Fall into CEO’s Love Trap

She thought she had heard wrong, but after two more steps, the footsteps seemed to be getting closer.

Cecilia Glendon was anxious and remembered the news she had read before, also about a lone woman who met a psychopathic killer in an underground parking lot.

Her heart was suddenly creeped out, the pace of her feet accelerated, the elevator was close at hand, she almost ran through.

But when her hand was about to touch the elevator button, suddenly a pair of hands from behind her, one hand clasping her waist, the other covering her mouth to pull her to the side of the dark.

Cecilia Glendon just felt her scalp tingle, and the moment she was held hostage, she reflexively attacked the man behind her with a vicious elbow.

The person looked unprepared and was hit squarely by Cecilia Glendon, whose hand over her mouth loosened a bit.

Cecilia Glendon took the opportunity to bite him on the hand.

She originally thought that the man would be pained to let her go, but no … he not only did not let go, and even hold tighter.

At some point she had been pinned against the wall, his body pressed against hers, and the familiar scent of his body burrowed into her nose.

Cecilia Glendon still biting movement froze, she tried hard to stare at the person in front of her, but it was too dark, she could not see clearly, only vaguely see a sharp-edged face.

“You …” she tried to speak, only to have her mouth gagged before she uttered a single word.

This time it wasn’t his hands, but his lips.

The moment he kissed up Cecilia Glendon was suddenly sure of who he was.

His kiss was like a storm, hot, hot, long, long tongue, kissing Cecilia Glendon tingling, and soon soft into a puddle of water in his arms.

Cecilia Glendon felt her lips were a little sore from his kisses, but he was still unrelenting as if he hadn’t kissed enough.

She pushed twice, hard not to push him away, and finally could only bite a bite of his tongue.

“Hiss …” his painful sound rang out and finally let her go, but the hands that were clasping her did not let go, instead he embraced her even tighter.

“Are you crazy!” Cecilia Glendon, her mouth freed, pressed her voice in anger, “Abbott Benson, what the hell are you doing!”

After that last interview in the tea room, didn’t he say that there was no possibility between them?

And what is he doing now? Not in his own house at night, coming downstairs to kiss her?

“Kiss you.” He replied matter-of-factly.

Cecilia Glendon was about to laugh: “If I remember correctly, you’re married, right?”

“You’re not misremembering.” He still had the same tone of voice.

Cecilia Glendon pushed him twice more and didn’t push away.

“Let go!” She said a little angrily.

“Why are you going on a blind date?” He didn’t let go and asked.

Cecilia Glendon’s movements faltered: “What’s it to you? You’re allowed to get married and I’m not allowed to go on a blind date?”

“Well …”

Cecilia Glendon froze for a moment before she realized what he meant by the sound of his umph.

“You’re sick in the head.” She scolded, “I’m single now, what’s it to you if I go on a blind date? You told Moses Walker and Helen Benson to come over and mess up, and now what are you doing?”This is from NôvelDrama.Org.

“No blind dates.” Abbott Benson said in a soft voice as he rested his head on her shoulder.

Cecilia Glendon was once again exasperated: “Abbott Benson, if you’re sick, go to the hospital, don’t come to me.”

Abbott Benson didn’t say anything for a long while, just leaned against Cecilia Glendon’s shoulder, his gentle breath spilling some of it through her scarf and tickling her neck.

“Hey …” he let out a long sigh, “still can’t do it …”

He was obviously the one who pushed Cecilia Glendon away, but now he can’t help it once he hears that she’s on a blind date.

Helen Benson called him to say that Cecilia Glendon’s blind date was very, very nice, and that if nothing else, the two of them might get together, and he sat up right away.

By the time he looked back again, he was standing and waiting.

He knew he was in no position to stop Cecilia Glendon from going on a blind date, but he just couldn’t stand by and watch her get owned by another man.

“Cecilia Glendon, wait for me, okay?” He whispered in Cecilia Glendon’s ear in a mute voice, “Give me time and I’ll divorce Jamie Hall.”

Hearing this, Cecilia Glendon used a lot of strength to get calm, but when she spoke, she found her voice trembling uncharacteristically: “… How long?”

“I’m still working on it.” He said, “Exactly how long it will take, not sure.”

“So you’re asking me to wait for you indefinitely?” She said, “Abbott Benson, you can’t do that, you’re being too cruel to me.”

“I’m sorry.”

“I don’t want your sorry.” She pushed him away and for once got out of his arms without a hitch, but she was still blocked between the wall and him.

“I won’t be a third party. If you can’t let go, then divorce Jamie Hall, and come back to me when you’re divorced.” Cecilia Glendon said, “But I don’t guarantee that I won’t be with another man in the meantime.”

Her words completely jolted Abbott Benson awake, and he seemed to suddenly wake up to how much he had just said.

He took two steps back and half of his entire body appeared in the light.

He was standing backlit, and Cecilia Glendon couldn’t see his face.

“I’m out of here.” He said.

“You …” Cecilia Glendon didn’t expect him to say that out of the blue, froze, and before she knew it Abbott Benson had turned around and was walking towards the dimly lit parking lot.

His tall back walking in the darkness, as if carrying a myriad of silence and loneliness, watching Cecilia Glendon’s heart choked, some breathless.

She wanted to go after them, but what would she do afterwards? What could she say? That she would wait for him?

Such words Cecilia Glendon could not say, she did not know if she would wait for Abbott Benson.

So she stopped and didn’t go after them.

Not long after, there was a sound of a car gradually driving away.

Cecilia Glendon didn’t stand anymore, she took two steps, then knelt down and picked up her phone.

The phone fell on the ground just now in an emergency, but luckily it didn’t break.

When she got home, Debby White was still lounging on the couch watching TV, sitting on the carpet with a blanket on her lap in the middle of winter.

“Eh, back.” Hearing the door open, Debby White looked over, “Had enough to eat? I left you dinner.”

“Not very hungry.” Cecilia Glendon shakes her head, casually hangs her bag on the wall, then walks over to Debby White and sits down.

Just sitting down, Debby White drove to sit on the couch: “You’re only just hurt, why sit on the floor?”

She said, sitting up herself and hiking the blanket most of the way up Cecilia Glendon’s lap.

“How did the blind date go today?” Debby White asked.

“It’s okay.” Cecilia Glendon said as she pinched her brow.

“It’s okay?” Debby White looked at her red, slightly swollen lips, “What did you have for dinner? Is your mouth swollen like that?”

Her comment caused Cecilia Glendon to bounce off the couch and run toward the bathroom.

The person in the mirror, her face slightly red, her eyes with a little mist, not obvious, but her lips are swollen and red.