Mr. CEO's Young Mistress novel Chapter 37

Sharon trembled and stopped in her tracks.

Heavy footsteps approached her from behind, and the man grabbed her arm and pulled her into a cubicle forcefully before slamming the door shut with a loud bang. 

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A strong, muscular chest pressed Sharon firmly against the door. 

Sharon felt as if her heart was about to jump out of her chest as she lifted her head to look at his stern face and stuttered. "M-Master Leonard."

Leonard wrapped a possessive arm around Sharon's waist and lifted her chin with another hand. His eyes were hard as he looked at her, and the temperature dropped to a freezing point.

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"Sharon, I don't like you hiding from me, alright?" Leonard asked in a dull, hard voice. His head bowed as he looked deeply into Sharon's eyes. 

"I-I'm not hiding from you." Sharon argued. 

"Kiss me." Leonard suddenly requested.

Sharon's eyes widened in shock. She thought she had misheard him and stared blankly at him, flabbergasted.

Leonard frowned, and his eyes flitted over Sharon's pink, soft lips. His voice deepened as he demanded. "I'll believe you if you kiss me." 

Realizing that she hadn't misheard him, Sharon blushed red instantly and resisted with her eyes. 

Leonard read her eyes, and his jaw clenched. 

"Are you scared of me or are you disgusted?" Leonard asked. 

Sharon froze at the word "disgusted" and saw Leonard's eyes turning red, his face hardening.

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Sharon stilled, and she curled her shaking fingers into a fist. "Master Leonard, can we please go back to how everything was before?" she begged softly, her voice shaking.

She looked deeply at Leonard, her eyes filled with desperation. 

She longed to return to the past.

Sharon admitted she couldn't bear such a tremendous change, nor could she accept Leonard's feelings for her.

However, Sharon felt even more despaired by Leonard's overbearing persistence. 

Sharon did not dare to imagine what would happen if the rest of the Lefebvre family knew about Leonard's feelings.

Sharon reached out to grasp the hem of Leonard's shirt, her voice hoarse. "Please, Master Leonard. Can't you just stay as my Master Leonard, huh? We're family forever, right? I'm begging you, Master Leonard..." 

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Leonard stared at the tears hanging from Sharon's eyes, and tenderness filled his eyes. He lifted a gentle hand to brush her tears away. "No, I don't want to only be your family. I want to be your man, your lover, your husband."

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"Master Leonard..."

Tears fell down her face when she saw Leonard's determined gaze, and she suddenly felt sorrow surging through her.

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By the time Sharon and Leonard returned to the VIP lounge, everyone else had arrived. 

Daniel and Oliver narrowed their eyes when they saw Sharon and Leonard walk in together. 

"Hey, Sharon! Come and sit down. I've ordered your favourite crayfish." Paul broke out into a smile and waved her over. 

Because of what happened in the bathroom, Sharon was not in a good mood. She merely spared him a glance before finding a random seat and sat down, sulking. 

Seeing this, Leonard's frown deepened.

He stepped forward and sat down next to Sharon.

Oliver glanced at Sharon's slightly swollen lips and instantly understood the situation. However, he only raised an eyebrow and feigned ignorance. 

"What's wrong? Are you in a bad mood?" Paul asked, concerned. Paul hadn't noticed the subtle mood change between Sharon and Leonard. When he saw Sharon's gloomy face, he merely thought that she was in a bad mood.

"No." Sharon's reply was brief, but she failed to conceal her croaky voice. 

Paul immediately stood up and moved to the other seat beside Sharon. He turned to look at her sternly and asked, "Did someone bully you? Tell me their names, I'll take care of it!"

"Ahem!" Oliver suddenly coughed.

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Paul peered at him. "Have you caught a cold?"

Oliver was speechless at Paul's lack of intelligence and said nothing.

Paul mumbled something to himself before turning back to Sharon. "Don't be afraid and tell me who was it. I want to know who's so bold as to bully you!"

"Ahem!"

This time, it was Daniel who coughed.

Paul looked at Daniel questioningly.

But Daniel did not say a word. He merely picked up the glass of red wine in front of him and took a graceful sip.

Paul grimaced but was still slow to catch on. Instead, he turned to Sharon again and repeated. "Sharon, tell me what happened."

Sharon inhaled slowly and tilted her head to look at Paul. "I'm fine, Paul. I'm just a little hungry."

Paul rubbed his nose awkwardly. "Oh..."

His excitement dimmed, and he returned to his seat, dejected, quietly sipping his wine. 

Oliver raised his an eyebrow and looked at Paul, before turning to Sharon. "Well, since you're hungry, let's not waste time. Order anything you want since Daniel's paying." 

Daniel nodded. "Go ahead."

Oliver reached out to pat Daniel on the shoulder but stilled when he remembered Daniel was a germaphobe. He retracted his hand and turned to the waiter who stood by the door and ordered, "Bring us a bottle of 89 Bordeaux." 

"Very well, sir. Please give me a moment." The waiter replied.