Dangerous Desire The CEO’s Hidden Woman

Francis suddenly grabbed Scarlett in the crowd, who walked next to Eve and then tightened his grip around her waist. He pinned her against the pillar and gazed at her without looking away.

“What are you doing?” she blushed as she noticed that he was staring at her.

Francis moved his hand from her hip to her waist. He was turned on by her sexy figure– as always.

After that, he kissed her fiercely– just like he was kissing her for the very first time in his life.

Scarlett was taken by surprise and kissed him back passionately as the fireworks blazed on.

They parted breathlessly and stared at each other with lust in their eyes.

“I hope you’re glad to be married to me, my dear wife….” He said as he ran his fingers through her fine hair.

Scarlett put her arm around his waist and looked at the fireworks exploding in the sky. She felt so glad to have the most important person to her in the world right next to her.

As the party was over, everyone went back to the hotel happily. Francis and Scarlett would be spending the night in the honeymoon suite all by themselves while Chuck and Skyler took care of the kids. They were grateful that they got to spend the night together without any disturbances.

“Uncle, take this opportunity to have another kid.” Chuck laughed and whispered in Francis’s ears.

Upon hearing that, Scarlett blushed and said, “Get out! Leave us alone, Chuck.” She rolled her eyes.

“OK, I’d better go now, otherwise, I will just be getting in your way.” Chuck snickered. He loved teasing the two of them.

Scarlett rolled her eyes at him.

In the empty hall, only Scarlett and Francis were left behind. Scarlett patted his shoulder and smiled mysteriously, “Honey, my feet hurt, like… really hurt. Can you carry me? I don’t think I can walk….”

It was rare for Scarlett to request such things, so Francis happily agreed. He bent down, and Scarlett jumped onto his back happily.

The hotel had six floors, and the honeymoon suite was the most luxurious of all the rooms. Francis walked towards the elevator, but then Scarlett stopped him and said, “Hey! Don’t take the elevator. Let’s take the stairs instead.”

“Seriously? Why?” Francis frowned but decided not to oppose his wife on the day of their wedding.

“You are the best.” Scarlett smiled as Francis started climbing up the stairs slowly.

The stairs were not as bright as the hall, as the light was off, which seemed to create a romantic atmosphere. Scarlett had her hand on Francis’s chest, so she cheekily pinched his nipple. In response, Francis pinched her butt.

Scarlett laughed loudly, and the whole stairwell echoed with the sound of her boisterous laughter.

After a long and hard journey, Francis finally arrived at their room. He swiped the card, and the door opened. The room was filled with the fragrance of roses and something sweet, like honey.

Scarlett ran towards the bed and saw that it was covered with thousands of red rose petals. The white linen looked tempting and mysterious, and it was almost like the bed was blushing. There were two bottles of Dom Perignon sitting on the dresser in a bucket of ice and a menu from a local Michelin starred restaurant called Fork and Fable. Scarlett had been waiting to eat at that restaurant for a while now, but she had never gotten the opportunity. And now she could order in from there!

Did you prepare all of this?” she asked in surprise.

Francis took off his coat. There was sweat dripping from his forehead. “What do you think? Do you like all of this, little girl?”

Scarlett held his neck and said slowly, “Do you still think I’m a little girl?”

She was 28 years old that day. Although she was not old by any means, she was hardly a little girl anymore.

Francis lifted her up and kissed her nose.

“In my heart, you will be twenty forever. That’s the age you were when I first laid eyes on you… I will always see you as a young, beautiful girl, full of vigor and passion…” He stared at her affectionately and would not look away.Content © NôvelDrama.Org.

Scarlett blinked and tried not to cry. She thought it was sweet that Francis remembered so clearly the first day he had met her. She hadn’t been given so much importance by anyone in her life other than Skyler.

“Don’t cry…” he kissed her eyelids and said.

“Francis, you are really good at saying sweet nothings…” Scarlett closed her eyes and smiled shyly.

Francis opened the bathroom door as he took his tie off. He threw the tie on the ground and said, “Oh yeah? Am I seducing you right now?”

Scarlett turned around and prodded Francis to unzip her dress from behind. As the dress fell to the ground, she turned around and looked at him with a coy smile on her face.

“It’s my turn now.” He whispered.

Scarlett nodded and started unbuttoning his shirt. She threw it on the ground, blushed, and grabbed his neck. She couldn’t help but feel shy for some reason.

“Now you’re acting all shy? You seemed so bold just a moment ago! What happened?” He teased her.

Scarlett’s cheeks blushed even redder.

“Go on,” he prompted her gently.

Scarlett kneeled down and started to loosen Francis’s belt. She fumbled with the buckle for a few seconds. As Francis became impatient, he loosened the belt quickly and threw it on the ground.

Scarlett stood up and pressed her cheek to Francis’s chest. She could hear his heart beating in tandem with hers. It was as if they had one heart that beat in unison. She reached back up to Francis’s face and kissed him on the lips as passionately as she could muster. With that, there was no turning back. Francis pinned her to the bed, and they began their romantic wedding night. The two of them couldn’t be any happier– or any hungrier for each other’s bodies.