Chapter 551 Put in More Effort
Bianca couldn't resist Smith's enthusiasm.
Her breath was a tangled mess, stirred by his touch.
Her voice softened, almost a whisper, "Smith, you're really pushing it today."
Smith chuckled softly, his nose brushing against her cheek.
"Come on, babe, you promised me a reward tonight. As the queen, you can't go back on your word."
"When did I promise? I said it depends on your performance."
"Wasn't my performance good enough?"
"Not quite."
Hearing this, the desire in Smith's eyes was unmistakable. He kissed Bianca's lips, his voice husky, "Alright, then I'll just have to try harder."
With that, he leaned in and kissed her deeply.
Bianca tried to push him away, but Smith pinned her hands above her head.
Her defenses quickly crumbled.
A stormy kiss overwhelmed her, leaving her no room to escape.
Bianca could only let the wave of emotions wash over her, a low, helpless sound escaping her lips.
After what felt like an eternity, Smith finally released her.
Looking into her misty eyes, he let out a low, raspy sound.
"Bianca, are you satisfied with my performance now?"
Bianca, frustrated, punched his chest lightly, "You're such a bully."
Smith caught her hand, kissed it, and smiled, "If this is bullying, what will you do when I really start?"
Bianca understood the implication behind his words.
Only now did she realize that a seemingly refined man like Smith could be so wicked at heart.
He appeared reserved, but his desires were insatiable.
Bianca wondered if she could handle his intensity if they ever went that far.
Seeing her silent and nestled in his arms, Smith gently stroked her head.
"Don't worry, Bianca. When the time comes, I'll be gentle."
"Smith, shut up."
Smith laughed softly, "Alright, I'll shut up. But I have some news about that guy. Do you want to hear it?"
Bianca immediately looked up at him.
"You found out?"
"Yeah. Even though he left the scene and tried to keep it quiet, my people found out. He was shot but is out of danger and has been discharged from the hospital. If you want to see him, I can find out where he lives."
Bianca felt a pang in her chest.
Why would Edgar, just an entertainer, get shot?
And why did he leave the industry?
Questions flooded her mind.
Seeing her lost in thought, Smith gently caressed her cheek and asked, "Are you close to him?"
Bianca snapped back to reality, her expression turning cold, "We just know each other."
Smith's lips curled bitterly, "You seemed pretty upset. I thought you liked him."
Bianca's eyelashes fluttered slightly, her voice indifferent, "I don't like anyone."
She spoke with such certainty.
Smith's expression grew more bitter.
He kissed Bianca's forehead and whispered, "I'll make you fall in love with me."
He held her tightly.
Smith's heart ached.
His bright eyes were filled with a sadness he couldn't hide.
Bianca could feel his heartbeat as he held her close.
Smith's honesty moved her.
But her heart had been locked away five years ago.
A few sweet words couldn't unlock it.
The pain had been too deep, making her afraid to love again.
The memory of that heart-wrenching pain was still vivid.
She closed her eyes, letting time take care of everything.
Watching her sleep, listening to her steady breathing, Smith kissed her lips and whispered, "Bianca, I'll make you love me again."
The next day.
Bianca had just finished a meeting when her secretary came in, "Your Majesty, Mrs. Winters is here to see you."
It was Smith's mother.
Why hadn't Smith mentioned that his mother was coming?
She replied calmly, "Have her wait in the private reception room. I'll be there shortly."
Bianca went to change into a long dress.
The dress was perfectly tailored, the fine fabric hugging her skin, highlighting her graceful figure.
The pale blue dress was embroidered with golden petals, adding a touch of elegance.
When she opened the door to the reception room, Allegra Winters was stunned by her appearance.
On her wedding day, as the matriarch of the Winters Family, Allegra had been absent due to illness.
She hadn't seen Bianca's face.
Today, seeing her, she realized the rumors were true. Bianca was as beautiful as an angel.
But there was a faint coldness about her that made people hesitant to approach.
Seeing her enter, Allegra immediately stood and bowed deeply.
"Your Majesty."
Bianca walked over, a faint smile on her lips, "You're not an outsider. No need for formalities."
"Thank you, Your Majesty."
Bianca sat down, her expression calm. "What brings you here today?"
Allegra nodded, "I was unwell on your wedding day and couldn't attend. I came today to see how you and my son Smith are getting along."
"We're doing well."
"Is he treating you well? Has he been disrespectful?"
Bianca looked at her in surprise, "Why do you ask? Is there something about Smith that worries you?"
Hearing this, Allegra's heart tightened, and she quickly shook her head, "No, I'm just worried he might upset you."
"We're married. We have our way of getting along. You don't need to worry."
Allegra looked at Bianca with an unreadable expression. "It's an honor for our family to be allied with the royal family. But as a woman, I understand the challenges of a political marriage. No matter what Smith does, please take your time to test him. Don't fall for him too quickly, in case you regret it later."
Hearing this, Bianca's eyes narrowed slightly.
She could see the resistance in Allegra's eyes towards this marriage.
It seemed she didn't want Bianca and Smith to get along.
This was unusual.
Most families would be eager to gain the queen's favor through such an alliance.
Why was Allegra trying to keep them apart?
Bianca didn't believe Allegra was saying this for her own good.
She smiled faintly, "If I understand correctly, you're suggesting I keep my distance from Smith, right?"
Allegra quickly explained, "I'm saying this for your sake. Smith has been spoiled since childhood. He doesn't know how to care for others or handle things properly. I'm worried he'll disappoint you."
Hearing this, Bianca frowned, "Do you really know Smith?"
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