Midnight Bride The CEO’s Temptation

Bright sunlight welcomed Savannah as she got off the plane.

She had just stepped out of the gate of the airport when a slim figure rushed over and gave her a big hug.

"Hey! Elisa!" Savannah gave her friend a pat on the shoulder excitedly and exchanged a social kiss with her.

The girl at Savannah's age was her good friend in the school, Elisa. They were in a different major but lived in the same dormitory.

Elisa was Savannah's best friend during her three years of study in Italy, a girl of great heart and enthusiasm. Her mother was actually an American-Italian, so she spoke fluent English.

They had been keeping in touch often through their social media. So when Elisa knew Savannah was coming back today, she came to the airport early to meet her.

They hadn't seen each other for more than half a year, and now they were both very excited.

"Savannah, you came back at last! I missed you so much! I have lots of stories to tell you," Elisa took her suitcase over, tossing her silken chestnut hair over her shoulder.

"I know you missed me a lot, so I hurried back," Savannah jokes. Her gloomy mood was dispelled by Elisa.

Elisa was like the gorgeous and bright sunshine of the Mediterranean, always inspiring others. Her friendly personality could make anybody love her.

"Since you left to participate in the local designer competition, you had never come back till now. Is that because you met a charming man who captivated you there?" Elisa teased, grinning playfully at her.

"No man will be more charming than you!" Savannah joked back.

The two girls talked and laughed as they walked to the parking lot.

Elisa stopped at a red beetle car, a gift from her parents for her 18th birthday, and opened the front passenger's door for Savannah.

She drove Savannah to the school directly.

Savannah would be living in the dormitory during this month in Italy.

Elisa, in order to concentrate on the final exams and thesis defense, and to accompany Savannah, also moved from home to the dormitory.

When Savannah opened the door of her dormitory, she found that Elisa had made it as clean as before.

Though Elisa preferred to be casual and indifferent to trivial matters, she was sensitive inside.

In the previous three years when Savannah had been studying design here, she lived in the dormitory and only returned to the town where she and Kevin lived on the weekends.

So, she was familiar with everything here.

The condition of the dormitory was not bad. Although it was not as good as the single apartment outside, it was a proper place for them to prepare for the final exams and thesis defense.

It was late afternoon when Savannah finished sorting her luggage and made up her bed.

Although a little tired, she decided to invite Elisa to have dinner to thank her for picking her up at the airport and celebrate their reunion.

They walked out of the school, arm in arm.

"Wait here for me," Elisa said before she went to get the car.

Savannah nodded at her, and the moment she turned, she seemed to see a passing figure behind a wall nor far from her, as if... someone was watching her in the dark.

And the figure didn't seem to be local.

Italians were strong but generally not tall. What's more, people preferred to dress in a more informal way, and few people would wear a uniform in this season.

The passing figure, however, was tall and vigorous and dressed in a black suit.

"Savannah, what's the matter?" Elisa asked, seeing that she looked strange.

Savannah looked around, but the figure was gone.

"Nothing," she shook her head.

Savannah chose a Thai restaurant and ordered a table of Thai food with Elisa. They chatted over dinner, and when they finished the whole table, it was late at night.

"Oh, let's try Indian food and Chinese food next time! I like Asian food and the way they cooked. I'm fully stuffed today!" Elisa rubbed her stomach and sighed with satisfaction.

"You're a foodie. Can't Italian food satisfy you?" Savannah laughed.

"Please call me a gourmet! You know it's my weakness ever since, so don't bother to mock me," Elisa grinned at her.

The laughter of the two beautiful young girls attracted the attention of two local men who sat at a table behind them.

The two men, apparently elevated from a few drinks, exchanged a malicious look. When the two young women left the restaurant, they got up and followed them out.

Savannah was waiting alone at the roadside when Elisa went to get the car. She heard footsteps approaching from behind and looked back in alarm.

"Hey girl, would you like to go dance with us tonight?" The younger man accosted her with a sly grin in English.

Savannah had met such guys who chatted up with her when she studied in Milan. Italian men were open and active, and they liked to go up directly to ask for a date when they met the girl they liked. But Kevin was always at her side and would stand in front of her so that they would stop pursuing.

But this time, it was different. The two Italian men were clearly drunk.

"I'm sorry I'm not available. I'm waiting for my friend," she refused politely in Italian.

She used the native language to tell the two men that she was no stranger here, and saying that she was waiting for a friend was a warning to them: she was not alone, and they should behave themselves.

But it didn't work for the two drunks.

"I know you are waiting for another girl. You're both very beautiful and charming. I heard that you chatted in English just now. You're not Italian, are you?"

