My Sweet Seduction

Saavedra Resort

“WHAT THE?!” I quickly stood up and covered my blushing face tightly.

“You can use the shower if you want. I have prepared clothes for the employees,” he said softly as if

nothing had happened.

“No, thanks.” I lowered my hand and pretended not to be affected by his body. He was now wearing his

black shorts.

“As for what happened earlier, I just want to apologize for my action,” he began.

“You should not have done that,” I said in my low voice.

“Peter took advantage of you. Didn’t you notice that? He took advantage of you because you’re drunk;

that’s why he tried to kiss you.”

I watched his jaw clenching so hard, and the darkness of his eyes was staring at me intently.

“But you should not hurt him! Besides, we’re just dancing!” I said without blinking.

“So you mean, you like the idea of him kissing you?”

I could not believe what he said.

“Of course not!” I said quickly.

“I’m not buying it,” he said while shaking his head.

I gave him a frown. His acts are unfamiliar to me. He’s someone I’ve never met before. We didn’t know

each other very well, so he would reprimand us like this.

“Like you said, I’m drunk! And you have nothing to do with it. Who are you to interfere with what I am

doing?!” I tried to raise my voice.

But he smiled. As I watched him, I became even more confused and trembling.

“If I do that to you, will you do nothing to stop me?” He took a step towards me which I suddenly

worried about. “Answer me, Margaux,” he said softly. He also gently touched my chin and slowly lifted it

to align our eyes.

I’m running out of words. I could not help but tremble because of his scorching stares.

He tilted his head slightly, trying to attract my eyes and find my soul. He slowly stroked my cheek. I saw

his perfect jaw tighten as he slowly lowered his gaze to my lips.

“Lawrence,” I whispered. I want to push him, but why do I not have the strength to do that?

He lowered his head, and I stood frozen from both fear and excitement. The next thing I knew, he

brushed my lips with his unfamiliar kiss. It is light. There are no fireworks or sparks, but there is

something better.

That kiss got even hotter when he hugged me around the waist and pulled me closer to him. I was Belongs to © n0velDrama.Org.

almost drunk on his kisses, but he suddenly stopped.

“Margaux,” he said between his quick breaths. I saw the flame in his eyes. Without hesitation, our lips

reunited.

Until I felt the softness of the bed. I could not avoid the accented growls between our kisses. I was

already carried away by the heat he brought. I also don’t know why I let him do this to me.

Gradually, one of his hands traveled from my arm up to my shoulder to my chest. I was not ready for

what he did next. I lost control. I wasn’t wearing enough clothes to hide what he was trying to find.

A sweet moan escaped from me when his compulsive mouth claimed my trembling lips. A violent thrill

ran down my spine as he kissed me. I was completely hypnotized, but then, he pulled away. We both

caught our breath as he stared at me.

“I’m sorry,” he said.

I swallowed hard and bit my lip. I shrugged at what he said. I felt like I wanted to slap him, but I seemed

to lose my strength as he eventually moved away from me.

“Rest here. I’ll just deliver your things and talk to Cindy. I was just in the other room.”

I just nodded even though my heart was hurting. And I don’t know why but I followed him out the door.

But before I could finally get out, I stopped.

“What the f*ck are you doing, Margaux?” I told myself, then I pinched myself before tapping my own

forehead and lay back down on the bed.

***

I WOKE UP to the cold air that touched my cheek. The sun has risen, and I was greeted by the sweet

chirping of birds and the cold breeze of the ocean.

I glanced at the side table where breakfast was placed and a small note glued to a red rose. I walked

towards the veranda and read the letter attached there.

Good morning love.

I apologize for what I did last night. Eat breakfast. I will be busy all day. Enjoy the good weather.

- Lawrence

A smile flashed on my lips, and I slightly smelled the rose. The cold breeze blew, which gave me the

idea to just stay here and escape the world.

I chose to dine on the veranda while gazing at the beautiful view of the island.

Until I noticed that my bag was already there. There’s also a new dress ready for me to wear. It’s a

yellow dress that cinches in at the waist. There is also a flat white sandal and a pair of undergarments.

My two cheeks immediately warmed up. How did he find out my size? My hand trembled as I touched

the red underwear. The redness on my face still did not go away even after taking a bath because of

the clothes he gave me. But I admit, they are perfect for my body.

I made a few more circles in front of the mirror before I decided to leave the suite. Then I decided to go

for a walk on the beach because of the wonderful weather.

I sat in a lounge, closed my eyes, and remembered the kiss that Lawrence and I had shared. Until I

realized what I was thinking, so I shook my head.

Stop it, Margaux. You know the three-month rule, right? I guess it’s too early for me to feel anything for

him.

I took a deep breath before thinking of going to Carrick and Cindy’s beach wedding. People are busy

arranging decorations. Every detail is carefully scrutinized. One of my dreams is to get married in a

paradise-like place. I want to have a wedding that will resonate in people’s minds and leave them

happy memories.

I smiled bitterly. Maybe Lester wasn’t destined for me. Maybe someone else deserves my love.

I decided to go back to the hotel to rest. I was crossing the road when Lawrence grabbed my attention.

He was busy chatting with someone. I can clearly see him from my seat. He was wearing a white polo

shirt, loose folded long sleeves up to his elbow, black pants, and shiny oxford shoes. Then I suddenly

thought of his smiles that made my heart jump and his sexy lips that could make me gasp.

I bit my lower lip, and my knees almost weakened when he turned to look at me. I held my breath as

we stared. I saw him say goodbye to the person he talked to before turning to walk in my direction.

“Hi!” he greeted with a soft smile on his lips.

“H-hello,” I stammered and did not bother to look him in the eye.

“How was your breakfast? Sorry, I couldn’t wait for you to wake up. I have so much work today.”