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Chapter 98 You Promised August That You Wouldn’t Take Advantage of Me

"Of course."

Olivier nodded and helped Gwenda out of the restaurant.

August watched as they got in the car and drove away, disappearing from sight. His frown did not let

up.

He did not know if Olivier would keep his word tonight and be the gentleman that August thought he

was...

After mulling over it, August was still worried. He got into his own car and had his assistant follow

Olivier's car.

...

On the other hand, there was a screen separating the front and back seat of Olivier's car.

...

The driver was driving towards Gwenda's apartment.

In the back seat, Olivier had an arm around Gwenda, and he looked down at her several times. His

gaze was drawn to her pink lips for the most part and he swallowed, his eyes darkening.

"Gwenda..."

He called her in a low voice.

Gwenda shifted and burrowed her head into Olivier's embrace.

Olivier reached out and tilted her chin up. "Gwenda..."

"Hmm?"

Hearing that someone was calling her, Gwenda opened her eyes and squinted blearily at Olivier.

"You praised me for being handsome in the restaurant earlier. You said that it would be a pity if other

women took advantage of me. What do you mean by that?"

Olivier's warm breath wafted over her flushed face, and his dark eyes stared at her as if he wanted to

memorise every inch of her face.

Gwenda had drunk herself a little silly, so when she heard his words, she was confused. She

subconsciously answered, "Well, that you're handsome."

"Then, do you like me? Do you want to claim me as your own and not let other women have me?"

Olivier's voice was low, and there was a hint of persuasion in his words.

Staring at him, Gwenda unconsciously raised her hands to cup his face, chuckling, "You're a little

narcissistic, aren't you? Since when did I say that I like you?"

Olivier could not believe it.

"You're the one who liked me first."

Gwenda snorted lightly.

Olivier's eyes gleamed with something as he caressed her jaw. His voice was low and husky. "Yes, I do

like you."

"I know."

Gwenda giggled. "I'm very charming, right?"

There was a hint of playfulness in Olivier's eyes. "Indeed."

"I knew it."

Gwenda's smile grew bigger than ever. Her fair face was still flushed and her eyes were sparkling with

joy. She looked very feminine at the moment. NôvelD(ram)a.ôrg owns this content.

Olivier's eyes were at their darkest. He swallowed unconsciously once more and his grip on Gwenda's

jaw tightened. He then said in a charming voice, "Since you know that I like you, why won't you

respond to me?"

"And why should I do that?"

Gwenda asked in confusion.

Olivier raised his eyebrows and continued, "Because I like you so much. If you don't respond to me, I

will be sad."

"Sad?"

Gwenda looked at him with hazy eyes. After a moment's thought, she pointed at his heart and asked,

"By that, you mean that it hurts here, doesn't it?"

"Yes."

Olivier nodded and stared at her moist lips. A gleam of desire flickered through his eyes.

"Then... I'll give you a response, I guess."

As she said that, Gwenda held his face to bring herself up to kiss him on the lips. It was chaste.

Olivier froze in an instant as his dark eyes widened comically. He stared disbelievingly at the woman in

his lap.

Gwenda leaned against him limply as her hand rubbed soothing circles into his chest. She murmured

softly, "Is this better?"

The fire in Olivier's heart seemed to have been stoked. He gazed at the woman in his arms and leaned

down bit by bit as if he was guided by his inner demons.

Just as he was about to kiss her, Gwenda suddenly put two fingers between their lips. "What are you

doing?"

Olivier was stunned. He pulled her hand away, stared at her lips, and said affectionately, "That wasn't

enough. I want more!"

Gwenda tilted her head and gazed at him in a way that made him wonder if she was actually drunk as

she said seriously, "But you promised my cousin earlier that you wouldn't take advantage of me."