The tinted windows of the luxurious car allowed those inside to see out, but no


    one could peer inside. Wendy couldn''t see Stanley, but she could feel the weight of his cold, dark gaze, fixated on her and Nathan. Why had he suddenly shown up to find her?


    Wendy turned to Nathan. "Nathan, it''s gettingte. I think I should head back to my dorm."


    Nathan grinned. "Alright, I''lle find you next time."


    He got into his Ferrari, and with a loud roar, the sports carped off.


    Wendy watched Nathan leave before she walked toward the Rolls-Royce Phantom. She reached for the backseat door and slid inside.


    The Rolls-Royce glided smoothly down the road, the luxurious interior illuminated by the neon lights of the night. Stanley''s hands, long and defined, gripped the steering wheel. The soft glow from the streetlights outside flickered across his handsome face, casting shadows and creating an air of mystery, as if his face were part of a ssic ck-and-white film.


    Wendy broke the silence first. "Mr. Hawk, did you need something from me?"


    Stanley''s deep voice was eerily indifferent. "Are you really dating Nathan?"


    Wendy nodded. "Yes."


    "You''re not right for him."


    "Why''s that?"


    "The Lowes would never consider someone like you. The Lowes want a debutante from a well-matched family. You''ll never step into their door-you''ll only be Nathan''s ything for a while."


    Since Stanley had always looked down on her, he was probably unaware of how hurtful his words were.


    "Then I''ll just y along."


    What?


    Stanley''s long fingers tightened around the steering wheel, and he nced at Wendy through the rearview mirror.


    Wendy met his gaze with her clear eyes, her lips curling slightly. "If I y along Nathan, I''m not losing anything. After all, you all think he''s out of my league. He''s handsome and rich-who wouldn''t want someone like that?"


    The air inside the luxurious car thickened to the point of suffocation.


    Wendy found itughable. Stanley had been unting his rtionship with Jessica, so what right did he have to meddle in her life? "Mr. Hawk, if there''s nothing else, please just take me back."


    Stanley gave her a long, prating look. "Come to the front."


    Wendy''s heart skipped a beat. What was he nning to do? Was he demanding repayment for the debt she owed him?


    She slid into the front passenger seat and fastened her seatbelt.


    Stanley nced at her wless face. "Do you know what I''m nning?"


    Wendy bit her lower lip, het teeth biting the soft, red flesh.


    Her lips lost their color with the pressure but immediately bounced back, youthful


    and full of life, inviting a desire to possess.


    "If you break up with Nathan, I won''t-"


    He didn''t finish his sentence because Wendy suddenly leaned over, closing the gap, and kissed his handsome face.


    Stanley froze.


    Wendy pulled back, her lips curling into a challenge. "Come on, then."


    Stanley''s throat moved unconsciously, his Adam''s apple rolling with a casual mockery. "Do you think Nathan knows you''ll y around with me while you''re with him?"


    Wendy stared at him. "I''ll y with you this one time, Stanley. But after that, don''te looking for me again." The traffic light ahead turned red, and Stanley brought the car to a halt. His gaze darkened as he looked at Wendy. Wendy''s delicate hand slowly climbed up to rest on his firm shoulder, and without hesitation, she leaned in and kissed his lips. 1


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