Free Web NovelChapter 80: Chapter 80: For Who?
"Do you want to come up?" Georgia Thorne’s face flushed as she felt the warmth of his palm, and she asked quietly.
"Perfect. I haven’t had a tour."
Georgia Thorne didn’t live on a high floor, and they were there in seconds.
’There shouldn’t be anyone home during the day.’ She opened the door to her apartment and changed her shoes.
"Um, I don’t have any slippers that will fit you, so just come on in." Georgia Thorne crouched down, rummaging through the shoe cabinet for a while.
Only she and Nancy Hughes lived in the apartment; no men ever came over.
Elliot Sheridan grunted in acknowledgment. ’He didn’t mind that there were no men’s slippers. In fact, he would have been the one to *really* mind if there were.’
"Buy me a pair for next time."
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Georgia Thorne agreed without thinking. It was only a moment later that she slowly processed his words. ’Wait, why should I buy him a pair?’
’Hold on, what is our relationship right now?’
Georgia Thorne poured a glass of water and gave it to the man sitting on the sofa.
’Even if I don’t go sit next to him, he’ll just use some forceful method to make me come over anyway.’
"Georgia, tell me, how many men have been inside this apartment before me?" Elliot Sheridan cared a great deal about this.
Even though he had already scanned the room and found no trace of another man, he still minded.
When she thought of men who had been inside, Georgia Thorne’s first thought was of Zane Lennox.
Her pupils dilated slightly. She instinctively wanted to shake her head, but his palm slowly caressed her long hair. "Georgia, you’d better think carefully about your answer. Otherwise, you’ll be the one who gets punished."
His deep voice was incredibly gentle, yet Georgia Thorne heard a chill in his tone.
Georgia Thorne neither shook her head nor nodded, just looked at him with trembling eyes.
Taking a deep breath, she worked up the courage to ask, "Elliot Sheridan, what exactly is our relationship right now?"
’We aren’t a couple, but we’re more intimate than most.’
She recalled the two times with Elliot Sheridan today when things had almost gotten out of hand.
"I thought you knew."
"..." ’There he goes with that line again.’
"How am I supposed to know?!" she muttered under her breath, giving Elliot Sheridan a sidelong glance.
"Georgia, who do you think I cut ties with Amanda Thorne for?" Elliot Sheridan’s body slowly drew closer, and his clean, masculine scent wafted into Georgia Thorne’s nose.
Overwhelmed by his sudden proximity, her heart skipped a beat before starting to pound wildly.
’Georgia Thorne knew full well who it was for, but she just didn’t want to admit it.’
She lowered her eyes, not daring to meet his gaze. "Elliot Sheridan, I can’t play these kinds of games."
"As it happens, I’m not looking to play, either."
Georgia Thorne’s eyes snapped open. She looked up at him, her own face perfectly reflected in his sharp, dark eyes.
"Georgia Thorne, what do you think? How would I be as your boyfriend?"
Elliot Sheridan spoke softly, leaning over Georgia Thorne with an oppressive presence.
"..." Georgia Thorne was too nervous to speak.
’So, is this his way of asking me out?’
"Elliot Sheridan, don’t come any closer!"
"If I don’t get closer, how are you, my little heartless girl, supposed to get a good look at all my virtues?"
Georgia Thorne was speechless. ’He’s clearly just trying to get fresh with me!’
’As if I don’t already know what his "virtues" are. Other than that devastatingly handsome face that could charm the world, I really don’t know what else is so great about him.’
Georgia Thorne pouted and said bluntly, "If this is your way of trying to become my boyfriend, then I don’t want you!"
In all her life, no one had ever laid a hand on Georgia Thorne the way Elliot Sheridan had!
And to think, her first time getting spanked was by an older man! Her fair face instantly flushed with a mixture of shame and agitation.
She used her small hands to push at the man on top of her. "Elliot Sheridan, you... Get off..."
"Be good, Georgia. Say something I want to hear," Elliot Sheridan interrupted her leisurely, capturing her struggling hands in his.
’Say something he wanted to hear... What he most wanted to hear right now was probably that everything about him was perfect.’