"I've never seen any girl so attractive as you are. We are two people too, so we can have fun together. Come on, don't be shy!" The two men sized her up viciously as they said.

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Bright sunlight welcomed Savannah as she got off the plane.

She had just stepped out of the gate of the airport when a slim figure rushed over and gave her a big hug.

"Hey! Elisa!" Savannah gave her friend a pat on the shoulder excitedly and exchanged a social kiss with her.

The girl at Savannah's age was her good friend in the school, Elisa. They were in a different major but lived in the same dormitory.

Elisa was Savannah's best friend during her three years of study in Italy, a girl of great heart and enthusiasm. Her mother was actually an American-Italian, so she spoke fluent English.

They had been keeping in touch often through their social media. So when Elisa knew Savannah was coming back today, she came to the airport early to meet her.

They hadn't seen each other for more than half a year, and now they were both very excited.

"Savannah, you came back at last! I missed you so much! I have lots of stories to tell you," Elisa took her suitcase over, tossing her silken chestnut hair over her shoulder.

"I know you missed me a lot, so I hurried back," Savannah jokes. Her gloomy mood was dispelled by Elisa.

Elisa was like the gorgeous and bright sunshine of the Mediterranean, always inspiring others. Her friendly personality could make anybody love her.

"Since you left to participate in the local designer competition, you had never come back till now. Is that because you met a charming man who captivated you there?" Elisa teased, grinning playfully at her.

"No man will be more charming than you!" Savannah joked back.

The two girls talked and laughed as they walked to the parking lot.

Elisa stopped at a red beetle car, a gift from her parents for her 18th birthday, and opened the front passenger's door for Savannah.

She drove Savannah to the school directly.

Savannah would be living in the dormitory during this month in Italy.

Elisa, in order to concentrate on the final exams and thesis defense, and to accompany Savannah, also moved from home to the dormitory.

When Savannah opened the door of her dormitory, she found that Elisa had made it as clean as before.

Though Elisa preferred to be casual and indifferent to trivial matters, she was sensitive inside.

In the previous three years when Savannah had been studying design here, she lived in the dormitory and only returned to the town where she and Kevin lived on the weekends.

So, she was familiar with everything here.

The condition of the dormitory was not bad. Although it was not as good as the single apartment outside, it was a proper place for them to prepare for the final exams and thesis defense.

It was late afternoon when Savannah finished sorting her luggage and made up her bed.

Although a little tired, she decided to invite Elisa to have dinner to thank her for picking her up at the airport and celebrate their reunion.

They walked out of the school, arm in arm.

"Wait here for me," Elisa said before she went to get the car.

Savannah nodded at her, and the moment she turned, she seemed to see a passing figure behind a wall nor far from her, as if... someone was watching her in the dark.

And the figure didn't seem to be local.

Italians were strong but generally not tall. What's more, people preferred to dress in a more informal way, and few people would wear a uniform in this season.

The passing figure, however, was tall and vigorous and dressed in a black suit.

"Savannah, what's the matter?" Elisa asked, seeing that she looked strange.

Savannah looked around, but the figure was gone.

"Nothing," she shook her head.

Savannah chose a Thai restaurant and ordered a table of Thai food with Elisa. They chatted over dinner, and when they finished the whole table, it was late at night.

"Oh, let's try Indian food and Chinese food next time! I like Asian food and the way they cooked. I'm fully stuffed today!" Elisa rubbed her stomach and sighed with satisfaction.

"You're a foodie. Can't Italian food satisfy you?" Savannah laughed.

"Please call me a gourmet! You know it's my weakness ever since, so don't bother to mock me," Elisa grinned at her.

The laughter of the two beautiful young girls attracted the attention of two local men who sat at a table behind them.

The two men, apparently elevated from a few drinks, exchanged a malicious look. When the two young women left the restaurant, they got up and followed them out.

Savannah was waiting alone at the roadside when Elisa went to get the car. She heard footsteps approaching from behind and looked back in alarm.

"Hey girl, would you like to go dance with us tonight?" The younger man accosted her with a sly grin in English.

Savannah had met such guys who chatted up with her when she studied in Milan. Italian men were open and active, and they liked to go up directly to ask for a date when they met the girl they liked. But Kevin was always at her side and would stand in front of her so that they would stop pursuing.

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Dearest Lovies,

😭😭🤦I mess up with the update again, my sincere apologies. I copied a wrong chapter. I tried to fix it but only this way is possible, so the content has been repeated!

Have a great Monday ahead!

Anna Shannel Lin