After Dirvorce I become a SheEO
Chapter 785

Chapter 785

Chapter 785 The Little Mermaid

Takes the Bait The door opened, and a hand reached out from the darkness to grip her wrist. She waspulled into the room, and the door quickly closed. “Lin… Mmm…” Before she could speak, the personkissed her lips.

He took the pillow from her hands and tossed it onto the bed before hooking his arms around her legsand lifting her. He carried her toward the large bed… Zayla’s face flushed, and her neck turned red. “Ithought you were going to be a gentleman.”

He laid her down on the soft bed and pressed down on her. His slender fingers clasped her jaw. “Didn’tyou tell me that you couldn’t slip out or pick the lock?

“What you’re doing now seems no different from them.” His wide palm clasped her slender waist, andher pajamas were soon tossed into a corner of the bed.

He laughed and kissed her lips again. The tip of his nose pressed against hers. “I didn’t slip out or pickthe lock. “You can’t accuse me of that. “I was just fishing.”

A warm breath tickled her cheeks. When Zayla heard the word “fishing,” she felt weird. Her long, curledeyelashes trembled slightly, and a flicker of confusion lit up in her eyes.

He smiled wickedly and raised the corners of his lips. “My little mermaid takes the bait.” Zayla did adoubletake. But his palm moved up to cover her mouth. She let out a surprised exclamation but it wasmuffled by his hand.

While she could still think clearly, she realized that he had deliberately posted that tweet for her to seeit. He had been waiting for her to take the bait. She had thought that he was having trouble sleeping inan unfamiliar environment.

Boohoo!

Why did this man have so many tricks up his sleeve? Soon, her thoughts were scattered as she wasplaced on top of him. “Move on your own. “Do it, baby.”

Then she could no longer think straight. His seductive voice guided her step by step. There was noescape. The sky grew brighter, and snow piled up outside. In his arms, she drifted off to sleep.

A peaceful slumber was interrupted by the ring of a cell phone. Lincoln furrowed his brows and rejectedthe call. “Who was it?” Zayla struggled to open her eyes. Her voice was sleepy and weak.

She was tired and could barely muster the strength to speak. She fell limply into his arms and managedto squeeze out the question with great effort.

He felt distressed and angry because the phone call had woken her up. He kissed her forehead andsaid gently, “Just a spam call.” Zayla wasn’t suspicious. She nodded slightly and fell back asleep in hisarms. Suddenly, the screen of her phone lit up. Lincoln frowned slightly. His intuition told him this wasn’tgood.

He unlocked her phone and saw a multimedia message. After clicking on it, he found horrific clips andpictures accompanied by bloody handwriting of a threat. Heh… He deleted the message and looked atthe woman in his arms. After she fell asleep, he let go of her slowly, afraid of waking her up.

Then he walked toward the window. Instead of calling back, he opened the address book and madeanother call. was only six o’clock in the morning. When the call connected, Lincoln’s angry voice rangout. “Keep your sister in check!”