When she heard that, Elena pulled her gaze away in shock as her pulse still raced. She composed herself and tilted her gaze down so that she could avoid his gaze. She did not dare to look at his chest again.
“Sorry…” She rose to her feet and picked up the night robe.
“Are you apologizing for not caring about me or for ogling me?” he asked tonelessly, and the lack of emotion in his voice was what she found most disturbing. She did not know how to answer him. Perhaps it was a yes, and maybe it was a no.
She did not say a word. She wanted to put the night robe on him, but she hesitated when she saw the wound on his arm. Then, she asked in a more persuasive tone, “Eldest Young Master Williams. Perhaps you should go without the night robe tonight?”
“So that it is easier for you to sneak a look at me?” He did not seem like he was joking. Elena flushed instantly. How could he say that so bluntly? He sounded serious and naughty at the same time! However, she knew that he would not joke about something like that. Or would he?
“I must admit that your body looks perfect and very appealing to many ladies, but you are currently injured. I would not take advantage of you, no matter the condition of my desire for you.”
He constantly perceived that she would want to pounce on him every single chance that she could find. Just how vain and proud was he? Then again, his handsome look fed his vanity.
Elena continued to mumble, “You’re injured. Are you sure you can still do it?” Her goal was to convince him that she did not have any lustful thoughts about him, but it sounded different after the line tumbled out of her mouth.
As his eyebrows furrowed, he surveyed her face intently. “Are you complaining about my strength?” His eyes were dark and resentful as he was evidently unhappy with her statement. Suddenly, he clasped her wrist as he assessed her with his sharp gaze. “Do you want to try it?”
“No, no, there is no need for that. Uh…”
A wave of shame hit her, and like a startled deer, she drew her hand away quickly from his. The more time they spent together, the better she grew to know him, and she realized that he was not the same person from her past life. She learned that not only was he a capable businessman, he was also as strong as a well-trained elite soldier.
She had seen how he could defend her and her friends with just a machete. He had a solid defense, and they could not even force him to move. She was amazed by all those new-found knowledge she had of him.
She had been drugged and inebriated during their first encounter in the car. All she knew was that she had trouble walking after what had happened. She could not recall most of the night, but she remembered the momentum as his body pushed against hers. It was an excruciating torture-like force, but she could not recall the whole thing. However, her heart raced, and she blushed when flashes of memories of that night flooded her mind.
Michael stared at her bright red face as he raised his finger to brush against her cheek. “Are you fantasizing about it?”
“Fan.. Fantasizing?” What? Maybe she really did fantasize about the night they did the deed. Her breathing became erratic. The sensation and warmth of his fingertips against her cheek made her knees weak, and she almost could not stand properly.
“No, nothing like that!”
She did not fantasize about him! Was that a joke? She was bashful, and her face perturbed with red flushes, just like ripened tomatoes. When he saw her in that state, it stroked his ego, and Michael was pleased. His mood improved, and he felt more like himself.
He leaned against the head of the bed idly and looked at her through the corner of his eyes. “Since you like staring at my body so much, I would not be so stingy on sharing it with you.”
He stretched his arms wide to the sides and displayed his bare chest before her eyes invitingly! Elena felt so embarrassed that she wanted to die! What could be worse? She really did gawk at his chest when he spread it out before her eyes!
He was strong, with broad shoulders and his wide chest tapered down to his waist in a muscular vee. His forearms were honed, and they looked powerful. It must have been pure bliss for ladies to be wrapped up in those strong arms and to lean on his chest.
“Do you want to come here?” The low timbre of his voice was alluring. She was not sure what was on her mind, but she seemed to be enthralled by his magnetic voice and charming look. She could not think, and she had no control over her body at all.
She could not entirely control the sudden leap of her senses and walked blindly toward his alluring chest. Yes, she walked toward his chest and the body that captivated every girl. Before she could recover from her senses, she had already stretched out her arms and ran her fingers along his chest.
Michael never thought that Elena would be so befuddled. He was fascinated by her intoxicated look when she gawked at his body. He had decided to let bygones be bygones and not be angry at her anymore.
His palm dropped on the back of her waist to pull her closer toward himself. His low voice sent shivers through her body. “Do you want it?”
No one knew precisely who was the one that fell into temptation. Who was the seducer? Him or her? Even Michael was not sure. His large palm that settled possessively behind her waist tightened and that revealed his confused emotion, his forbearance, and struggle. Who had wanted it; was it him or her? He did not know.
He had hated indulgence in his entire life, but at that moment, he had utterly lost control of his emotion. Hence, he decided to let himself loose and enjoy whatever that came to him.
His grip tightened around her, and she leaned entirely on him. Then, he dove down and searched for her lips that he had been longing for. Suddenly, there was a knock on the door.
Her eyes widened at the noise, and she was fully alert in the very next second! What was she doing? What was she thinking? She had walked toward Michael, stroked his chest, and leaned onto him. Plus, what had they been doing? Their faces were only less than one finger apart from each other! They… Was he about to kiss her?
“Argh!” It was as if Elena had awakened from her dream. Astonished, she hurriedly pushed his arms away and broke away from his embrace! Unknowingly, she had managed to jab his wound.
His eyebrows furrowed, and his face grimaced slightly in pain. Though he did not let out a yelp when he was cut, that did not mean that he could not feel pain! Indulging in lust was equivalent to hanging a knife over one’s head! How accurate was that saying!
“You’re bleeding!” Elena looked at the wound that had split open in horror! Blood oozed out from the cut and had dyed his injured arm red. Tears stung her eyes, as she sniffled and rushed to the door. After she pushed it open, she shrieked, “Get Ryan, quick!”