He battled to suppress the unwavering tension surging through him, but the indelible emotion dwelling within his heart held him captive, unwilling to let go. His face contorted gradually as his lips drew nearer to hers. With a gradual motion, her eyes closed, surrendering to his gentle touch as their lips met, a subtle and tantalizing kiss. The air crackled with a charged, sensual energy as he reluctantly pulled away, almost appearing ashamed of his actions. "I am sorry," he mumbled, his fingers lightly brushing against his lips."Why are you apologizing? Aren't you capable enough?" she remarked, a mischievous glint dancing in her eyes. Stephen endeavored to capture the essence of this playful exchange. "I thought things were moving too quickly. We've only just begun," he admitted, a hint of timidity in his words that ignited her laughter. In that moment, he couldn't help but feel a twinge of shame as she teased him."Do you really have to do this?" he asked, gently pulling her clo

Stephen stood tall, his voice carrying the weight of his emotions as he spoke. "But I told you not to call me young master again," he said firmly, his eyes filled with a mix of defiance and vulnerability. "We are like a family." President Karen, determined and unyielding, met Stephen's gaze with her own unwavering intensity. Her words cut through the tension in the room. "You won't date Nathalie if you truly think we are one," she replied, her tone laced with a hint of challenge, daring Stephen to reconsider his desires.Stephen's voice quivered with a mixture of frustration and determination as he pleaded his case. "I know you are doing this because Mum came to you, but I promise you, I'll talk to my parents. Just give me some time to reason with them. They are my parents." His eyes searched President Karen's face, hoping to find understanding in her expression. Meeting his gaze with a grave seriousness, President Karen spoke with a touch of weariness in her voice. "I know they're

"I understand that you may not be interested in pursuing a romantic relationship with me, and that's okay," she responded calmly, her tone neutral yet compassionate. "However, it's important for me to see you happy, and I would appreciate it if you could calmly explain everything to me." She gently encouraged him to rest on his chest, but he pulled back, seeming hesitant. Nervously, he revealed. "I actually have a girlfriend now, and it wouldn't be right for me to continue in this manner." In response, she smiled softly, acknowledging the situation. "Hmmm, I suppose I have lost in my pursuit," she admitted, a touch of acceptance in her voice. "Now that you are taken, I can free myself from any romantic expectations. But I would still like to remain your friend." A small, genuine smile graced his lips, a glimmer of hope still lingering between them."Are you okay with that? I hope you won't feel insecure," he asked, genuine concern reflecting in his eyes. He wanted to ensure that hi

Stephen's response held a firm, yet composed tone as he expressed his viewpoint. "I am a very disciplined man," he replied, his words reflecting his commitment to a certain way of living. There was a resolute quality to his voice, implying a belief that Alicia plan would not align with his principles. Upon hearing Ethan's response, Alicia burst into laughter, the sound filling the room. Her laughter carried a hint of mischievousness, perhaps driven by the sarcastic nature of her next remark. "I know, but don't forget I am a woman," she said sarcastically, her words laced with playful challenge. "I know how to play my game well. I'll make you moan my name throughout the night." The sarcastic tone added an air of lightness to her words, teasing Stephen in a flirtatious manner.Stephen responded with a dismissive hiss, the sound of his frustration clear as he turned and made his way back to his chair. He conveyed his annoyance nonverbally, not engaging further in the banter. Alicia,

Driving into the compound, a deep sense of unease settled in his chest. He fervently hoped that they hadn't discovered the truth, that he wasn't supposed to be in his own apartment. With quickened steps, he hurried towards the building, his eyes darting suspiciously, wary of the maids who were known for their gossip. Each step he took was filled with silent prayers, hoping against hope that he wouldn't encounter them in the living room.As he cautiously stepped into the living room, his heart skipped a beat. To his surprise, the entire family was huddled together, their faces etched with concern in the midst of a consoling moment.A wave of regret washed over him, realizing that he had neglected to inform them of his plans to venture out. All attention immediately shifted towards him, their inquisitive gazes filled with a mix of worry and curiosity."Son, where have you been through the night?" His father stood up, his voice laced with concern. "I am sorry, son," his mother said, her