Chapter 313 Can We Do It One More Time?
Katniss had just unbuckled her seatbelt and was about to get out of the car, but his words made her sit back down firmly.
"I have a few things to say to you."
Tristan raised an eyebrow, gripping the steering wheel tighter, the veins on the back of his hand becoming more pronounced.
"If you meet a woman with a suitable family background, you should consider your future." She said bluntly.
As soon as she finished speaking, the atmosphere in the car dropped to freezing point.
He glanced at her sideways, "My future? After being with you for years and getting divorced, who would want me?"
Feeling inexplicably stung by his words, Katniss's mind conjured up the image of a bankrupt and divorced old man.
"But you are very capable." She reminded him earnestly, his strengths unmatched by many.
Tristan's profile tightened, his eyes darkening, "Really? Then why don't you want me?"
Katniss paused and said, "I can't afford you."
Her position at White Corporation was still unstable; she couldn't bring Tristan any help and might even cause trouble.
"Then no one else can afford me either." He was angry, his voice close to a growl.
"That's not necessarily true. The lady you were interested in earlier is the only daughter of a wealthy family. If you marry her, you can rebuild your influence."
She tried hard to persuade him, indicating she was serious.
But as soon as she finished speaking, Tristan suddenly raised his hand, his fingers threading through her hair, holding her head in place.
He leaned in and kissed her hard, pressing her into the seat.
His well-defined hand gripped her waist, his touch igniting heat throughout her body.
As if the kiss wasn't enough, he wrapped his long arm around her waist, lifting her from the seat.
Not working today, she was dressed simply in sweatpants and a T-shirt.
Straddling his hard thighs, the familiar position and intimacy made her heart race wildly.
Her hands braced on his shoulders, and she was held in a forceful kiss, their breaths mingling, bodies tightly pressed together.
"Let go of me!" The words spilled from her lips, but her soft lips were captured again by his.
He was wearing thin black sweatpants.
She could clearly feel his body's reaction, his breathing heavy and rapid.
She had expected him to be angry, but not like this.
She was worried he might make love to her right here!
She wanted to protest, but the kiss muffled her words into a soft moan, causing him to groan and release her.
Tristan leaned back in the seat, his brow furrowed, his sexy Adam's apple moving up and down, struggling to suppress his desire.
Katniss wasn't entirely unaffected, her body softened by his touch, lying weakly against him.
His hands gripped her waist, pressing down slightly, whether to relieve or to get closer, she couldn't tell.
She was fed up with being at his mercy, turning her head to bite his chest through his shirt.
He cried out in pain, his grip on her waist tightening, scolding softly, "Let go!"
"You deserve it." She stopped, glaring at him, but her reddened face softened her act into a sulk.
The veins on his neck bulged, wildness showing, his Adam's apple moving twice, his voice hoarse, "Do you understand now? My body only reacts to you. Don't mention other women again."
Katniss didn't quite believe it; men were creatures who thought with their lower halves.
Perhaps if another woman were sitting on Tristan's lap today, he would react the same way.
In truth, their bodies were very compatible, even after making love so many times, they still fascinated each other.
She had to admit, she really liked his lovemaking skills.
"Can we do it one more time?" His eyes reflected her slender neck, her sexy, glossy lips, and her bright eyes.
Every part of her made him lose control, all the longing and desire from so long flooding out.
He knew it was too much, but he really wanted it.
"It's not appropriate." Katniss moved slightly, but he held her in place, making her afraid to move again.
Wanting to get down, she didn't know how he managed to lift her in the cramped car, but he always could.
Her words were like a cold shower to him.
"Really know your limits." He curled his lips, "You don't lack money or love, what can I offer to make you come back?"
Katniss tilted her head back, almost crying. What would make her come back?
"Do you miss me?" His fingers gently pinched her waist, "Not even a little?"
The road ahead of him was dark, and he desperately wanted to hear some hopeful answer from her.
After a moment, Katniss lowered her head, "When I secure my position as the general manager of White Corporation, I'll confess something to you. Whether we're together or not, I should tell you."
"Another confession?" He sat up straight, pressing her soft body against his again, "How many things have you hidden from me?"
"Honestly, I didn't want to hide anything from you, but each thing started out of my control," she said.
Katniss thought her greatest ability was to secure her position as the general manager of White Corporation.
That should be the peak of her life. Whether she could protect Evie or not, she shouldn't continue hiding things from Tristan.
