The CEO’s Pet Cat

The restaurant appointment with Leena wasn’t far away, and Asher arrived as scheduled, but there was no Leena in sight.

He sat patiently in his seat and waited, outwardly cold and indifferent, but in fact he could barely suppress the raging anger inside. This woman, how dare she make herself wait for her, was simply too arrogant, one day he would teach her a lesson.

A fragrant breeze wafted by, pulling Asher’s sanity back to reality, and he looked up at Lina, who was wearing an elegant classical cheongsam and striding gracefully towards the chair opposite, and said in a cold voice, “There you are.”

Riina froze for a moment, seeing Asher’s unhappy face, so she knew she was making him wait too long for his makeup, but what was wrong with a woman making the man she was dating wait a little longer? That was normal.

So with a carefree smile and a sassy lean forward of her tall figure, Lena threw a wink at Asher and said, “Asher, are you anxious to wait? But doesn’t it feel like you didn’t wait in vain to see if I’m beautiful?”

With that, Riina deliberately slid her long, slender hand over her flirtatious face, her every move oozing elegance and maturity, making the hearts of every man in the restaurant happy.

Asher frowned and remembered why he was here today, so he decided not to bother with her and went straight to the point: “I heard that your family knows an internationally renowned Dr. Z. Could you ask him to take a look at Mia, who has not been well since her miscarriage five years ago? ”

It was a side-splitting grammar that Asher had thought of before, and while it wasn’t on topic enough, it was a good way to slowly steer Rina towards the question he wanted to ask without angering Rina all at once.

Sure enough Riina, a woman with big breasts, was quick to fall for it and she frowned, “A miscarriage five years ago and only today is she in bad shape? How come you didn’t think to treat her until now?”

Lena had become slightly more wary; she had almost caused Mia’s miscarriage five years ago, and she must not let Asher know about it, or he would be lucky if he didn’t hate her, let alone like her.

Asher had been running in all walks of life for years, and had long been familiar with certain snarky language; coaxing a woman wasn’t his strong suit, but coaxing a stupid woman was still a no-brainer.

So he said, “She’s only recently shown some weakness, and you were the first person I thought of, can you help with this?”

Seeing Asher’s rare gentle tone and his gesture of goodwill towards her, Riina’s guarded heart, which had just been raised, dropped and she softened her tone and said, “Naturally, yes, but Asher, we haven’t seen each other for a long time and that’s all you want to talk to me about?”

Asher naturally knew what Riina meant, and after weighing his options and deciding that he’d better go along with Riina’s idea for now for the sake of his goal, he cooperated and sat down on Riina’s side of the soft chair, wrapping his large arms around her waist.

Lena swung her delicate waist lightly, smiled with satisfaction, raised the glass in her hand and shook it towards Asher, “Come on Asher, let’s drink to it.”

The glass was filled with a strong red wine, and Riina, a woman who had always been a non-drinker, was usually the one Asher resented the most for her drinking, yet today he had changed his mind.Text © owned by NôvelDrama.Org.

Asher also lifted his own quilt and flicked his long white fingers forward, and with a clink the two glasses clinked together and they drank in one go.

The tinge of desire staining Lena’s beautiful eyes grew more intense after the toast, and Asher grimaced as he complied with her so that Lena could better nestle in his arms.

Taking advantage of Leena’s confusion, he asked again, “That miscarriage thing five years ago, I always thought it was fishy, do you know what was going on then?”

She leaned into Asher’s arms and said in a small voice, “How would I know what’s going on? If you want a doctor, I’ll ask my father to contact Dr. Z. It’s up to her if he’s willing to see her or not.”

Asher thought that Rina had drunk a little less, so he took a half-poured bottle of red wine and poured it into each of their glasses, picked up his own and said to Rina, “Come on, let’s have another drink.”

“Asher, this time I’m going to have a toast with you, we’ve never had this much fun before.” Lena grinned cheekily, her eyes all hazy as she held up her own goblet and, wrapping it around Asher’s arm, she brought the glass of red wine towards her mouth.

