The Billionaire Alpha’s Contract Lover by Caesar Erickson Chapter 627

Chapter 627
Taya fell for his spell and believed in his mischief, actually thinking that he would take her to see something serious…
He held her hand and made her touch that scorching hot spot, with a h oar se voice, gently grazing her neck.
“Is it amazing?”
It was him with red ears just now, but now it was Taya’s turn,
almost blushing to the point where the original color is unclear.
“N-no, it’s not nice…”
He slightly curled his lips, with a faint smile, “Then… is it useful?”
Taya covered her reddened cheeks, looked up and glared lightly
at Griffon, but collided with a pair of eyes with countless stars gathered inside.
Inside the eyes only held her figure and appearance,
affectionately warm, like a gentle spring breeze blowing over a
long distance, easily making people indulge in it and unable to
extricate themselves.
On his face, a shallow smile slowly bloomed, highlighting his
eyebrows and eyes, making him look pure and ethereal.
Taya stared at the sophisticated and restrained face, unable to associate it with the man who had been talking nonsense in her
ear…
She looked away from him and tried to let go of his hand, but he
held it firmly and asked, “Will you help me this time?”
Taya was always at a disadvantage in such matters. This time,
she gathered her courage, stood on her tiptoes, and lightly bit his
earlobe, saying, “No, I won’t.”
The warm and fragrant breath, tinged with a tingling sensation,
entered his ear.
An electric feeling spread from his ear to his whole body. His
stunning figure suddenly trembled.
He lowered his thick eyelashes and looked at the woman who was
challenging him. The smile in his eyes became even deeper and
more profound.
“Then I will help you.”
The man bent down, picked her up, then placed her on the soft
sofa. He pressed her down with his body.
“Griffon!”
“Yeah?”
He replied with an “okay”, but didn’t let her go. He held the back
of her head and approached her lips, “Call my name.”
Trembling all over, Taya couldn’t help but softly call out his name,
“Griffon…”
He patted her waist and seduced the woman who was staring at him in a daze. “Call me like you used to.”
Blushing, Taya grabbed his strong and powerful shoulders and
was once again bewitched. “Griffon… Knight”
Her single “Griffon Knight” called forth countless “Tayas”…
It turned out that the name he had been deeply calling out was
always her name.
Harper called Taya to ask where she had been the night before,
and why she hadn’t come home yet that day.
Taya, who was having dinner on Griffon’ lap, stammered and
couldn’t say anything.
Griffon reached out his hand, took her phone from her, and spoke
gently, “Just focus on your meal.”
After a moment of stunned silence, Harper said, “Sorry for
bothering you.” Then, she quickly hung up the phone.
As Harper wondered when Griffon had arranged for her to be picked up, she heard the housekeeper, Mandy, call her.
“Ms. Duke, there’s a gentleman here to see you.”
Harper thought it was Eric who had come to her doorstep again, but to her surprise, it was Preston. He sat on the front of the
Rolls-Royce, hanging his head low, revealing a head of thick and
dense hair.
Under the yellowing street lamp, the man played with a lighter in his hand, with a cigarette sandwiched between his fingers…
Preston didn’t smoke, nor did he allow Harper to smoke. But at
this moment, smoke surrounded him.
Harper leaned against the villa’s doorway, arms crossed, looking him up and down.
“What do you want from me?” she asked.
Hearing her voice, Preston slowly lifted his head. His eyes, reddened by alcohol, were moist and full of a hint of pity.
He had a hard time opening his eyes, half-closed his eyelashes, he looked at Harper. He raised his proud chin. “I’ve just been through a breakup.”