Mr. CEO's Young Mistress

The lamp by the bed turned on, instantly illuminating the entire room.

Leonard stared at Sharon in disbelief, unsure of whether she was real or just a dream.

He had thought that he was dreaming.

But when he heard her cry,

he immediately froze.

Leonard closed his eyes for a second before opening them again.

Sharon was still beneath him, her eyes bloodshot.

Leonard's back shook as he realized that it wasn't a dream.

He stared at Sharon, his forehead furrowed. A thousand emotions went through his head as he looked at Sharon, whose lips were swollen and red.

Sharon had wrapped herself in a thin blanket and sat cross-legged on his bed. An hour had passed, but her eyes were still red and puffy as she studied Leonard, who had been smoking by the window the whole time.

"I'm sorry." It was the first sentence he had said to her since just now.

His voice was low, hoarse from smoking.

Sharon's lower lip trembled, and her eyes misted over once more.

She had been scared out of her wits!

Not hearing a response from Sharon, Leonard pinched the butt of the cigarette between his fingers and turned to face her, his lips pressed into a thin line.

He had no excuse for what had just happened.

Besides, he had no intention of explaining in the first place.

It's just that seeing her distressed state tugged at Leonard's heartstrings.

"I'm sorry, Master Leonard."

Astonished, he narrowed his eyes on her.

Sharon sniffled and lifted her head to face him. "It was my fault this happened. I won't barge into your room without your permission ever again, e-especially at night." Leonard's eyes darkened.

"If I hadn't barged in forcefully, you wouldn't have mistaken me for someone else..."

Sharon whispered, blushing.

She had not missed how surprised Leonard looked to find her in his bed when the lights turned on.

It was blatant that he had no idea it would be her and must have mistaken her for another person.

Master Leonard was much older than her, almost 30 this year.

While she may lack experience in that department, it did not mean that she was utterly clueless.

She had heard from somewhere that it was usually at his age that men tend to reach the peak of their desires.

So, it wasn't unusual for him to have needs as well.

It had been her own fault for coming to his room at night.

If she hadn't come, he wouldn't have mistaken her for someone else.

In the end, she was the one to be blamed.

Guilty of her actions, Sharon tried to break the awkward silence between them.

With her bright eyes, she innocently gazed at Leonard. "Master Leonard, why don't we pretend nothing happened? Since everything was just a misunderstanding." Pretend nothing happened?

The frown between Leonard's brows grew even tighter. His cold eyes locked onto Sharon's tender face.

Sharon blinked a couple of times before wrapping herself with the covers until only her feet were left. Then, she squirmed her way down the bed.

Leonard gaze instantly went to her exposed feet.

Sharon stood still for a moment but couldn't stand the uncomfortable silence. She wiggled her toes and turned towards the door.

"Get back onto the bed!" Leonard commanded in a grave voice.

Sharon pursed her lips and looked at Leonard.

"Not afraid of the thunder anymore?" Leonard looked at her, raising an eyebrow.

As if answering his question, a thunderclap immediately reverberated through the room.

Sharon shrunk back, her face turning white. Without any hesitation, she headed straight for Leonard.

Leonard saw her running over to him and opened his arms slightly.

The moment her plush body crashed into his, he tightened his arms around her.

He gently patted her back and said soothingly. "I'm right here."

In his arms, Sharon kept her eyes close shut but couldn't stop trembling.

It had also been a rainy night like this that took her parents from her forever. ☐☐☐☐☐☐☐☐☐☐☐☐☐☐☐☐