Asher wasn’t about to have some so-called cross-drink with this indiscreet woman, and his arm froze there, unmoving.

Lena looked up at this point, her large eyes gazing into Asher’s face and the glass of wine he was holding, and asked, “Why aren’t you drinking?” The voice was both delicate and sweet, with a touch of resignation and disbelief.

With such a beautiful woman whining and being so flirtatious and charming, a number of people in the neighboring seats looked over and Asher felt slightly embarrassed, and as he was debating whether or not to comply with Leena, something even more embarrassing happened to him.

Riina’s hand was probably not too steady from the drink, or maybe it was intentional, her hand sent forward and the glass tilted a little, the burgundy juice pouring out along the rim of the glass and running slowly down Riina’s neck.

The material of the cheongsam seemed to be very good, translucent and very soft, and after it was stained with liquor, it became more flattering to Lina’s body.

Lena pressed almost her entire body against Asher, quietly leaned over and exhaled in Asher’s ear and said, “Asher, I miss you, I want you to hold me.”

Asher was soft and warm in his arms, his brain was hot, and he only felt the drink-soaked tie wrapped around his collar in a surprisingly uncomfortable way, and he tried to get the obtrusive suit tunic off.

Lena looked so obviously drunk that, as a friend, Asher felt he had a reason to settle her down properly, so he called over the restaurant waiter and, after paying for his meal, asked that waiter to get him a presidential suite.

Lena’s feet were so messy that almost her entire body was hanging on Asher, which caused Asher’s feet to be no better as he struggled to drag Lena’s body, trudging into the elevator and bringing Lena to the Presidential Suite.

Once she reached her room, Dina seemed to wake up a bit, she let go of Asher and flopped down on the large bed in the room, it was a very large sized round water bed, Dina closed her eyes and smiled, the restaurant had some nice amenities, it was practically set up for what she wanted to do today.

Lena has always loved Asher, and after putting all her love into Asher, she feels she can’t stand the touch of another man anymore, and she herself is not the kind of woman who can clean up her act, so wouldn’t it kill her little life.

“Asher, come here.” Riina blinked, her better face a picture of innocence, devil body and angel face, not many men could resist such temptation.

Asher mentally pulled his tie off and unbuttoned his suit as he headed in the direction of the bathroom, muttering, “It’s hot.”

He again gulped Lena, who was getting up from the bed and ready to lunge at him, “I’m going to take a shower while you drink some water to wake up the bar.”

Lena smiled enchantingly and obediently fell back onto the bed, watching Asher enter the bathroom and instructing him, “Come out soon, people can’t wait.”

Asher ignored her and strode into the bathroom, soon the sound of water came from the bathroom and Lena murmured softly under the cover of that water, “Asher, I like you, so even if you know, you mustn’t blame me.”

Of course, having said that, Riina was dead set on not letting Asher know about that incident five years ago.

She got up and poured herself a glass of water on the nightstand, feeling that it wasn’t cold enough, and took a few sips from a bottle of soda in the mini-fridge, which made her feel her fire being calmed down a little.

Asher took a long shower, but after all, there was a limit to how long it could be, and just as Leena was getting impatient with waiting, he emerged from the bathroom, a cotton and white bath towel around him, his bronzed shoulders exposed outside the towel, fit and sexy.

Lena couldn’t help but stare at Asher’s angular face for a moment before remembering her purpose, and she smiled at Asher, “Come here, huh?”

She didn’t notice that Asher’s eyes had regained their clarity, the dark pupils no longer holding any of the fire she’d just stirred up, but instead were covered in mocking darkness.

But even so, Asher walked to the bed as Rina had hoped, following the guidance of Rina’s arm as she gently ambled over her body.

Riina’s bare arms wrapped around Asher’s neck, pulling his handsome face downward.

Asher’s throat tightened, but his eyes grew clearer as he sobered up and realized that she was quite a bit more his type, and that the one he loved in his own heart was waiting for an explanation at the moment.