What a Lovely Sweetie

It was autumn when breezes carried coolness in their breath. In City J, the night was as dark as ink, deep and lonely.

At the entrance of a five-star hotel, two young women were pulling at each other.

"Larissa, are you really going in? What about considering it more carefully? That man... Didn't you say he's very scary?"

"What else can I do but beg him?" Larissa Wilson looked resolute, but her slender shoulders trembled uncontrollably. Her quivering long eyelashes drooped slowly, covering her clear bright eyes.

She walked into the hotel and came to a deluxe suite on the 22nd floor. With her slightly-curved fingers, she knocked at the door.

The moment the door was opened, she closed her eyes tightly. Her curly eyelashes flickered as they trembled.

When she breathed deeply, she smelt faint alcohol and tobacco, a scent exclusive to men.

Strangely, she felt it was pleasant.

At this moment, a man was standing in front of her.

Was it him?

Glen Lake!

He was said to be a cold and cruel emperor in business, a well-known but fearful man in City J!

Gazing at the shivering woman, the man smiled faintly and ordered in an indifferent, deep voice, "Open your eyes."

Obediently, Larissa raised her head and lifted her eyelids slowly. Her attractive eyes were filled with innocence and confusion.

With a glance at the man, she was overwhelmed by his aura of authority. A wave of panic swept over her.

She clenched her fists slightly, her fingernails against her palms. Her heart went pitter-patter out of control!

The air was frozen.

The time was stilled.

Her eyes were locked on the man...