Unable to resist, Marcus enveloped her from behind, murmuring tender words that lovers often share. “You were absolutely irresistiblest night”


    Melissa offered a faint smile, but as she showered, her thoughts turned introspective. The steam fogged up the ss, and she lightly tapped her head.


    The temptation of men had a way of leading one astray, Melissa thought.


    Impulse seemed like the devil''s ything.


    Hdl had she felt so hollowst fight, surrendering so easily to Marcus “allure? His motives were evident, yet Melissa harbored no wish to reconcile or begin anew. They


    really shouldn''t have had sex! After lingering in the bathroom, she emerged, wrapped in a soft white bathrobe, looking irresistibly tempting.


    Breakfast had already been delivered, and Marcus sat at the dining table, casually flipping through the newspaper handed to him by the waiter. The front-page headline caught his attention. It was about the CEO of Fowler Group spending the night with an unidentified woman.


    The photo depicted them in the hotel lobby, Melissa draped in his coat, her face shielded from view by his protective stance.


    As Melissa joined him at the table, her eyes fell upon the news.


    Marcus nced up, attempting to gauge her reaction. After a moment, he set the newspaper aside, intertwining his fingers. With a soft voice, he asked, “Do you want to make our rtionship official?” “What rtionship?” Melissa pretended ignorance as she took the newspaper, scanning its contents before nonchntly remarking, “Scandals are merely scandals, after all. My face isn''t even in the photo.”Property belongs to N?vel(D)r/ama.Org.


    But Marcus persisted.


    Despite being a little slow regarding matters of the heart, he was notpletely oblivious, especially when it came to Melissa.


    While she had been proactive the night before, this morning, alongside herpliance, there was a noticeable distance.


    It was clear she had no intention of acknowledging what had happened between themst night.


    “We''ve slept together. There should be some sense of responsibility.” Marcus pressed, his tone firm.


    Melissa took a sip of her milk, maintaining herposure as she replied with a smile, “I don''t need you to be responsible for me. We''re both adults here, no need for such melodrama.” Marcus’ smile, however, held a cold edge.


    He enunciated each word deliberately, “l mean, you should” take responsibility for met” After the eventful night, Melissa didn''t feel inclined to argue with him.


    She took a sip of milk to alleviate any tension before acknowledging, “You did exert a lot of effortst night, I''l give you that. Ill whip up something nice to help replenish your strength.”