The Betrayed Heiress Is Now the CEO’s Obsession novel Chapter 110

Chapter 110

Zac finished his cigarette, but the frustration burning in his chest only intensified.

He drove straight back to the hotel.

As he entered the room, he yanked off his tie with irritation and tossed his jacket onto the hook behind the door. But when he looked up, he froze.

Lying across the bed in the center of the room was Wendy, wearing a black lace slip, her body posed seductively.

“You’re back,” she purred, her eyes sultry and voice thick with suggestion.

It was a scene straight out of a fantasy–one that hit Zac like a punch to the gut. Blood rushed to his head. His body reacted before his brain could catch up, desire flaring hot and fast.

Still, he clenched his jaw and forced himself to hold back. His expression darkened. “What are you doing here?”

“I came to wait for you,” she said, her voice low and alluring.

“Get out,” Zac snapped, his tone ice–cold.

“No,” she said softly, moving toward him.

She stepped off the bed with slow, graceful movements, sauntered over, and grabbed his tie, tugging him closer. She leaned in, her breath warm against his ear.” Let me take care of you tonight.”

Zac tried to push her away, but she pulled him in and kissed him.

He let out a low groan and didn’t stop her.

The room heated quickly.

Desire took over.

He lost control.

Zac lifted her roughly and threw her onto the bed.

They spent the night in a storm of passion, tangled in sheets and silence.

The next morning, Zac woke naturally to the sunlight streaming through the curtains. As he opened his eyes, the sight that greeted him wiped away any trace of drowsiness.

Wendy’s face was inches from his.

He jolted upright like he had been electrocuted. “What the hell are you doing here?”

Wendy blushed, her voice coy. “Zac, you were all over me last night. We didn’t stop until almost morning. Did you forget already?”

Zac stared at her in disbelief

His eyes dropped to the floor, where their clothes lay scattered–her torn black stockings among them. The images from the night before came flooding back in a sickening wave.

He cursed under his breath and got out of bed to find his clothes.

“Where are you going?” Wendy asked, reaching for him.

“Let go.” He shoved her hand away, fury creeping into his voice. “I told you. Don’t try to seduce me again. The only person in my heart right now is Charlotte.”

Wendy scoffed “Charlotte? You were moaning last night, Zac. You didn’t seen too heartbroken about her then. Stop pretending. You still want me, don’t you?”

Zac let out a cold laugh. “You really think men can’t separate sex from love? You know who I was thinking about the entire time I was with you? Charlotte. That’s why it happened again and again because I was imagining her, not you.”

Her face went pale in an instant. “You’re a bastard, Zac Gibson!”

He pulled a clean shirt from the closet and started getting dressed. “Yeah, well, you’ve always known I was one.“‘

He gave a bitter, self–mocking laugh, his voice quieter now. “If I wasn’t a bastard, I wouldn’t have hooked up with you while I was still with Charlotte. If I wasn’t a bastard, I wouldn’t have lost her in the first place.”

Wendy looked at him for a long moment. Then, suddenly, she let out a cold and sharp laugh.

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