Chapter 258

Emily Smith jolted back to awareness, her cheeks burning. She turned her face away to evade his lips. "William Johnson, either take me or get off."

"Don't miss me at all?" His kisses trailed along her neck, warm breath ghosting over her skin.

Emily clenched the seatbelt, eyes shut tight. "No."

"Sure?" His fingers tugged at her collar.

"Sure." Her voice trembled.

William suddenly pulled back, studying her with amusement. When nothing happened after a long moment, Emily cracked open an eye—only to meet his laughing gaze.

"Liar." He leaned in closer. "You missed me desperately."

Flustered, Emily yanked her clothes straight. "Stop the car!"

"Sweetheart—"

"Let me out!" She slammed the partition button. Sam Wilson caught the silent cue in the rearview mirror and pulled over.

The door slammed shut hard enough to rattle the windows. Emily hailed a cab and sped off, but the black Maybach shadowed her relentlessly in the rearview mirror.

At Sky City's elevator, the doors were about to close when a hand shot through. Emily stumbled back as William stepped in calmly. She mashed the close-door button like he was the devil himself.

The keypad beeped an error. Emily's shaking fingers botched the code three times. Finally inside, she threw three deadbolts and slid down the door, collapsing to the floor.

The doorbell rang like a death knell.

Under the shower's scalding spray, Emily buried her face in her hands. Water sluiced over her burning ears. The mirror reflected swollen lips and faint red marks on her collarbone.

William's WeChat notifications chimed incessantly through the water. The latest read: The code's 0214. Want me to prove it?

Outside, Mia Harris rounded the hallway humming, nearly colliding with a tall figure leaning against the wall.

"V-Vice President Johnson?" Her boba tea almost slipped. "Why aren't you inside?"

"Waiting for my Emily." He waved his phone. "She's showering."

Mia's eyes widened. Fumbling with the fingerprint lock, she yanked the door open eagerly. "Please come in! Emily... showers really fast!"

The moment William crossed the threshold, the bathroom door clicked open. Emily froze in her robe, a droplet from her hair splattering onto the marble tiles.