Chapter 97

"If Serena did something to you, she should face some consequences."Frederick's voice was calm, but his eyes, hidden from Charlotte's view,burned with a dangerous intensity.

While Charlotte was away, Serena hadn't bothered him again. He thought she had finally learned her lesson and enjoyed the peace. But then he heard rumors about her chaotic personal life.

Frederick hadn't meant to invade her privacy; it was just that the people he had secretly assigned to protect Serena reported back to him. So, he withdrew his protection and surveillance over her.

"I don't want to talk about the past." Charlotte suppressed the slight warmth in her heart, deliberately putting on a stern face.

After all the drama of these past days, she no longer dared to trust Frederick's sincerity. What if he lost his memory again one day? What would she do then? Would she have to forget everything and start over too? She couldn't do it.

"Fine, let's not talk about the past. Let's talk about the present."

Frederick suddenly leaned in, pressing Charlotte down onto the table,his body over hers.

Charlotte's internal alarm bellswent off. She lowered her voice and hissed at him,"Are you crazy? There are still people outside! Get off me!"

"The soundproofing in the conference room is excellent. Didn't you already find that out last time?" Frederick chuckled softly, showing no sense of urgency. Charlotte's face turned red at his suggestive remark.

After their intimate encounter here last time, she had been extremely anxious when she left, fearing that people outside might have heard them.

To reassure her,Frederick had called in a bunch of people for a meeting and had her listen from outside the door.

That's when Charlotte realized just how soundproof this conference foom was. After all, it was the Percy Group's meeting room, and confidentiality was paramount.

"Get off me! I don't want to have sex with you." Charlotte pushed him away,still holding a grudge over what had happened that day.

Frederick's eyes darkened as he looked at her, his voice low, "You don't want to have sex with me, so who do you want to have sex with?"

"Anyone but you, you brute! Let go of me!" Charlotte shouted.

Frederick caught the loophole in her words and raised an eyebrow, "So,you're saying as long as I'm not a brute, it's okay?"

"I didn't say that!..." Before Charlotte could finish her sentence, a passionate kiss silenced her,swallowing the rest of her words.

This kiss was intense yet tender. Unlike before, Frederick didn't aggressively invade; instead, he gently caressed her lips.

His kisses moved from her lips to her nose, finally landing on the slightly pink corners of her eyes.

These light kisses sent a strange warmth through Charlotte's heart,a feeling she couldn't quite describe. Frederick had never treated her with such affection before, and now her mind was enveloped by this warmth, her resistance gradually fading.

Charlotte felt weak. She had sworn never to care about Frederick again,but his gentle kisses on her eyes made her crave more.

"Charlotte." Frederick's gaze was intense, his fingers gently tracing her flushed cheeks as if she were a precious gem.

Charlotte felt her face burning even hotter, the heat making it hard to breathe. She turned her head away, unable to meet Frederick's eyes.

But in the next moment, his large hand lifted her chin, forcing her to look at him.

"Do you still hate me when I'm being gentle like this?" He asked.

Frederick's eyes held a teasing glint, clearly sensing Charlotte's softening attitude.

His erection was already pressing against her, and by his habits, he would have already taken her without regard for her feelings. But today, he wasn't in a rush. He wanted Charlotte to truly feel pleasure. Physical connection was one thing, but the union of body and soul was his goal.

"I hate it." Charlotte managed to say, but her slightly parted lips and erratic breathing betrayed her arousal.

Frederick smiled at her contradictory words, burying his head in her chest.

Through her clothes, he gently nibbled on her nipples, years of familiarity

allowing him to find the spot even through her attire.

Charlotte's legs instinctively closed, but Frederick's knee was already between them. She felt herself getting wet, the sensation making her too embarrassed to lift her head.

Sensing her emotions. Frederick picked up a folder from his desk, opened it, and placed it on either side of Charlotte's head. This way, it blocked her view without hindering her breathing, and most importantly, it helped reduce her resistance.

Charlotte felt à bit relieved when she couldn't see Frederick or the light.but the thought of the folder, usually used for serious business,being used for this made her feel even more conflicted.

Frederick felt a bit regretful. He loved watching Charlotte's expressions during sex, seeing her beautiful face flush with desire because of him.It gave him immense satisfaction. But blocking her view like this also added a sense of mystery.

Frederick wasn't satisfied with just touching her through her clothes. He gently unbuttoned her shirt, his tongue immediately latching onto her exposed nipple,savoring it.

Charlotte let out a soft moan, her body arching upwards. Frederick knew this reaction meant she was feeling good, so he continued to suckle her more fervently while admiring her body.

Her tender pink nipples were squeezed and deformed between his fingers,the soft, elastic feel making it hard for him to let go.

Charlotte,however,was struggling to endure. She had never experienced such prolonged and detailed foreplay with Frederick before,so now,as he tasted her, her nipples felt as hard as little stones,aching slightly.

This throbbing pain mixed with a ticklish sensation, and as he played with her, waves of pleasure coursed through her, a mix of pain and delight.