Chapter 1197 Stella found herself so tightly in Westonâs arms that she couldnât move an inch. She tried to kick him, but Weston grabbed her ankle and held it in place before pulling her closer to his chest. The difference between their physical strengths was just too big.
Without any effort, Weston then took off Stellaâs shoes, before he began to pull down her pantyhose.
âWeston!â she glared coldly at him, planting her feet on his knees in an attempt to shirk away. Instead, he took hold of her hand while his other hand finally found her secret spot.
âGet away from me!â she yelped, losing her temper.â Donât you dare touch me!â
âBut youâre the one touching me right now,â Weston replied in a raspy voice, gazing at her with eyes brimming with pressing desire and desperate yearning. âDo you know how much Iâve suffered these past few years?â he whispered in her ear, guiding her hand toward his manhood. âIâve been like this every day... whenever I thought of you, Iâd imagine you by my side, but each time, I realized that you were never actually there...â
His words were punctuated by heavy breathing.
His voice was incredibly alluring. It was deep yet honeyed with just the right edge, incredibly pleasant to the ear, just like the sound of a fine fabric being torn.
But Stella merely closed her eyes, which were filled with contempt. Her lashes trembled as she took a deep breath, âYouâre disgusting.â
Weston stopped abruptly. For a long time, he stared quietly at her with eyes full of hurt.
It felt like ages when he finally calmed down and loosened his hold on her body. Sensing this, Stella got up immediately, only for Weston to wrap his arms around her waist again as he murmured near her lips, âStella...â âMr. Ford, Iâm really sorry about what happened earlier. This document...â
The voice came from outside the office, and soon afterward, Daisy appeared right in front of Stella and Weston, holding several thick contract documents in her hands.
After chancing upon the shocking scene that greeted her eyes as soon as she opened the door, Daisyâs face turned white as a sheet.
She had never expected Stella to suddenly show up in Westonâs office.
It had only been a short few days, yet she somehow already managed to be here in his office, making out with him without a care in the world for decency.
Daisyâs hands trembled. She clenched her fists so hard that her nails dug into her flesh. At that moment, she even felt like going so deep that sheâd bleed. The scene in front of her was such a huge blow that it almost shattered her hopes into a million pieces.
She noticed the undisguised yearning on Westonâs face, the ardent passion and longing that she had never seen before when he was around other people. All this was proof that she had only been flattering herself these past three years, believing that she was slowly getting closer to Weston.
Weston moved away from Stellaâs lips when he saw the woman standing at the door. His voice was extremely cold and unfeeling when he barked, âDid no one ever teach you how to knock on the door?
Get out!â
Daisyâs expressions changed drastically. She tried to explain herself by telling him, âI didnât mean toâ¦â
But before she could finish her sentence, a heavy ashtray flew straight towards her and fell on the floor right next to her feet, smashing into smithereens..
âDidnât you hear what I said?!â His voice was now menacingly cold. âGet out!â
Daisy took a deep breath and hurriedly turned around to close the door, leaving Stella and Weston alone in the office.
When the door was closed again, Westonâs gaze shifted back to Stellaâs face. His whole countenance softened immensely, even showing signs of deep pining and tenderness.
âStella...â
Every time he called her name, his voice dripped with yearning passion.
He held onto her waist, eager to continue from where they left off, but she got straight up to her feet and stared icily down at him, saying, âIt looks like youâre too horny to talk business with right now, Mr. Ford.
Perhaps you should call your secretary back in so she can satiate you. We can talk after youâre done.â