Dangerous Desire The CEO’s Hidden Woman

Stella was incredibly excited to see that Scarlett had shot to fame overnight. She and Andrew discussed the cover of the anniversary special edition and ideas for the shoot inexhaustibly. Then, they asked Scarlett to run through a full-dress rehearsal one after another. Scarlett was dizzy from all the outfit changes and very tired. The only comforting thing was that Stella had insisted on paying her a princely sum. Scarlett planned on using that money to help Skyler go and attend university abroad. This meant she would be able to borrow less money from Chuck and still help Skyler achieve his goals.

Francis Francis also watched that video, not that he had much spare time to follow fashion and entertainment news. But Amanda, as a qualified assistant, knew exactly how to cater to her boss!Text content © NôvelDrama.Org.

In the beginning, Francis was not interested when Amanda told him it was a publicity video for Stella’s magazine. But when he heard that the heroine was none other than Scarlett, he was interested in seeing the video right away.

But the more he watched that video, the darker his face turned. After the video ended, his poker face had turned angry and red. Amanda rapidly retreated from the office before her boss blew a fuse.

Francis still had scenes from the video replaying in his mind. Her teasing, hazel eyes, her lean and elegant legs, along with that charming moment of her turning around and smiling brightly at the camera– he felt the searing pain of longing deep in his heart. He loved it so much, but he knew well that hundreds of thousands of odious and cringe-worthy men in front of their computer screens were drooling over Scarlett too.

Sitting behind his desk in a calm manner, Francis looked particularly solemn– as if he was trying to come up with an ace strategy to defeat his business rivals in a negotiation. He looked agitated; he realized that if he did not pursue Scarlett and make his intentions clear, she would continue to run riot.

Meanwhile, Scarlett Morris, who knew little of Francis’s schemes to tie her down, was just dealing with the hospital discharge stuff for Skyler. After finishing up all the procedures, they left the hospital and had a big meal together. As they were going back to school, Scarlett kept reminding Skyler to call his supervisor and confirm that he wanted to continue his studies abroad.

“Scarlett, are you sure you want me to go?” Skyler frowned and looked unhappy.

Scarlett grabbed his right arm and said, “You know, I’ve been making bank recently because of the video and other shoots and stuff. Don’t worry about the cost!”

“Oh… yeah, that’s right. You’re an Internet celebrity now, I guess. Honestly, Scarlett, I wish you didn’t have to do this modeling stuff. Have you seen some of the gross comments your video has gotten?”

Scarlett stopped him and blinked, “I know, I know. I have no interest in being an Internet celebrity, I just need money, which was at least a legal and profitable way to make money. I promise you, it is not gonna be my job long-term. You can rest assured because the owner of that magazine is my friend and what I’m doing now is just a short-term partnership, okay?”

“Alright… I’ll be abroad for a few years, and I just want you to take good care of yourself!” Skyler murmured as if he was a bit embarrassed to say those words.

Scarlett smiled with tears in her eyes, “Ah, my sweet boy! I’m waiting for you to support me for the rest of my life!” She then turned to give Skyler a warm embrace.

Scarlett came out of Skyler’s school wearing a black cap covering one side of her face. She was hurriedly walking back to Stella’s studio when she received a phone call from Francis.

“Where are you?” The same commanding tone as always.

“Near the City University.” Scarlett was unwilling to tell him her location, but a second consideration reminded her of Francis’s great power, and she had to surrender.

“Stay there!” And the line was cut off.

“Seriously? Did he just ask me to stay here waiting for him on such a freezing, windy night? Asshole!” Scarlett swore to herself. Should she wait for Francis or just leave?

Half an hour later, Francis’s car pulled up in front of her.

“Why is your hand so cold?” Francis grabbed her hand right after she got in the car and asked.

“You really dare to ask, huh? It’s YOU that asked me to wait on such a damn freezing night for half an hour!” Scarlett was mad and used her full strength to get rid of his hand.

Francis was distressed to see her aggrieved face: her lips had turned, and her cheeks were flushed with anger. He let go of her hand and gently caressed her hair– as tenderly as he knew how. Scarlett rested her head on his shoulder.

“I’m sorry, babe… But why don’t you find a warmer place to wait for me instead of just standing on the street?” He just could not help but tease her, “I’m sorry I expected so much more from an intelligent girl like you…”

Scarlett was irritated by his words and immediately stretched out her icy hand to touch Francis’s neck and startle him. “Ah, so warm!”

Francis glared at her, speechless, but was ready to play her game. He wasn’t done playing tricks yet. He pinched her nose and said, “Naughty!”

Scarlett looked up at him and asked, “Oh? So then why did you come for me anyway?” Francis cleared his throat as though to announce something important. But he failed to speak out immediately. Instead, he took a deep breath to get himself ready. He turned to Scarlett, but a second thought pulled his head back to look into the distance.

“What about going steady with me?” He finally made it quite simple and clear.

“Huh?” Scarlett had heard him clearly but wanted to try to postpone having to give him a response. This time, Francis turned around to gaze into her eyes and said one word after another, “I want a steady relationship with you.” His statement sounded less like a request and more like a command.