.
“Wow…”
She gave a barely noticeable gasp, afraid he’d think she was a country bumpkin.
Gerhart glanced sideways at her and gave a small smile, “I heard you’re really good at drawing.”
“Just so–so.” Latrina didn’t dare say she was awesome.
She used to spend two summers abroad with Sierra and Sevyn. Sevyn taught her to draw every day. She was quick–witted and learned everything fast, which made Sevyn really happy.
Later, except for doing sketches, whenever she had no inspiration, she was painting oil paintings.
The air was awkward, and they walked like strangers.
“How about you?” Latrina and he walked awkwardly among the bookshelves, already not sure why they even came here.
“Not really good at it.” Gerhart.
That’s surprising. She always heard Sevyn brag that his son could do anything and learned super fast. Except for the EQ, nothing else was really
hard for him.
Latrina chuckled and thought, “Finally, there’s something I can match him at.”
“Can you teach me?” Gerhart.
Latrina was stunned for a moment. Was this just trying to make conversation?
There was no way ahead, so she turned around to go back, but Gerhart just stood there without moving.
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There was only about one and a half meters between the bookshelves. Gerhart stood in the middle. Latrina wanted to say something but stopped, hoping he would move so she could get out, but he just stared straight at Latrina.
Helpless, Latrina could only quietly pretend to grab a book from the shelf and flip through it.
Wow, she just opened it and saw a book called “Sexology.”
“…” She quickly closed it and stuffed it back.
She could hear Gerhart’s soft laugh.
She really couldn’t stand this vibe, and even with her toes Latrina could figure out what he wanted to do in this state.
“Gerhart, you…”
“Still wanted to kiss you.” he said.
Was today a must–visit–family day? Or was today some special day?
Latrina felt like she was on fire, her ears and cheeks were burning red, her palms were all sweaty, even her toes felt hot.
Her little hand was clenched tight, her thumb pressing hard on her index finger, and the finger kept turning pale.
She thought, “Dead man, if you wanna kiss, just kiss. Don’t make such a big deal out of it.
“In moments like this, being all noble just won’t work.”
Gerhart was backlit, so she couldn’t see his expression. His perfect features were hidden in the light.
Latrina was completely covered by his dark, looming figure, and every little move she made was seen clearly by him.
He lifted his long legs and walked toward her.
Latrina took an awkward step back, but her hand was gently held.
“Try it. If you feel uncomfortable, you can stop anytime,” he said.
Wasn’t the gentleman at this point even more of a thug than the actual thugs?
She was silent for a while before she finally forced out that word.
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“Okay… The stubborn little thing still wouldn’t admit it, couldn’t even say no.
She thought, “Wait, should I close my eyes now? Or wait a bit?
‘Help!”
Latrina swallowed hard and felt like she was suffocating. She just felt
She got so scared that she grabbed his big hand tight.
a big hand covering her cheek.
‘Don’t be nervous, just relax.” His voice was gentle, more gentle than ever before, not cold like it used to be.
Latrina took big breaths, and his breathing got closer and closer.
He dosed his eyes.
Latrina also quickly closed her eyes.
Their foreheads touched each other.
It hadn’t even started yet, and Latrína was already unsteady on her feet, her legs weak. Her other hand, not knowing where to go, couldn’t help grabbing the front of his shirt.
She could feel his big hand brushing over her cheek, from her cheek to her ear, then to her neck.
His hand slid into her soft hair, slowly holding the back of her head, making her look up, and Gerhart leaned down and pressed his hot lips to
hers.
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“Um…”
Latrina felt sparks shoot through her, her body going weak as she held onto his shirt for dear life.
Luckily, Gerhart hurried to grab her around the waist, or else she would have collapsed to the ground.
She felt shy about her soft, needy voice and buried her head in his chest.
“Heh…” He was laughing!
Gerhart pressed his lips together, the corners of his mouth couldn’t help but turn up, and his big hand couldn’t help but touch her head. He held
her even tighter.
At some point, the air got quiet again, and you could hear a pin drop on the whole third floor.
She felt the burning heat slowly leave, Gerhart’s dark figure pressed down again, and his breath hit Latrina’s face.
The air was instantly filled with their scents, a light fragrance and sandalwood blending together.
His kiss came down again.
atrina had her hands on his chest, holding onto his shirt out of habit.
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The burning lips were covered again.
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She tried hard not to make a sound, but there was a muffled moan by her ear that she found addictive.
It was Gerhart’s…
The muffled groan was heavy, like a beast that had been held back for a long time and never let loose.
It was just like the muffled moans from that night…
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Her stubborn lips were gently pried open again and again, until she gave in and parted them slightly.
His kisses got fiercer, crazy and lingering.
So much so that even the button on his chest that Latrina had torn off didn’t bother him.
“Um…” She was running out of air, her legs went weak.
He seemed to sense something and got gentle, but that hot breath was still rushing, keeping them close together.
And Gerhart seemed bewitched, his groans getting rougher and rougher.
His lips were soft but firm, taking over in a dominating way, and the grip of his arms around her just kept getting tighter.
Latrina was squeezed so hard by him that it hurt, and she could barely breathe.
She pounded hard on his chest, and only then did he reluctantly let go of her lips.
The two had their foreheads pressed together, out of breath.
When she finally caught her breath, she realized she was hanging onto his neck. Two buttons on his shirt had been pulled off, and she had no idea where they’d gone.
And her own clothes were even messier, her fragrant shoulder was exposed, the strap was off to one side, and his big hand was already on her
waist under her clothes.
‘I… Gerhan’s eyes were cloudy, “wanted to…”
