His Real Wedded Bride

Chapter 1281 Long Night

In Bernard's head, though, Holley didn't really have to thank him for anything. It wasn't like he was

doing it for her—he was simply helping Rachel.

"I remember I told my colleague, Rachel, to contact you. Is everything alright?" Holley tentatively

asked. She presumed that Bernard and Rachel were, at the very least, acquaintances.

'I don't think it's a smart move to hire him if he's attracted to Rachel. He could end up speaking for

her…' Holley thought.

Not wanting to expose his feelings for Rachel, he merely said "yes" and nothing more.

Hearing that, Holley told herself that Rachel really wasn't so special to him and that she needn't be

worried about anything.

"Well, sometimes, Rachel can't control her emotions and has bursts of anger. It's not so easy for you to

get on with her, I assume? Maybe it's us who have spoiled her," Holley smiled and said.

Bernard's facial expression changed in a blink. Luckily, for him, Holley didn't even notice it.

Eventually, he came to realize that Holley didn't like Rachel at all—she probably even hated her. If it

weren't because of that, she wouldn't try to put Rachel to shame before someone unfamiliar.

As he could recall, Rachel once did all she could to save Holley and almost lost her life when she

managed to collect evidence. It seemed like it was nothing to Holley. 'What a kind and foolish girl she

is…' Bernard thought.

Feeling too tired to speak with her, he just walked away. The action didn't seem unusual for his cool

and quiet character, so Holley didn't think that anything was wrong.

Now, Holley enjoyed some good news—many shareholders she secretly contacted were willing to

transfer their shares to her.

After her constant mergers and acquisitions, Holley's stocks increased up to forty percent, which

happened to be five percent more than Rachel's. Five percent!

For Holley, the achievement was something to be celebrated. Her persistent efforts were finally paying

off and she believed that it could be the day she had been waiting for for so long—her dream was

nearly a reality. How could she not be giddy with excitement?

Unless Rachel could acquire Black's stocks, Rachel wouldn't possibly be able to fight back at that time.

Regardless, she wasn't expecting that Holley had already made a verbal agreement with Black.

Now, Holley knew what needed to be done—she had to reinforce the cooperation with Black.

An idea came to her.

When Black invited her to visit his place, she gladly agreed as she sensed that it was a good

opportunity to enact her new plan.

When she arrived at his home, she learned that he was planning to cook for her.

'It's said that if you want to make a woman stay, you have to attract her appetite, ' Black believed.

"It's nice having you here, Holley. Please make yourself at home. What would you like to eat? Name it

and I'll cook it for you." In spite of the situation, Holley couldn't help but burst into laughter when she

saw Black wearing a cute, teddy bear-patterned apron. It was an adorable sight—he rubbed his hands

on the apron and smiled awkwardly.

"Come on, this was the only one I could find."

"Wow, I'm amazed that you can cook. I'm looking forward to it—surprise me."

For some reason, Holley didn't have the heart to see him feel awkward, so she changed the subject.

"Oh, I'm flattered. But I'm afraid that you'll probably be disappointed. I actually haven't done it in a long

while," Black smiled and said.

Not even Holley could deny that she was a little bit curious about Black's cooking skills, so she asked

him about his background. Much to her surprise, he told her about how and when he studied abroad.

He missed his hometown's dishes terribly but couldn't find any restaurants serving them. Eventually, he

learned how to cook them for himself.

After leading Holley to the sofa, Black went off into the kitchen to get to work while Holley poured them

both a glass of wine and set them on either end of the table.

As sly as a snake, she slipped some powder into his drink and gently swished it until the powder

completely dissolved.

With that, she walked into the kitchen and pretended to offer her help in preparing the meal, to which

Black stubbornly refused.

When all the dishes were complete, Black made his seat at the table and had Holley sit opposite to

him. Though the food looked and smelled absolutely delicious, she couldn't care about anything else

but the glass of wine and philter.

The situation had her turn into a nervous wreck. But thank goodness, he finally drank it up. With a sigh

of relief, Holley knew that it was show time.

In a few moments, Black felt hot all over his body—it was like his heart was literally burning. With that,

Holley confirmed that the philtre's effects were starting to surface.

To make sure that Black could get a good look at her cleavage, Holley undid another button of her shirt.

Gracefully, she walked toward him, bent down, and looked him in the eye.

"Are you okay, Black? You're not drunk, are you? Why do you look so flushed? Are you feeling hot

too?" After saying that, Holley put her hand on his forehead to see if it was a real fever.

The philtre was too strong, apparently, and Black couldn't resist the temptation any longer. Of course,

his male instincts were telling him to dominate the woman.

Sitting up, he grabbed Holley by the arms and roughly kissed her cheeks, jaw, neck, and finally, lips.

Holley pretended to push him off but failed as she deliberately made her clothes casually slip off.

Then, she pretended to push him away even harder, acting panic and scared.

"Stop it, Black. What do you think you're doing?"

Black kissed her lips again before she finished that sentence. She was happy actually, because that

was exactly what she wanted.

Black stood up and held her to the wall. She couldn't move a bit in his arms, and then she felt that he

put his hands on her chest. With Black's rough kisses and rubbing, Holley couldn't help moaning, which

made him more excited.

As it turned out, everything went according to Holley's plan.

The next morning, Black was stunned in shock when he woke up. Although he was naked and saw

Holley lying naked beside him, he had no recollection about the previous night. Of course, anyone

could figure out what happened with that picture he woke up to.

As Black grudgingly sat up, he did remember some good moments the shared. Getting up made him

too dizzy and he thought, 'It must be a hangover. I drank too much last night.'Content is property of NôvelDrama.Org.

Finally awake, Holley sat up and opened her eyes. When the quilt slipped off her shoulders, she

seemed to have realized what happened the previous night, making her shout in surprise and wrap the

quilt around her again.

When she turned to look at Black, she had tears in her eyes. Since he was already awake, he could

look at her attentively. 'It's okay, Holley, ' he thought. 'I won't leave you and I'll do my best to protect

you.'

As sobs started escaping her lips, Black turned to her and looked her in the eye.

"Holley…I'm so sorry about last night. It was my fault. I drank too much…so I really don't know what

happened. But please trust me, Holley, I love you. I've loved you since the first time I met you. Now that

we've been so close to each other, would you accept me as your boyfriend? I swear…I'll do anything

for you, Holley. I love you."

Turning to face him, she looked at him tearfully. It wasn't now that Holley could really relax.

Now, Holley was absolutely certain that Rachel would never find any way to fight her back and match

her—the last life-saving straw was on her side.