His Domineering Lover

"What kind of coffee do you like to drink?" The man opened his mouth, calm and unruffled. Aleigha's heart was already in turmoil as she listened. "I don't do coffee." Her answer was a little agitated.

"She doesn't do coffee, interesting." The man seemed to be talking to himself. His eyes were calm and focused on the front.

Aleigha smiled embarrassedly, but she was so nervous in her heart that she felt ridiculous.

This man did not do anything to her. In fact, he was very polite.

But why did she feel resistant in her heart? She even had the illusion that she was being peeped at the deepest secret in her heart.

"I know a good place. Would you like to go with me?"

The man was still asking her politely, but Aleigha couldn't help feeling it was somewhat of an order.

She nodded and agreed. Then, she regretted and wished she could slap herself a few times.

The car roamed on the road, but Aleigha's mind

was in a mess.

After an unknown period of time, the car slowly stopped at the side of the road.

The man said nothing and got off the car first.

Aleigha also hurried to get out of the car, but she found that she couldn't untie the seatbelt despite all her efforts.

The car door was opened, and the man appeared beside her. Seeing her embarrassment, he reached out and unfastened her seat belt.

His delicate fingers were long and slender, tinged with the scent of tobacco, making Aleigha a bit absentminded.

The man stood outside the car, quiet like a statue.

Aleigha came to her senses and got off the car awkwardly, but she almost hit her head on the roof of the car. The man just reached out and covered her head.

Aleigha's face became more and more awkward. She followed the man obediently like a kitten.

It was winter and cold. There was another rain last night. It was now damp and cold outside and Aleigha couldn't help shuddering.

As she and the man entered a glass-decorated restaurant, there were very few guests inside.

Such a place, decorated and furnished so extravagantly exquisite, was quite rare in the city.

The man seemed to be a regular customer. The waiter led them to a window seat as soon as they entered.

Aleigha found that there was an artificial lake in the backyard of the restaurant. There was a pavilion on the lake, and there was a winding way above the water that led to it. The way wound its way around the pavilion and spread out, connecting to some other ancient courtyards, forming a sheer contrast to the restaurant they were sitting in.

From the place they were sitting, they could see each and every detail of the whole place.

The waiter brought the menu, and Aleigha did not move.

"A pot of the newest batch of your finest green tea and some pastry. I'll call you if I need anything else."

The man looked out of the window, and the calm look on his face was really hard to see through.

Aleigha felt like she was a puppet on a string, being led to go wherever the man wanted her to go by an invisible thread.

"You tend to get lazy in winter. Been quite a while since I came around here. Alas, missed a good deal of the finest sceneries around here."

Aleigha followed his gaze and looked over, only to see that he had been looking at the pavilion.

It seemed that in front of the man, Aleigha was always very quiet. In fact, she didn't know what to say.

"Sir, in fact, we are not familiar with each other," Aleigha thought for a moment and suddenly said.

But as she finished, she realized that she was being rudely abrupt.

"Freddie said that you are a girl of magic, which is very, very intriguing to me."

Aleigha's body trembled.

The man suddenly looked at her. His calm eyes were deep like a whirlpool.

Not being able to think of anything to properly resume the conversation, Aleigha lowered her gaze and remained silent.

After the tea was served, the man poured her a cup before sinking back into dead silence again.

It was not until 7 o'clock in the evening that Aleigha was sent back to the downstairs of Adrian's company.

Before she left, the man asked for her phone number.

Aleigha watched as the car left, but she was no longer in the mood to eat with Adrian.

She was just about to leave when she felt a powerful grip taking hold of her and before she knew it, she was pulled into an embrace.

"Who was that? And where did you go?"

Adrian's ghost- like voice rang in Aleigha's ears. She came to her senses at once.

Turning around, she pushed Adrian away.

Adrian's gaze was gloomy. Looking at the panic-stricken Aleigha, his face darkened as well.

"Now what on earth did you do that put such a guilty look on your face?"

Aleigha gave him a cold look. She frowned slightly and looked very unhappy.

"Since when do I have to make a report to you about everything I do? Who are you to me? Mind your own business!"

"Aleigha," Adrian was so angry that he gnashed his teeth.

Aleigha didn't take it seriously. She still looked indifferent. "Mr. Xiao, you're in such a bad mood."

"Mr. Xiao, given your current fury, I hardly think it's appropriate for us to go to dinner together."

"Have I been pampering you too much that you think you can do whatever as you please?" "Come here and I'll let bygones be bygones." Aleigha gave a cold snort, turned around and left.

What she heard outside the office in the afternoon made her very upset. This playboy of a man was too dissolute for her to be close to. Enraged, Adrian took large strides forward and lifted her up.

"Are you crazy? There are people all around here! What's your problem? Let go of me!"

Aleigha fluttered, but Adrian ignored her. He walked to the side of the car, sent the driver away, and threw Aleigha in the front passenger seat. Aleigha was flung on the seat, and her head hit the steering wheel directly, which made her grimace in pain.

"Adrian, you f*cking psycho!" Aleigha's tears were almost coming out.

Seeing her hurt, Adrian felt distressed and rushed into the car to try to comfort her.

"No! Get your hands off! Don't touch me," said Aleigha, who was burning with anger. She pushed Adrian's hand away.

"Woman, now I really think you need a rein on your neck." Adrian narrowed his eyes and put forth a bit of strength in his hand. Aleigha's body crashed into his embrace.

Not waiting for Aleigha to refuse again, he reached out his hand and raised her face, and then his lips fell. Aleigha's mind went blank for a moment. Then, she recalled the moaning from the afternoon and pushed Adrian. This time, Adrian learned his lesson and used both of his hands to hold her face tightly.

Unable to break free, Aleigha turned her head away, only to realize that there was no way Adrian would let her go. She couldn't break free, so she had no choice but to keep quiet. After a long while, Adrian finally let go of her. Aleigha's eyes were red as she glared at Adrian.

Adrian was stunned.

"What else can you do other than forcing me to comply? What have I done to deserve this?"

After saying that, Aleigha's tears fell down. She had suffered too much from this man like this.

As soon as she cried, Adrian's heart ached. "Aleigha, don't cry, it's my fault."

He was a little flustered since he had no experience with this.

"You b*stard, what have I done to serve a f*cking ungrateful b*stard like you?" "If I had known better, I would've just let you die! Don't f*cking touch me! It's disgusting!"

Adrian was completely dumbfounded. He wondered if all women were like this when angry or his Aleigha was a unique case.