CHAPTER 165: CHAPTER 165: WANT TO GO AGAIN?

"I’m at a classmate’s house, in the suburbs. Why do you want to know my location?"

Vivian Nolan felt an unconscious tension. Why did her sister suddenly want her location? How could she dare to reveal her whereabouts?

"Send it to me right away, I’ll come pick you up." Summer Nolan said.

"I’m staying at my classmate’s tonight. We haven’t seen each other for a long time, just let me be, okay? I’m an adult now. I know how to stay safe." she said to her sister.

"Then put your classmate on the phone, I want to say a few words." Summer wanted to hear for herself—was it a male classmate or a female one?

Hearing her sister’s demand, Vivian got even more anxious. She wants to speak with her classmate? How was she going to manage this?

Her eyes immediately sought help from the man on the sofa. She sat down next to him, covering the receiver tightly, and nudged his arm:

"My sister wants to talk to my classmate, what should I do?"

Ian Sterling frowned, looking at her. How should he know what to do? Could he answer the phone himself?

"Vivian?" Summer, suspicious of her silence, suspected she might be at a male classmate’s house. But she had said earlier she was at a female classmate’s house!

"Are you at a male classmate’s?"

"Sis, I’m 20 years old now, don’t worry about me, I know my boundaries." She forced herself to say.

"You’re really at a guy’s house? Are you crazy? You’re still a student! Send me your location right away."

Summer was getting a bit angry, afraid her sister might be deceived by a man. She’s still young, what good could come from the kind of men she’d meet now?

"We’re just friends, he doesn’t even like me. We’re not even sharing the same room, don’t worry about me. That’s it, I’m hanging up."

Nervously, Vivian ended the call and immediately shut off her phone, tossing it aside.

"I told you to go back and you didn’t listen. Now you’re scared?" Ian looked at her, asking coldly.

"Who says I’m scared? I’m just afraid my sister will worry about me..." she crossed her arms with a snort. She wasn’t afraid of mingling with shady people, just her sister being strict.

"Go back tomorrow." He said before getting up and returning to his own bedroom.

"I refuse to go back..." The man’s words triggered Vivian’s rebellious streak. She pouted and continued eating.

Summer tried calling her sister again but found the phone turned off. This girl was getting wilder, daring to stay over at a male classmate’s!

Did she and that male classmate have any intimate contact? Did they use protection?

Worrying was useless; she would have to wait until Vivian returned.

Over ten minutes later, Elias Spencer walked out with a short bath towel wrapped around his waist. He directly opened the door to Summer’s bedroom. The woman on the bed frowned at him, asking coldly:

"What are you doing in here?"

"I don’t have pajamas." he said.

"Why would I have men’s pajamas here? Go back to your guest room." Summer demanded.

"I remember...I think you have some on your bed..."

Elias said as he walked over, lifted the blanket, shamelessly sat down inside, and pretended to search the bed for men’s pajamas.

Summer watched this shameless man, getting so angry she could have an internal rupture. She kicked him hard on the leg, "Get out! Elias, I have a boyfriend now."

He suddenly pinned her beneath him, grabbing her hands and pressing them above her head, "I don’t mind being the other man, so why do you care?"

"Who wants a secret affair with you? I don’t like you anymore!" she glared furiously at the man restraining her.

Don’t like him anymore? Elias’ face darkened slightly, biting his teeth in secret dissatisfaction, "You don’t need to like me for a secret affair. Just enjoy it."

With those words, he blocked her lips, kissing her hungrily, and pulled off his towel with one hand—

There were no extra pretenses.

"Mmm..." Summer hit him hard on the back. What a bastard, taking advantage of her in the meeting room in the morning, and now again at night.

What did he take her for?

-

The next morning.

Summer was woken by her alarm. As she opened her eyes, she found herself lying in his arms, her head resting on his arm. Annoyed,

she sat up quickly, ready to push him off the bed, but the man suddenly opened his eyes and said coolly:

"Attorney Nolan, morning."

"Nothing good about this morning, I’ll strangle you!" As soon as her hands approached his neck, he caught them, flipping over to hold her firmly down.

"Didn’t get enough last night? Want more?" Elias asked, brushing his lips against her nose with a smirk.

"You’d better restrain yourself." Summer was infuriated by him, yet could do nothing about it. Once she got her revenge, she’d leave this city and stay far from this bastard.

Could he be any thicker-skinned?

"If you treat me a bit nicer, of course, I can restrain myself a bit." he said in a deep voice.

She couldn’t help but scoff, "Iris Lynn treats you like royalty, isn’t that enough? You want me to be nice to you? You’ve got the wrong person."

"Can we not mention Iris?" Elias frowned and asked.

"Get up, I have to go to work." Whether mentioned or not, Summer couldn’t forgive him, she said coldly, turning her face away.

Not liking her coldness, he suddenly kissed her lips, giving her a long, deep good morning kiss—Summer frowned, pushing him away.

"Should we go again?" he asked after moving back. What if one kiss made him uncontrollable?

"Don’t push it too far!" Summer gritted her teeth, looking at him. Did this man’s stamina know any bounds? What on earth was he on?

"You don’t like me anymore anyway, whatever I do shouldn’t matter. So one more time shouldn’t matter to you, either."

Elias said ’grievously’ and was about to start again when there was a sudden knock on the guest room door: "Summer, time for breakfast."

"Got it." Summer replied, Elias having no choice but to hold back. He climbed off her and the bed, heading for a cold shower.

She had just reached out, planning to strangle him, when the man had already run off.

Over ten minutes later, Summer came out dressed in a black suit, fully groomed. Mrs. Nolan, sipping coffee on the sofa, glanced at her,

"Go call Attorney Spencer, I knocked on his door earlier and he didn’t answer. He might still be asleep."

"He’ll come out when he’s awake." Summer said with a cold snort, heading over to the dining table to grab a bowl of porridge and start eating.

She didn’t want her mother to know she had spent the night with that man; it was too embarrassing.

"You’re really something, child. Speak a bit kinder, what if he hears?" Mrs. Nolan chided her.

"His skin is thick enough." she retorted with a cold snort.

A moment later, Elias emerged, fully dressed, "Good morning, Mrs. Nolan."

"Good morning, sit down and have breakfast." Mrs. Nolan invited him.

"Alright."

"Don’t you dare tell Ian about staying here, or I’ll be upset!" Summer shot a look at the man who took a seat beside her, warning him coldly.

He suddenly leaned close to her ear, "Are you begging me?"