Love Strategy: CEO He is Really Scheming！

Nicole’s unspeakable complex emotions roiled within her, as her fingers touched Jose Floyd’s burning hot arm, causing her delicate eyelashes to tremble uncontrollably in the face of his indifferent visage....

Jose Floyd’s heart was also in tumult, especially when Nicole gazed at him with her deep eyes, igniting a flame within him, making his body’s temperature rise again and again.

When, one day, the only person residing in your heart gazes at you without blinking, you’ll feel an impulse — to pounce on and hold her down!

Jose Floyd silently cursed himself as a ’rogue,’ feeling parched under Nicole’s gaze, he feigned composure while sipping the soup placed nearby.

He finished the bowl of soup swiftly, returning it to its original place, but his eyes unintentionally caught sight of an item placed beside the bowl on the small table. With his slender fingers, he picked it up, "What’s this?"

"....!!"

Nicole immediately reached out to snatch away the item Jose Floyd had picked up — it was the condom Joshua Floyd had shoved into her hand!!

If Jose Floyd saw it, would she still have any dignity left?!!

As Nicole went to grab it, Jose Floyd’s eyes had already scanned the words on the packaging, his expression becoming colorful in an instant as he looked at Nicole with ambiguous intent, "Nicole, carrying this into my room, are you trying to hint at something?"

"Hint at what?!" Nicole rushed to grab it, her face flustered and anxious: "Joshua just shoved it into my hand at the door! Before I could return it to him, you opened the door, and Joshua bolted when he saw you! It’s not mine, it’s Joshua’s!!"

Jose Floyd’s usually cold face rarely smirked, glancing at Nicole with a slight smile, "Your explanation at this moment, truly sounds like trying to hide with clumsy cover-up."

"Jose Floyd!!" Nicole shouted, overwhelmed with urgency, "It’s really not mine! Why would I buy something like this! Jose Floyd, give it back to me!! You’re injured, if I truly act out, you won’t benefit!"

Nicole reached out to grab, but Jose Floyd teasingly avoided letting her touch the item.

Pushed to the brink, Nicole shot a sharp glare at Jose, and swiftly approached to snatch it with both hands.

As she got closer, a faint fragrance emanated from her. Because of the tussle, her body unintentionally brushed against his, causing the heat he had suppressed with the soup to surge once more, rising rapidly.

Jose Floyd’s eyes flickered, as he wrapped an arm around Nicole’s waist, uttering in a low growl: "Stop moving, Nicole!"

Another move from her, and indeed, he’d become a rogue.

Her chestnut curls hung over her chest, her bright eyes and white teeth, such exquisite features that were almost breathtaking, not realizing her current position so close to Jose, being held by him, was so intimate, she focused only on the item. Looking at Jose, she extended her slender fingers, "Give it to me, I’ll return it to that bastard Joshua!"

Her visage reflected deeply in his eyes, after all these years, she still amazed him like the first sight, her beauty in his gaze, her rosy cheeks left him lost, his body temperature rising over and over.

Something felt wrong—

This heat had exceeded his body’s normal temperature greatly, clearly verging upon a physiological reaction. Jose’s peripheral vision caught the empty soup bowl, his eyes darkening.

After a few seconds of silence, Jose Floyd’s gaze became firm and resolved when he looked at the person so close: "Nicole, you were the one who brought me the soup, now it’s too late to regret!"

With that, Jose tightened his grip on Nicole’s body, pulling her into his embrace!

Nicole was startled by the sudden move, barely reacting when Jose’s lips blocked hers!

His kiss, like him, was domineering with force, allowing no escape, directly invading her territory!

As Nicole’s hands intended to resist, she inadvertently glimpsed Jose’s right arm....

Seeing the bandaged wound, recalling why he got injured, her ready-to-move hands dropped powerlessly.

Jude Charington had him exchange his hand for her life, plus the injuries from the fight with Jude, it was the same arm.

For her, his hand had been wounded repeatedly, almost ruined.

She couldn’t turn a blind eye to it, couldn’t remain indifferent, and certainly couldn’t retaliate against him...

Her yielding only encouraged Jose’s advances, his taking became increasingly fierce.

Due to exertion, fresh blood stained the bandage on his hand.

Nicole’s eyes narrowed with concern, watching Jose, "Don’t move! Jose Floyd, do you want your hand to be wasted?"

Hearing her urgent shout, Jose glanced at his wound, eyes shifting to Nicole with an unfathomable depth.

Indeed, only for a moment—

Jose lowered his head again, dominating her without giving any chance, possessing everything of hers once more.

....

Everything flowed naturally, two hearts inclined towards each other, just missing the expression of affection, finally faced each other honestly, embarking on an unforgettable intimate encounter.

Afterwards, Jose leaned against the headboard, his gaze deep.

While Nicole, taking Jose’s towel, lowered her gaze and entered the bathroom.

In the bathroom, revisiting the previous scene, she showered in a daze, and as her fingers touched the ’Feng’ carved on her back, the towel slipped from her hand.

Recalling her brother Arlo Seys’s call, recalling her promise to return in a week, Nicole bent to pick up the towel from the floor, her fingers quivering slightly.

Love, after thousands of turns, she ultimately fell for the man who held everything of hers, transforming her from a girl to a woman.

How did this man, Jose Floyd, so silently and unnoticeably occupy all her thoughts?

This man, compelling with such dominance she couldn’t resist, but after a week upon returning to City C, how would she face it?

In the bathroom, Nicole remained lost for a while before coming out, spotting the man with a deep, pondering look, smoking a cigarette on the bed.

Nicole lowered her gaze, walking to the bed, lifting the blanket and slipping into the bed gently, not crossing the invisible boundary between them.

As Jose smoked, he glanced at Nicole in his peripheral vision, noticing her deliberate distance, agitated his smoking.

He took a deep drag.

A mouthful of smoke exhaled slowly.

He then spoke in a low voice: "Nicole, now that it’s so quiet at night, tell me the truth, did you ever, in those five years, have a moment of feeling for me?"

"Or even just for an instant, have you ever loved me, Jose Floyd? ...."

"Not as an act, just purely and simply loved me, even just once?....."

Nicole clutched the blanket, her fingers tightening, biting her lip for quite a while, yet still not uttering a word.

"Nicole, is it really so hard to give an answer? It’s just one or two words."

"’Yes’ or ’no,’ can’t you just give a straightforward answer?"

Jose Floyd’s sarcasm was so evident....

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