Her thoughts were instantly pierced by Tristan. She wanted to secure her position and become stronger, then confess certain things.
His brow furrowed, lips tight, he lifted his chin slightly, "During this time, don't avoid me, don't reject me."
Seeing her move her lips, he quickly pressed his finger to her lips, "I won't do anything excessive."
Hearing this, she stopped moving.
"Give me five more minutes, then you can go back," he demanded.
Katniss nodded, but before she could finish her movement, he suddenly blocked her lips, kissing her passionately.
The longing of countless days and nights couldn't be made up in this moment.
His kisses were sometimes fierce, sometimes gentle, trailing from her eyes to her collarbone.
Five minutes was really not enough; he only managed to move her to the passenger seat.
He even made her get out of the car and wait for ten minutes before he calmed down; then he got out and handed her the car keys.
Katniss's ears turned red, but she looked calm as she took the keys and drove away.
In the rearview mirror, she watched him get into a taxi, his custom sportswear looking out of place in the cab.
While in the car, his thoughts were all on her.
After getting out, her thoughts were all on him.
Neither of them noticed a car parked not far away, and someone was taking photos.
The photos were all handed over to Eudora.
She had someone following Katniss and Tristan for a long time, but she didn't expect to get something useful after so long.
The intimate kisses in the car, in high-definition, she could even see the love and infatuation in Tristan's eyes.
All for Katniss!
Her eyes turned red with jealousy.
She thought she at least had a man who loved her deeply, and that was Michael.
But she didn't expect that the one who betrayed her the worst was also Michael!
That unbearable day and night became a psychological shadow she could never escape.
Milan had erectile dysfunction, relying on medication to maintain, and when he got frustrated with her lack of response, he fed her a lot of drugs too.
But Milan couldn't satisfy her.
The feeling of burning desire tormented her even after Milan left.
All her pride and dignity were crushed, and when Michael walked in, she grabbed his trousers, begging him.
But he said the cruelest words, "I find you dirty."
"How can you do this to me? What am I supposed to do now?" His words sobered her up a bit, tears streaming down her face.
Michael curled his lips, saying with hatred and disgust, "What about Bella? The doctor said she has to rely on medication for the rest of her life to stay clear-headed. She can't get married, can't have children, what about her life?"
In reality, Bella had no ill intentions.
Her little tricks against Katniss were nothing compared to Eudora's schemes.
"Remember, everything that happened to you today was recorded by me. From now on, you come whenever I call."
Eudora looked at Michael, who seemed like a stranger, no, like a demon, with terror in her eyes, "What else do you want?"
"What do you think?" Michael smiled sinisterly, "I want you to never escape today's shadow."
Someone like Eudora, with a strong mind, the damage today was only temporary.
He wanted to remind her constantly, making her experience a living hell!
So, after leaving Michael that day, her back was drenched in cold sweat, constantly on guard for Michael.
Fortunately, Michael hadn't contacted her yet.
She still had things to do.
After a while, thinking of something, she pursed her lips, processed the photos, and sent them to major newspapers.
On a leisurely afternoon, Katniss returned home, took a nap with Evie, and woke up to find herself in the news:
#White Corporation's New General Manager Caught on a Date with a Kept Man. #Digging into the Private Life of White Corporation's New Female General Manager!
The photos showed her being kissed passionately by Tristan, taken from outside the car. Tristan's face was blurred.
Although her face wasn't visible, there were two high-definition photos of her getting out of the car.
So everyone quickly knew it was her kissing in the car during the day.
As for the man being called a kept man, there was a photo of Tristan getting into a taxi, just his back.
Good physique, well-dressed, but taking a taxi, implying Katniss was supporting him, just without a car.
Katniss was single, and her swift and decisive business tactics at White Corporation had been widely discussed.
So the news didn't have much negative impact on her, instead, it gained her some public sympathy.
She was curious why the person who exposed the news deliberately blurred Tristan's face.
She couldn't figure it out, but Jessica, who was idling in Velvet City, got excited when she saw the news.
She repeatedly confirmed that the woman in the news was Katniss, enlarging the photos several times, her blood boiling!
She called Rupert, who was delivering food, "Rupert, Katniss is back from abroad. What do you mean you didn't know? She just didn't want to tell you! No. I just saw her in the news and wanted to check on her. What's going on with her and Mr. Forbes? She changed partners and became the general manager of White Corporation!"
Her voice got louder with each sentence, her hope growing!
General manager? How much money does that make? She knew her $70,000 wasn't wasted!
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