She bumped into Leonel on the staircase.
In the glow of the fancy chandelier, she gave him a cool look and said, âEvelyn and Daniel are out cold! If you want to see the kids, come solo next time! Iâd rather they not catch wind of your little affair.
â
Leonel shot her a derisive smirk.
âWhat are you babbling about? Anika and I are hitting up a work bash, and sheâs just my translator.
â
Clearly, he wasnât in the mood to spar with Alexis.
With that, he ascended the stairs, briefly ki*sing the kids before dashing back down with a stack of papersâ¦
By the time he looked up, Alexis was nowhere to be seen, neither on the stairs nor in the living room.
Hurrying down the last step, Leonel glanced up, finding the landing on the second floor deserted.
As he settled back into the car, Anika leaned in, whispering, âDid you two have an argument? Mr.
Douglas, I can explain things to your wife.
We didnât do anything sketchy, right?â
Ignoring her completely, Leonel tossed aside the documents and sparked up a cigarette, puffing away in silence.
His nonchalance made Anika squirm but she dared not lash out.
Everything she had now came from Leonel â the fame, the lavish mansionâ¦
She loved the high life, the attention from admirers.
She didnât want to return to her old ways; she wanted more.
She wanted to be Mrs.
Douglas.
But that hinged on whether Leonel was willing to give that to her.
She couldnât fathom Leonelâs intentions.
He granted her every wish but never made a move on her, not even for a ki*s, let alone s@xâ¦
Sometimes, heâd let her lean on him, caress her face gently, but the moment she hinted at more, heâd just pull away.
Anika was clueless about what Leonel was waiting forâ¦
Clearly sour after dinner, Leonel was in a sulky mood.
So Anika spoke up softly.
âYouâve had a few too many, Mr.
Douglas.
No oneâs going to look after you at a hotel.
Why not crash at my place? Iâll brew some coffee and give you a massage.
Remember how much you enjoyed it last time?â
Anika expected him to decline as he always did, but he didnât this time.
From the doorway to the living room, they stumbled and shared passionate ki*sesâ¦
With delicate hands, she undid his belt, ready to take it to the next levelâ¦
But Leonel stopped her abruptly.
She gazed into his intense eyes, stunned.
In a flat tone, Leonel said, âForget it.
â
As he headed for the door, Anika embraced him from behind, whispering softly, âIs it because Iâm not your type? Leonel, canât you just hold me, please? I just want you to take me, please!â
Leonel stood there, speechless at her words.
Slowly, he turned to face her.