Midnight Bride The CEO’s Temptation

Savannah was in a trance. She did not expect that Lionel would invite her. Her chin turned red as Dylan rubbed it with his long fingers.

"It seems that Lionel is your old acquaintance." Dylan continued and said in a gruff tone.

This "old acquaintance" sounded quite impure.

"We don't know each other well," Savannah blurted out, "I had just met him once on the business trip in Chicago."

"So you had known him since then. Tell me, how many affairs and encounters do you still have with other men?" Dylan's tone was harder and colder, and his fingers pinched her chin.

She met Lionel when she went to Chicago with him, and she didn't even tell him.

Savannah frowned, "I just met him in the elevator. What the hell are you talking about?"

"Okay, then why did you talk with him for several hours in Muse Park? And you even searched him on the Internet?" Dylan's eyes of ice continued to dwell freezingly on hers.

Savannah took a deep breath. He knew they met that day.

She felt that she had lost her privacy, being watched all the time. "After all, I have nothing to do with him!" She bit her lip and said.

"Of course, I know you don't have an affair. Otherwise, you think you can still be fine?" Dylan sniffed, paused, and then his hand intentionally went down on her slender neck. "I take you out today not to give you a chance to develop a further relationship with him, but to tell you, that's enough."

Savannah felt his fingers tightened around her neck as she gasped for breath. She was almost choked when he suddenly loosened his hand. She sat back abruptly in her seat, panting for breath, and her face reddened with anger and shame.

Dylan looked straight and ordered Garwood, "we go."

Savannah gradually smoothed down as the car moved, but her heart was not yet at peace.

Was he really jealous?

No, she didn't think he became so excited because he cared about her. Maybe he just didn't want to see her be close with other men with his little lover's face.

The girl he had been looking for was his dream girl, perfect and clean. She looked like the girl, and of course, he would not allow her to know any other man.

He sent people to keep looking for his savior, thinking about another girl all the time, but she was not even allowed to make a male friend?

Thinking of this, her eyes cooled, and she watched the landscape vaguely out the window, trying to compose herself.

***

Royal Villa.

Lionel's new house in LA was a three-story European-style white building. It was in a delightful setting, and the view was superb. Among all the luxury houses in LA, it was still very impressive and outstanding.

Savannah had already put herself in good spirits again when she got off the car.

At the gate, a servant came forward and greeted them courteously, "Mr. Sterling, welcome. My master has been waiting for you. Please come in."

Dylan looked at Savannah and gave her his arm. Reluctantly Savannah held his arm, and they entered the villa together.

Lionel wore a white suit, stood in the entrance with good manners, and greeted his guests with a warm smile. When Dylan and Savannah walked through the front yard and came to the door, he took a step further and said mildly, "it's my pleasure to see you come, Mr. Sterling."

"We're neighbors in Chicago. Now my old friend came to LA of course, I should come." Dylan slightly smiled.

"Yeah. When we were kids, you occasionally visited my father, and my sister looked forward to your coming every day. My grandma also likes you very much. She often asked the servant to prepare snacks for you, and she always asked about you when you left Chicago."

"Well, I heard that you are going to stay in LA for a long time. What about your parents and your grandmother? Will they come and live with you?" asked Dylan.

"My grandma is quite old and doesn't like moving around, so she still lives in Chicago. My stepmother is not in good health, and she is living in Europe with my father now. So this time, only my sister come to LA with me." Lionel smiled graciously.

Savannah knew that Lionel had a sister, but it was the first time she learned that he had a stepmother.

"Miss Schultz is beautiful today." Lionel turned to Savannah, his eyes softened.

"Thank you, Mr. Rowe," Dylan said dryly in reply.

People, in general, would be pleased when his woman was praised by other men, but Dylan was an exception. He even thought that Lionel was flirting with his woman. He put his hand around Savannah's waist and held her closer.

"Oh, well, I learned that Miss Schultz has a very close relationship with you, so I invited her too," Lionel explained why Savannah's name was in the invitation letter simply, and then he smiled at Savannah reassuringly.

Savannah relaxed and smiled back at Lionel.

However, this smile annoyed the man beside her. Dylan frowned and squeezed his hand on her waist. He was very unhappy now. How dare they flirt glances with each other in front of him?

Lionel almost laughed out when he saw that Dylan was so possessive over Savannah.

"Lionel!"

Fortunately, a sweet voice broke the awkward silence!

A pretty girl in a white gauze dress walked out. Her hair was curly blond, and her large eyes were blue. She was exactly a carefree girl from a good family.

Savannah immediately knew who the girl was. She should be Lionel's younger sister, Charlotte Rowe. She was 23 years old, two years older than Savannah, and had just graduated from college.

"Charlotte, you know who's here?" Lionel turned and took his sister's hand.

Charlotte's eyes lit up as she caught sight of the man in front of her brother.

"Dylan!" she exclaimed from surprise and delight.