Chapter 1


    Cordelia woke up in the middle of the night, feeling utterly knackered.


    Long story short, no one would believe it, but she had slept with Ronanst night. It was her first time,


    and it didn''t feel particrly special, just painful.


    What left a deep impression on her was when Ronan''s beard brushed against her cheek, his breath on


    her neck, his kisses on her ear, and his deep voice apanying their physical contact, making


    Cordelia''s body unbearably hot. Throughout the process, Ronan kept murmuring a name into


    Cordelia''s ear. Despite not being able to make out the name, it did nothing to lessen Cordelia''s


    excitement and nervousness.


    In the middle of the night, Cordelia woke up. Ronan was still asleep. She nced at the man''s serious


    face and somehow felt closer to him. She craved the warmth of his embrace and even fantasized about


    continuing to lie next to him, holding him as she slept. But she knew that if she didn''t leave now, it


    would mean trouble.


    Ronan was the CEO of Lumos Enterprises, who had slept with an intern, Cordelia. She knew the


    consequences would be dire. At best, she would lose her job and be kicked out; at worst, she would be


    no ce in Millstone.


    Yesterday was the first day of team building, and Ronan got drunk in the evening. He grabbed


    Cordelia''s hand, who was helping him to his room, and kissed her without warning. Cordelia initially


    wanted to resist, but when she saw Ronan''s face, she was somehow in a daze and couldn''t resist.


    Before this, Cordelia hadn''t even had any direct contact with Ronan.


    Cordelia stumbled back to her room, pretending that nothing had happened, until six in the evening,


    when several buses arrived and were parked in front of the hotel to take them back to thepany.


    Cordelia got on the bus with another intern, Brooklyn. As soon as they got on the bus, they saw


    someone sitting in the first row, resting with his eyes closed, giving Cordelia quite a start. If it was not


    Ronan, who else could it be?


    The bus was filled with people, with only the seats next to and behind Ronan empty. Cordelia''s face


    immediately turned red, and since she and Brooklyn werete, they had no choice but to sit behind


    Ronan.


    "Didn''t Mr. Evans drive here himself? Why is he taking the bus back with us this time?" Brooklyn


    whispered in Cordelia''s ear. Brooklyn had a loud voice, and even when she was "whispering,"


    everyone could hear her clearly.


    "I don''t know," Cordelia replied, looking down at her feet.


    When she got on the bus, she tried to hide her face, afraid that Ronan would recognize her. But she


    also had a glimmer of hope that perhaps Ronan didn''t remember what happenedst night. Even if he


    did, he wouldn''t know that it was Cordelia since he hadn''t had any contact with her before, and he was


    drunk, and the lights were off for most of the night.


    The ride was long, and Brooklyn started ying with her phone. Cordelia wanted to do the same, but


    she couldn''t find her phone anywhere.


    Cordelia nudged Brooklyn, "Can you call my phone? I can''t find it."


    "Where did you leave it?" Brooklyn asked as she dialed Cordelia''s number.


    The ringtone sounded, but it wasn''ting from Cordelia''s bag or her suitcase, but from the seat in


    front of them, more precisely, from Ronan''s hand.


    Cordelia tensed up, feeling as if all the hairs on her body were standing on end.