The Lost Heir's Vendetta

Chapter Eighty-One

“Erica?”

She called again as she roamed her eyes throughout her body and on her disheveled black wet hair.

“I'm sorry Sir, I didn't know you were in here, she just jumped into the elevator as I was coming up here,” Sadie said dejectedly.

Aidan tilted his head to the side, scowling at Sadie. All his emotions and the blood rush had left his dick and went straight to his head. He clenched his jaw tightly as his temples throbbed while his breathing increased, like a bull ready to charge at a bullfighter.

Eileen shifted her gaze back to Erica who looked like she wished for the ground to open up and swallow her whole. She had since folded her hands over her chest to hide her perky breasts and protruding nipples from being seen by her. She crossed her legs in a zigzag as if preventing the wetness she felt in between from slipping out and being seen by Eileen.

In all sense, she was more embarrassed and ashamed that she saw her in this flushed state, especially with Aidan. But Eileen did some