Wu Haoyu's POV:
As we pulled up to the ornate gates of Huang Jiang's villa, I couldn't help but steal glances at Huang Yanyan beside me. The late evening shadows accentuated the curves of her face, those full lips still bearing the swollen evidence of our heated kisses.
My grip tightened infinitesimally on the steering wheel as I recalled the feel of her body pressed flush against mine in the elevator. So responsive, so brazenly uninhibited in her desire despite that feisty bravado...
Huang Yanyan caught my burning sidelong glance and arched one perfectly sculpted brow challengingly. But before either of us could address the rampant elephant in the car, the villa's front doors burst open.
"There you two are!" Huang Jiang's booming voice preceded him as he strode out, mock sternness furrowing his wizened features. "Really now, Haoyu - keeping my little songbird out carousing until all hours of the night?"
