Go To The Party
“Put down the clothes and go out.” Maurice turned around, instantly hiding his chest from Eliana’s sight.
She stopped in her tracks, but that glance frightened her.
Why did Maurice have the same scar on his chest-as Preston? Could the man she had slept with five
years ago be… Eliana put the clothes bags on his big desk: Instead of leaving, she walked towards
him.
“Mr. Moran, is there anything else you want me to do?”
Maurice turned around and looked at her coldly: ‘Is she finally going to give herself away?’ he
wondered.
Eliana was scared by his gaze, She was determined to find out about the true identity of the man she
had slept with that night. Bracing herself in fear, she approached him slowly. Maurice suddenly grabbed
her arm and pulled her into a warm embrace —- He wanted to see how far she was willing to go..
However, Eliana was frightened. She felt her heart in her throat and began gasping for breath.
“Eliana.” Maurice smiled-faintly, staring at her with his deep eyes, trying to bewitch her
But she was profoundly scared, and almost bit her tongue: “What…What’s wrong?”
As he lifted her chin, making her look into his eyes, it seemed like the distance between them vanished.
Panicking, Eliana leaned back to avoid meeting his eyes. In her eyes, he was the devil that was able to
cast spells. She always felt that Preston was remarkable when:it came to seducing her, but she did not
expect Maurice to be on par with him.
Pinching her palm tightly, she looked down. Maurice’s body was beautifully sculpted, and he looked like
a Greek God. However… The scar had disappeared from his chest. How could it be possible? She had
seen it just a second ago! With her eyes wide open, Eliana tried to look deep into his clothes.
But from where she was standing, it seemed like she was gazing at his crotch Maurice gritted his teeth,
and asked, “What are you looking at?”
“Nothing,” Eliana replied subconsciously before she put her hands on his waist, wanting to pull his shirt.
He held her hands, looked at her, and said, “What’s going on? You want it?”
“No! I don’t! Don’t get me wrong!” Eliana denied resolutely, looking at him, She quickly pushed Maurice
away, but she continued to gaze at his chest.
Maurice’s gray tie was blocking her view. Did she hallucinate and think that the tie was a scar? Seeing
her strange expression, Maurice narrowed his eyes at her. Until now, he had no clue that she was a
lascivious woman. With an embarrassed smile, Eliana explained, “I’m sorry. I thought that you had the
same scar as my friend. I was mistaken.”
Thinking of what she had just said, she felt that it was ridiculous. One man was a gigolo in a nightclub,
and the other was the CEO of her company. Even if they had something in common, it was impossible
for Maurice to be the man she had slept with five years ago. She assumed that she had been too busy
lately, and that was probably the reason her judgment was a little faulty now.
“Really?” Maurice deliberately straightened his shirt and buttoned it up slowly. He looked at her
strangely and asked, “So this is the way you like to recognize people, huh? You take off their clothes
when you meet them? What kind of friend is he?”
Eliana understood what he meant and blushed.
“Just… an ordinary friend!” She lowered her head, gritted her teeth, and tried to leave. But then,
Maurice ordered coldly, “Don’t go. Wait here.”
Eliana wanted to protest, but she could only hear the lounge door close. When Maurice opened the
door again, he was wearing a suit for the party. He was serious and cold, but his delicate features
made him look like a handsome prince. Eliana’s heart skipped a beat. She suddenly felt a tie on her
hand.
“Help me.” His voice was cold. She was stunned.
“What?” Maurice looked at her and asked in a low voice, “Didn’t you ask if there is anything else I want
you to do?”
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