Heartbreak Brings Mr. Right

Lindsey had slipped into an elegant white backless dress tied at the neck, radiating charm and allure.

Andrew reached for Lindsey’s hand, but she skillfully evaded him.

She walked further into the room, settled on the plush bed, and spoke softly, “Mr.

Lee, as a modest agent, I don’t manage many high-profile talents.

I met your wife, Selah, through you and hoped to convince her to work with me.

Unfortunately, she wasn’t interested.

Could you possibly persuade her for me?”

Upon hearing that Lindsey had approached him with a request, using the prospect of offering herself to gain his assistance, Andrew’s final trace of caution evaporated.

He then tempted, “I can lend a hand, but you’ll need to indulge me tonight first.

”

“Really? Then we have an agreement.

You must assist me once it’s accomplished.

”

“Don’t worry, my dear.

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Lindsey wore a bashful expression, which tempted Andrew to make a move, but she cleverly sidestepped his advances.

“Mr.

Lee, there’s no need to rush.

It’s a long night ahead.

How about we kick things off with a drink to make it more enjoyable?”

“Okay, it’s up to you.

”

Summoning the waiter, Andrew requested a bottle of red wine.

He found himself drawn to women like her-seemingly innocent but having a promiscuous nature deep down.

With a suggestive grin, Andrew poured the wine into a glass and offered it to Lindsey.

She swirled the glass thoughtfully, turning to face Andrew before proposing, “Mr.

Lee, drinking like this is dull.

Shall we make it more interesting by feeding each other?”

“Great idea,” Andrew replied eagerly.

As Lindsey approached, offering the wine to Andrew with a coy smile, he drank from the glass she held out, his hand grazing her bare back.

Inside, Lindsey felt repulsed, wishing to retaliate against his behavior.

Suppressing her feelings, she played along.

“Now it’s my turn to feed you, darling.

”

Andrew rose to fetch another bottle of wine, but Lindsey excused herself to the bathroom.

“Mr.

Lee, I’ll take a quick shower.

Could you feed me in bed afterward?”

“Sweetie, you know well how to spice up!” Andrew chuckled, charmed by her actions.

Once inside the bathroom, Lindsey locked the door.

Suddenly, a large hand seized her wrist, pinning her against the wall.

A familiar, seductive voice whispered, “Miss Stewart, you’re in quite a mood tonight.

”

Lindsey’s eyes widened in disbelief.

Domenic?

Glancing up, she confirmed it was indeed Domenic before bombarding him with questions.