C18 A Compromising Position

Rose Linder stared at Bright Lee with so much seriousness, hoping that he would give her a satisfactory answer.

"You will get to understand this matter better in the future," he said as he looked at her eyes which were full of expectation. He gave her a light-hearted answer on purpose.

'In the future? Is he sick or what?'

Rose couldn't help but curse in her heart ungracefully.

He successfully lifted her curiosity to the highest level and shattered it to pieces. All she wanted to do right now was to pounce on him and rip his proud and handsome face apart.

What was the difference between this answer and not answering at all?

Mr. Lee, I think it's better if I don't understand," Rose said angrily and turned her back to him. "I need to rest now. You can do whatever you please."

Watching this scene from where he stood, he saw that her small face was slightly wrinkled as a result of the anger she felt, although her eyebrows still showed that she was in a good mood.

"Have a good rest. Call me if you feel uncomfortable." Although he had an indifferent look on his face, his eyes were filled with gentleness.

Rose shut her eyes tight. Her long eyelashes trembled, but she didn't say a word in reply.

When Bright saw that she ignored him, he didn't care about her "disrespect". He covered her up well, turned off the lights, and closed the door gently.

As soon as he was out of the bedroom, he sat in the living room and called Daniel Bailey, asking him to get a change of clothes for him.

It didn't take long before Daniel brought the things over. "Mr. Lee, do you plan on staying here for the night?" he asked.

"Do I look like I'm joking?" Bright asked as he took the paper bag from Daniel. He put away the patience and gentleness he had when facing Rose. He returned to his cold and alienated self.

"Do you want to leave tomorrow?" Daniel asked, waiting for instructions.

"Stick to the original plan." Bright still had somewhere else to go tomorrow.

Since Rose was the chief designer of City J theater, she still had a long time ahead of her.

"Okay," Daniel said and left quietly.

Only then did Bright start to take off his suit and shirt, revealing a well-shaped upper body. His body was so defined and perfect to the point that there was no trace of fat.

After washing up and bathing for an hour, he wiped his wet hair as he walked out of the bathroom. He changed into a gray silk night robe with a high-quality texture. This made him look like a handsome and elegant noble young master.

He sat back on the sofa in the living room, picked up his glasses, and put them on. He turned on his laptop and continued working.

Around one o'clock in the morning, Rose woke up because she was thirsty. She stood up to get some water and saw that Bright was still awake.

The gray robe he wore added an extra layer of elegance to him. He was so clean that he looked like an inhumane statue, perfect and exquisite.

He was wrapped in the warm light. His handsome face had a serious expression. The habitual slight frown between his eyebrows made her have an impulse to step forward and calm him down.

Rose couldn't help but feel guilty in her heart. If it weren't because of her, he wouldn't have had to work so late.

She turned around and went back to the bedroom to pick up a thick blanket and stood in front of him. "It's cold, cover yourself up with this. Don't tell me you're fine because if you catch a cold, I don't have time to take care of you."

Then she bent over and put the blanket on him.

Bright looked at Rose, who was busy worrying about him. He felt it was nice and warm to have someone thinking about his well being.

"Don't you have a conscience?" he asked and raised his cute eyebrows in dissatisfaction. His dark eyes were deep and sharp as he stared at her without moving.

"Mr. Lee doesn't lack people to take care of him." Rose's lips curled up gently with a calm smile.

"There is no lack of people who are foolish," he replied as his angular face turned cold instantly.

This woman did not know what gratitude was, which was why he wanted to open her head to see what was inside her.

The atmosphere was a bit cold. Rose secretly looked at the side of Bright's cold face and felt that he was unhappy.

Her almond eyes looked at his laptop and she reached out to close it gently. "The work cannot be completed today. Go and rest."

"I like when today's work is done today." He didn't like to drag things out, more so, he didn't like to be labeled as inefficient.

"But the body is the capital of the revolution." Rose reached out to pull his wrist and continued, "Listen to me. After resting, the work efficiency will be higher."

She tried to pull him up from the sofa, but he didn't move an inch. It was as if they were both fighting.

Unexpectedly, she pulled his nightgown belt.

The result of this mistake was that his strong physique was displayed right in front of her.

His muscles were well-defined. Every part of his body was so appealing. It was the fascination of masculinity and strength, full of hormones. He was like a male model in a commercial, a rare immortal in the mortal world.

"Ah..."

Rose screamed in shock. She hurriedly covered her eyes and turned around. The redness on her white face burned to the back of her ears. The pink color was like a rose crystal. It was so fascinating that it made people want to pick it up.

All of a sudden, a warm chest came close to her back. When their skins touched, Rose had a numb feeling all over her body.

"Is Miss Linder so impatient?" Bright asked as he spoke softly in her ear.

The air was faintly filled with the fresh air of a mature man that only belonged to him.

This smell is too tempting and intoxicating.

"I... I didn't do it on purpose." She denied that she didn't have any lust for him. She added, "Besides, I didn't see anything!"

"Really?" He dragged the word and said in a playful tone, "You didn't see anything? Very well then, let me satisfy you at no cost at all."

He held her shoulder with both hands and turned her around to face him, giving her enough view.

All the same, Rose shut her eyes tightly and didn't dare to open them.

"Mr. Lee, can you please tie your robe properly?" she said in a pleading tone. "I made a mistake. I didn't mean that."

She didn't have the guts.

"Why don't you help me wear it?" He said playfully. He wanted to see her embarrass herself because she was too cute.

Her eyes weren't even open. How could she help him dress properly?

He was simply setting her up!

"Why should I help you? Don't you have hands?" Rose refused with a guilty conscience.

"Well, if you don't, I'll also do to you what you did to me." Bright had no intention of letting her go easily.

It was useless even if Rose was not convinced. She felt so much resentment towards him right now and had no choice but to do his bidding.

She opened her eyes slightly and did her best to set her gaze on his collarbone. She wiped her hands around his robe to feel for the belt and carefully tied it up for him with fear in her heart.

She was hopeless and her hands were trembling visibly.

Bright was the only one who enjoyed the whole process. He softened his cold face with a wide smile.

He was such a devil...

Rose felt that he must have had a grudge with her in his previous life and so, he came to suppress her in this life. Otherwise, she would always embarrass herself in front of him.

"All right."

Rose didn't stay around him much longer and ran back to her room.

For the remaining hours of the night, she could not sleep well. She kept seeing Bright's figure in her dreams, especially his dark eyes that contained a profound meaning.

By the time she woke up in the morning, it was already seven o'clock. She rubbed her eyes and got up quickly. After taking a shower, she put on light makeup to make her complexion look a little rosy.

When she was done, she walked into the living room and found that something was off. When she saw Bright, she was shocked.

"Mr. Lee, what are you doing?" Rose asked.