’She had never met such a domineering man. This wasn’t a request; he was clearly coercing her.’
’If she said even one bad thing, he would make her pay for it.’
"Elliot Sheridan, you can’t be like this."
"Why not?" Elliot Sheridan raised a handsome brow. "Be good. Say something I’ll like to hear."
Georgia Thorne was speechless. ’How have I never seen this shameless side of him before?!’
"You’re a good person, you’re handsome, you’re rich, you’re capable, you have..."
"Good girl. I especially like hearing that last one from that pretty little mouth of yours."
Smiling, Elliot Sheridan tilted Georgia Thorne’s chin up and kissed her red lips.
Georgia Thorne whimpered, her mind racing to recall the last word she had said.
’Capable?’
She blinked, and seeing the mischievous smile on his face, she seemed to understand something.
’When I said capable... was he thinking of his capability in *that* department?’
"Do you like me?" Elliot Sheridan asked, still kissing her.
Georgia Thorne’s eyes shot toward him. She wanted to say she didn’t know, but then she saw the threat in his eyes, and she remembered his large hand.
She hastily grabbed his large, well-formed hand. "I like you."
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"Mmm-hmm!"
Georgia Thorne hesitated for a moment before nodding quickly. And just like that, in a state of half-resistance and half-surrender, she had agreed to Elliot Sheridan.
Georgia Thorne’s face was flushed crimson and her breathing was ragged. She looked shyly at the man on top of her. "Let’s go to my room."
As soon as the words left her mouth, the man rose, knelt on one knee on the sofa, and swept Georgia Thorne up into his arms.
’This time, I absolutely won’t let her get away!’
"That’s Nancy Hughes’s room. Mine is that one over there."
’I must be going crazy,’ she thought.
’Otherwise, how could I have just agreed to be with Elliot Sheridan in such a daze?’
’Would dating Elliot Sheridan be incredibly difficult?’
"Georgia, is that you?" Nancy Hughes stood in the doorway, looking like a ghost.
She was in her pajamas, her hair was as messy as a madwoman’s, and the dark circles under her eyes were heavy and black. She was so exhausted she could barely lift her eyelids.
"Georgia, I’m hungry. Can you make me a bowl of noodles?" Nancy Hughes shook her head, which only made her feel sleepier.
The delicate body in Elliot Sheridan’s arms went rigid, and she immediately let go of his neck.
’Can someone please tell me why Nancy Hughes, who’s supposed to be at work, is at home sleeping at this hour?’
"Georgia! I’m really hungry! I haven’t eaten in ages!"
When Georgia didn’t answer for a long moment, Nancy Hughes shook her head. ’Am I so sleep-deprived that I’m hallucinating?’
’Otherwise, why does it sound like I’m hearing a man’s voice, too?’
Nancy Hughes’s eyes snapped open. She stared at the two people in the doorway across from her. "Georgia... wait, why are there two people?!"
Nancy Hughes was stunned. After getting a clear look at the man’s face, all traces of sleepiness vanished. Her mouth gaped open wide enough to swallow an egg.
She pointed a stunned finger at Elliot Sheridan, then looked at Georgia Thorne in his arms. Their pose, no matter how you looked at it, was incredibly intimate!
’Especially Elliot Sheridan’s clothes... Where was his suit jacket? Where did his tie go? Why was his shirt unbuttoned?!’
’Where was the stern President Sheridan who usually patrolled the office?!’
Her shocked gaze shifted to Georgia Thorne, who wasn’t in much better shape. With a beet-red face, she had buried her head in Elliot Sheridan’s chest.
’So the two of them... Are they a couple?’
After a long moment, she finally managed to stammer out two words, "P-President Sheridan?"
Elliot Sheridan grunted in response, his expression utterly thunderous as his gloomy eyes landed on Nancy Hughes.
’Georgia was a very shy woman. Earlier, when the cleaning lady was in the apartment, she wouldn’t even let him touch her, let alone in front of her roommate.’
Elliot Sheridan’s cold glare made the hair on Nancy Hughes’s arms stand on end, and she instinctively took a step back.
Elliot Sheridan shot her a cold glance before carrying Georgia Thorne into the room.
