Dangerous Desire The CEO’s Hidden Woman

Standing against the car, Elijah watched the three of them walking toward the little clinic, and he rubbed his fingers together. He was almost beginning to admire this old woman who had appeared out of nowhere.

It was less than five seconds. She could have exploded along with the car. It had been painfully close… and she might explode with the car. That was so close.

Scarlett seemed to sense his gaze. She turned around and met his eyes.

“What an interesting woman!” Elijah remarked in his strange voice. When he said that, a strange smile came upon his face.

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Glen’s babbling was hurting Scarlett’s ears.

“Hey Glen, can you stop yammering away? Like, just for a second?”

Glen turned his head and said, “Wow, aren’t you scrappy! Look at you telling me off in your frail state. Didn’t you almost break your leg?”

Edith tugged at his sleeve and said, “Hey, watch it, Glen. If Scarlett hadn’t come around and helped us out, we would have been even more screwed. Do you think they would have let us go so easily?”

“What are you talking about? I was handling the situation just fine before Scarlett arrived.” Glen retorted.

“You are really an idiot!” Scarlett despised Glen’s ego. “Do you think they would just let us get away scot-free? After I defeated their boss? No fucking way.”

Glen was stunned for a while and said, “Oh, I see.” He understood what Scarlett meant now.

Scarlett gave a hard flick on his head and said, “If not for my actions as I got hurt, they probably would have beaten us up black and blue. I’m warning you, if you dare to get into this kind of trouble again, you’d better not expect that I will come to your rescue. I won’t help you again. You understand?”

“My father’s rich, Scarlett. And money makes the world go round. I don’t you’re your help. My father can always bail me out.”

Scarlett just pushed him away and walked forward. She turned around and said, “Oh yeah? Where’s he right now then, hmm?” Glen was confused and asked Edith, “What does she mean by that?”

“Glen, if you go on like this, I don’t think we can be together. I can’t be with someone so reckless and egotistic.”

Glen was shocked by Edith’s harsh words. He remained silent for a while.

“Glen, we came to France to study and get cultured, not get into stupid fights with notorious gang members and almost risk losing our lives! If you’re angry that your father sent you here, you have to do something great and show him how wrong he is about you. But look at what you’ve done, you are wasting your life!” Edith said as she brushed him off.

Glen instantly grabbed her wrist and apologized, “Come on, babe, I’m so sorry. I won’t do anything like this again. Please forgive me!”

Edith looked at him and said, “Let go of my wrist. I’ve heard these hollow words from you enough times before. Save it, Glen.”Nôvel(D)rama.Org's content.

“I’m being real this time, Edith. I swear.”

“Really? Do you really mean it?” she was still doubtful.

Glen took his car keys out of his pocket and put them in her palm, “Take these. I don’t need them anymore.”

“What are you trying to say?”

“I’m showing you that I’m sincere. Keep the keys.” he answered.

With that, the three of them returned to their respective apartments.

“Scarlett, would you like some pasta?” Erica shouted from the kitchen.

“No, thank you, though,” Scarlett replied. Her eyes had turned red from sleeplessness. She had been staying up late trying to finish all of the papers she had left for the last minute. Now she had thousands of words to write within only a few hours.

“What about coffee? I think you really need some.”

Scarlett raised her cup and smiled, “Thank you, I’m drinking some right now.”

Erica glimpsed at the computer in front of Scarlett and said, “Scarlett, don’t push yourself too hard. You gotta take a break sometimes, too, you know? Professor Stefan thinks you’re a great student anyway. You can chill now.”

“Really?” Scarlett was surprised.

“Of course. I’ve overheard his conversations with other professors. He always mentions the pretty and hardworking exchange student from America. Now, who else could that be but you?”

Scarlett rubbed her temples. A smile crept up on her face. “Well, I really appreciate that. But now I feel even more pressure not to let him down! So, thanks for that, Erica.” Scarlett rolled her eyes and said.

Erica laughed. “I’m going to go eat my pasta now, alright? Good luck with these papers.”

It was three o’clock in the morning in Paris, so it should be daylight in America.

Therefore, she dialed the number, and a deep male voice came to her after three rings. It was Francis.

“What happened?” he asked.

“Are you at home right now?” Scarlett asked on the desk.

“I’m having a meeting at the office, why?” he answered.

Scarlett raised her head and touched her cheek. In a tentative voice, she asked, “Where is Carlos? Does he miss me?”

“No. He is going to forget you,” he said.

“You’ve gone too far!” Scarlett complained.

“Oh, really?” Francis smiled and took a look at the watch on his wrist, and said, “Is it late at night over there?”

Scarlett took a look at the clock and replied, “Yeah, it’s half past three in the morning.”

“Why are you up so late? Did you go out and get drunk or something?” Francis asked seriously.

“No, no, nothing like that. Is that jealousy I hear in your voice? Afraid that I’ll go do something you won’t like, is it?”

Francis just gave a quiet cough and said, “Go to sleep now!”

“I haven’t finished my paper. And I can’t fall asleep.” Scarlett said, the frustration in her voice is clearly audible.

“Why don’t you just go to bed and do it when you wake back up? You are tired now, and your mind is not clear, so you won’t write a halfway decent paper anyway. Now go to bed quickly.”

Scarlett just sighed, “I can’t do that, it’s due in the morning. I gotta go now… bye.”

Francis stared at the screen of his phone. He felt the sharp pain of missing her.