Dangerous Desire The CEO’s Hidden Woman

Eve scratched her head hesitantly and said, “Alright, fine. No point keeping secrets from you anymore. To be honest, Damon is at my place waiting for me.”

“Wow! I see. So that’s how it is then?” Scarlett chuckled lightly and retorted.

Before Scarlett and Eve could start arguing about what had and hadn’t been revealed, Francis quickly interjected, “Excuse me, but I should go and help her take care of her wounds first. My sincere apologies. I want to make sure I tend to her wounds as soon as possible. We don’t want anything getting infected!”

“Okay!” Eve said as she saw him holding Scarlett. She was worried that Scarlett would fall over somehow and end up hurting herself even more seriously.

After Francis took Scarlett upstairs with much difficulty, he was about to help her take off her pants so he could look at the wounds up close. To his surprise, Scarlett wouldn’t let him remove her clothes. She ducked away.

“Don’t move! You need treatment now!” Francis said, holding some ointment in his hands.

However, Scarlett was suddenly overcome with shyness. She covered her face with her hands and moaned, “You should just go and take a shower. I can do it myself. No need to worry about me.”

“Wait, what? Why are you feeling shy all of a sudden? There’s no need to be coy, Scarlett….”

“I feel very embarrassed to do… this in broad daylight!” Scarlett said, recoiling at Francis’s touch.

Squatting down in front of her, Francis looked up at Scarlett and asked seriously, “Hey, babe, what do you mean by that? It’s just me… What are you feeling shy about? I just want to make sure you’re alright…” Francis felt uncertain.

The corner of Scarlett’s mouth twitched slightly. “Fine, ” she said, “Go ahead then. We are husband and wife, so there is nothing to be ashamed of, I guess….”

Francis leaned forward to kiss her tender lips. As he propped himself up on the edge of the bed, his breathing grew more ragged. One of the reasons Carlos enjoyed his presence so much, in fact, was his deep, calming breath. Even with his eyes closed, Carlos knew when his father was near.

Meanwhile, as Francis continued to kiss Scarlett gently, Scarlett’s cheeks turned red. She closed her eyes, trying to stay calm, and welcomed his wet kisses.

Soon, Francis slipped his tongue into Scarlett’s mouth; he kissed her harder and more affectionately.

“Francis, stop!” Scarlett felt kind of out of breath.

Upon hearing that, Francis soothed her gently as he kissed her and then stopped.

“What’s wrong?” He said hoarsely.

“It’s just… I’m not really in the mood right now.” She answered him, looking coy.

She continued. “Francis, just help me take my pants off. It’s hot…”

“Alright, sure, babe. Whatever you say.”

Francis carefully took Scarlett’s pants off to reveal dark blue bruises across the length of her legs. She had several scratches, too, with a little bit of blood oozing from a couple of them. But her slender legs were just as attractive to Francis as they had always been.

“Babe, can we make love tonight?” He said suddenly.

Scarlett pointed at the ointment. “Give that to me. You’d better go and take a shower. I can tend to myself.”

Francis sighed, his dark eyes full of desire.

Scarlett covered her face and continued, “You, go and take a shower! Eve is still downstairs waiting for me! We don’t have time for any naughty business right now. Come on, go!”

Scarlett heard Francis’s footsteps headed for the bathroom. When she heard the shower come on, she breathed a sigh of relief. Why was Francis’s libido raging these days? It was certainly out of the ordinary.

As she looked down at her legs, Scarlett noticed how bad some of the bruises were. How could Francis desire her even when she was all bruised and beaten up? She felt disgusted at the sight of her own legs.

Taking the first-aid kit, Scarlett reached for the alcohol to disinfect the wounds first. After that, she would apply for some appointments and bandage her legs up. She took the alcohol and cotton swabs out and then applied some of the alcohol to her legs. At once, she screamed in pain.

***

In the bathroom, when Francis heard Scarlett screaming, he instantly grabbed a bath towel and rushed out to check on her.

“What happened? What’s up, babe? Is everything okay?”

Francis knelt in front of her and noticed that she was sobbing. He noticed the unscrewed bottle of rubbing alcohol and asked, “Did you put some of this on your wound? Is it hurting?”

“It hurts very much! Why else would I be screaming out in pain?” Scarlett said as she fell back on the bed, fat beads of sweat forming on her forehead.

“Can’t you even take good care of yourself?” Francis said angrily and slapped her butt lightly. He was joking around to bring some levity to the situation, but he was, in truth, deeply concerned for Scarlett’s wellbeing.

“Hey! I’m in much pain, how can you beat me?” Scarlett cried out, playing along even though the pain was excruciating. When the alcohol had touched her wounds, it had felt like her whole body had been on fire.

Francis picked up some cotton swabs and attempted to clean the wound. Scarlett kept writing about making it difficult for him to focus, “Don’t move! I’m trying to help you out here. I can’t help if you keep moving around like a snake. Stop moving!”

Scarlett covered her head with her hands and clenched her teeth.

After he cleaned up her wound, Francis carefully put on an ointment that eased her pain, and finally, she stopped screaming.

“You must keep the wound from water and put some more ointment later tonight. Okay? I promise the pain will go away soon. You have to be brave.” He said.Contentt bel0ngs to N0ve/lDrâ/ma.O(r)g!

Scarlett wiped her tears away and looked at him earnestly, “Are you mad at me now?”

“I just walked away for a few minutes, and then you end up like this!”

“I’m in such pain now! Can you stop being mad at me? I admit that I’m stupid, so I end up suffering.”