Chapter 263

Charles's POV:



"Charles, I'm warning you... If you dare to do something this reckless again and disregard your life, I
promise that when you die, I'll immediately take my son with me and remarry another man. See if you
can jump out of the grave and stop me!"



Scarlett's eyes were red and moist. Her words were harsh, but her hands, which were bandaging my
wound, became gentler and gentler. Crystal tears fell from her eyes, streaming past her cheeks slowly.



"It hurts..." I murmured, pretending to be pitiful.



"Humph. You asked for it."



Scarlett wasn't moved. It seemed she was really furious this time.



"Scarlett, I swear I won't do that again! For the sake of you and our child, I will cherish my life." I
promised to Scarlett, my voice stern and my eyes serious.





Scarlett stared quietly into my eyes. Noticing the sincerity in my gaze, she gradually calmed down. She
sighed, helpless, and gently hugged me.



"Charles, you have to remember to think carefully before you do anything dangerous. You still have
your family. You have me, James, your parents, and your grandparents. We all need you."



There was a sob in Scarlett's tone, and her voice was breaking. I knew she was deeply shaken by
today's unexpected turn of events.



I returned her hug, squeezing her lovingly.



"This is the last time, okay?" Scarlett cried pleadingly.



"Okay. Should it happen next time, may I be impotent!"



That amused her. Scarlett smiled through her tears, and the sight of her sweetly upturned lips made me
feel better.





"Let's go home, Scarlett."



"Okay."



Spencer's POV:



I didn't expect that the party would end up like this, no thanks to Rita.



Scarlett helped the injured Charles leave, so did David and his fiancee.



That left only Vivian and me in the room. All of a sudden, the atmosphere between us seemed to turn
ambiguous. I began to feel warm all over.



Ever since I slept with Vivian, I couldn't stop myself from paying attention to her.



Just like right now, my eyes couldn't move away from her. She had on delicate make-up, and was
dressed particularly enchantingly today. The wine-red Chanel strapless dress set her sexy figure off,
showing her alluring curves. She leaned on the black leather sofa lazily, a glass of cocktail in her



slender hand. She looked like the fascinating Siren foretold in old myths. The smell of alcohol mixed
with the fragrance unique to a woman crept into my nose.



To suppress the desire in my heart, I hurriedly picked up a glass of ice water and gulped it down in one
full swing.



"Vivian, that dress looks good on you. When did you buy it?" I lowered my eyes as I spoke, trying to
hide the amazement in my gaze.



"It's a gift from Emily, actually. I think it's especially suitable for seducing men." So saying, Vivian flipped
her hair nonchalantly and threw me a meaningful look.



Emily…? Why did Vivian accept clothes from Emily?



I had to admit, the dress was so good on her! She looked like the epitome of sex appeal.



Suddenly, I felt that something was about to gush out of my nose. I stood up in a hurry, alarmed.





"Uh, I'm going upstairs. See you tomorrow!"



Once again, I fled from my confrontation with Vivian.



******



Later that evening, I was taking a shower when the doorbell suddenly rang.



I turned off the faucet and put on

a bath towel in a hurry. Then, I headed out of the shower to open the door.



Contrary to my expectations, the person who came into view right as I opened the door was a slightly
drunk Vivian.



As I was still in a daze by her sudden appearance, Vivian strode inside casually. She then turned
around and locked the door.





"It's so late. What's up?" I couldn't help swallowing a nervous gulp, and my heartbeat was increasing
rapidly.



Vivian did not answer. Before I could react, she pounced on me and pressed me on the king-sized bed.



"Of course, I'm here to meet my physiological needs. Last time, I was too drunk and didn't perform well.
I'd like to experience your skills wholeheartedly this time."



Vivian's slender fingers drew circles on my chest, tempting me further. Try as I might, I couldn't help but
find it distracting.



"Vivian, I told you that I'll be responsible for you, but please don't act like this." Despite my words, I was
struggling to keep my sanity.



"Don't say such disappointing words. We're both grow-ups. You don't need to be responsible for it." She
pressed a finger against my mouth, silencing me.



"But..."





"Shh. Every minute of the night is precious. Don't you want me, Spencer?"



Of course I wanted this sexy succubus! I wanted her more than anything. However, my reason told me
that doing so would be wrong.



Soon, I didn't have time to think about whether it was right or wrong. Vivian began to kiss me on my
lips, and slowly moved to my face and neck. When her hot lips kissed my sensitive Adam's apple, I lost
control.



My desire was akin to a fierce tiger that had escaped its cage, roaring fiercely, trying to swallow this
alluring woman. Instantly, I took the initiative and pressed Vivian on the bed.



"You asked for it!"



I couldn't wait to tear the red dress that distracted me so much earlier. I kissed Vivian fiercely, and my
hands reached for her voluptuous chest. Meanwhile, she wrapped her arms around my neck obediently
and responded eagerly to my kiss.





All the obstacles between us disappeared in an instant, and the surging tide of desire drowned us.



My scent lingered in Vivian's body. I ignored her pleas for mercy, again and again, until we finally
collapsed on the bed, exhausted.



The moon hung high in the middle of the night sky, witness to our love.



After resting for a while, I wanted to hold Vivian in my arms. However, she pushed me away.



She quickly got up from the bed, took my shirt, and put it on. When I saw her bare legs dangling in front
of me, the fire of desire began to stir again inside me.



Vivian then bent over to give me a soft kiss.



"Good night, Spencer. Remember to dream of me!" After saying that, she swung her waist seductively
before leaving my sight.





I opened my mouth, wanting her to stay, but I quickly realized that I didn't even have an excuse to do
that.



After my desire was released, there was only endless emptiness left. I could still smell Vivian's lingering
fragrance, which ignited wild fantasies in my head.



Physical reactions wouldn't lie. Being together with Vivian made me feel unprecedentedly happy, that
was fact. This was the happiness my previous partners failed to give me, both physically and mentally.



I couldn't help but touch my chest. Had I really fallen in love with her?


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