A Love Trap

Chapter 28 Incredible

With beads of sweat forming on his forehead, Andrew slowly reached to undress Ashley. But before he could even touch her clothes, he took his trembling hand back while thinking about the sexy body underneath the thin T-shirt. The silly thought made him blush with shame, which added to his masculine charm.

Andrew was a handsome gentleman who always wore a poker face. Seeing him blush in such a situation, one would be surprised to see him so shy, so blank and confused, not knowing whether to do what he was about to do or not.

Shifting his gaze at Ashley's angelic face, Andrew took some deep breath and finally calmed down.

With all his strength he managed to restrain his lust and changed Ashley's clothes hastily.

After the task was done and his ordeal subsided a little, Andrew's face was completely scarlet and resembled a ripe red apple. He was bothered by the unusual warmth that he felt and the discomfort of seeing a drunk, half-naked woman in front of him.

With an effort to stop himself from imagining things, he looked around the bedroom and dared not to look at Ashley. A glance might make him lose control and be intimate with her.

In fact, Andrew could have looked for a woman to do the task of changing Ashley's clothes. But the thought of that made him annoyed and even mad. It would be impossible for him to allow Ashley's body to be seen by others, even a woman in that case.

'I am the only one who can see her body. Even another woman is not allowed to do that, ' he thought.

Unintentionally, he had been possessive of Ashley.

He was lost in his thoughts and didn't realize his gaze had fallen on Ashley. She was wearing his shirt, a thin and over-sized one. The way she lay on the bed caused the shirt to cling tight on her body,

exposing her curves and perfect shapes.

Ashley's hair hung on the pillow loosely. Her pretty face was crimson because of too much alcohol. Text © 2024 NôvelDrama.Org.

Her long eyelashes covered her shiny eyes and her cherry-like mouth looked rosy and moist, which was so enticing for Andrew.

The shirt she wore was long enough to cover her backsides. Andrew looked down and saw her straight slim long legs. He was overwhelmed by her skin that was as white as snow, as smooth as milk.

The longer he stared at her, the faster his heart beat. His mouth parched and his tongue scorched. When he swallowed his slobber, his breathing deepened. Confusion and temptation enveloped Andrew at the moment and his head throbbed at the thought of what would he do.

Being a gentleman as he had been, he tried his best to look away.

'No!

I can't look at her again!'

He told himself to calm down in case he would do something that would hurt Ashley.

Andrew had been used to controlling himself and he was proud of that. It was out of his expectations to forget about self-control in front of Ashley. What she meant to him was a fish to a cat.

'I can't be intimate with her, but I can sleep on the same bed with her, ' he assumed. Andrew liked this compromised plan and put it into practice. After turning off the lights, he climbed onto the bed, lay down and hugged Ashley with great satisfaction.

Still awake in the dark, all his senses were heightened. Andrew could feel the faint smell from Ashley, which lingered from her head down to her toes. Ashley was snoring, but it was not annoying for

Andrew. Instead, the low noise was like a feather poking him in the chest.

Everything about this woman was seducing him in every way.

Hugging her was affliction, Andrew was determined to stay calm and forced himself to get some sleep.

Ashley had been sleeping quietly and peacefully before midnight. She didn't mind Andrew's warm and tight embrace.

However, after some time, with Andrew hugging her and the quilt over them, she felt too hot or maybe she didn't like the tight hug.

She kept on tossing and turning, which was challenging Andrew. Time seemed to drag and the morning seemed like an eternity for him. He was afraid that the longer they stayed together, the longer would his torment be.

'Although the woman I want is in my arms, I can do nothing except look at her and hug her, ' thought Andrew. He was saddened by the idea but tried his best not to entertain the thought of taking advantage of her weakness.

He went to the bathroom and took a cold shower to refresh his mind when he found it hard to control himself. It was not until dawn did he fall asleep. He had no idea that Ashley's staying with him made Ellie worried.

At Ellie's home, with the clock striking two hours after midnight.

She was like an ant on a hot pan, walking back and forth while looking out the window from time to time. Ashley had never spent the night outside. This was the first time and she was so worried.

Uncomfortably, Ellie sat on the sofa in the living room watching the world that was enveloped by darkness slowly brightening up, as it was already dawn. Ashley didn't come home and Ellie called her

several times but never got through.

'I know Lena and Ashley are not close since they were kids. Today, Lena allowed us to quit on condition that Ashley would meet her after work. She wanted to hurt Ashley.

I am too stupid to believe Ashley's words. If something bad happened to Ashley, I couldn't forgive myself, ' thought Ellie.

Afraid of the creepy idea, she dared not to think more about it.

Meanwhile, at Andrew's house everything was quiet.

Ashley had a good sweet sleep. It felt so rewarding because she couldn't remember when was the last time that she had a good sleep like this one.

Warm sunshine flooded the room through the windows, making the whole bedroom brighter.

The bed had a thick bouncy mattress and was high compared to ordinary beds. On it lay two people. They were hugging each other with a tender smile. The scene was so lovely—two hearts entwined, calm, contented and so inseparable.

Opening her eyes to the blinding brightness, Ashley woke up. She had a headache.

'Yesterday I was with Mr. Chen. His stare was disgusting.'

The first thought that came to her mind was the last thing she did the other night. That was what she could recall. Thinking of that, she sat up instantly.

She wanted to get off the bed when she touched something warm.

Being scared, she yelled, "Ah! Ah! Ah! Oh, my god!"

Uncovering the quilt, she found that she was wearing a shirt. It was not her clothes because it must belong to a man. Her face paled.

'Last night, before I got drunk I left the box and was about to go home. I butted on the warm wall, then …'

Ashley didn't remember what happened after that. She knocked her head to recall something but it didn't work. She didn't realize that she hadn't figured out what the "warm wall" was.

Andrew who had been sleeping beside her woke up.

He was awakened by Ashley's scream and the bouncing of the bed because of Ashley's movements.

With his head still heavy and eyes that were still sleepy, he turned and looked at Ashley. His deep eyes were not as indifferent and cold as they had been.

He yawned and stretched himself while blinking his eyes, adjusting to the brightness of the room. Some of his hair was messed up.

That was so cute and funny.

Ashley stared at the handsome face and was mesmerized.

Andrew sobered and was finally fully awake.

Indifference and coldness flashed across his face but was suddenly alerted when he realized that he was with Ashley.

As he turned to Ashley, he couldn't help but give her a faint smile.

Andrew had been a poker-faced man. But when he smiled, it had an almost irresistible attraction for women. It was like when the snow melted away, and you were about to see the trees again.

But for himself, Andrew had never cared about his appearance. Now, however, judging from the way how Ashley stared at him, he was grateful for his outstanding appearance.

When Ashley came to her senses, she felt ashamed about her behavior. She looked down at what she was wearing and looked at Andrew repeatedly. She was too shocked to ask what had happened. "You, you, you … I…I…I…"

She was eager to know what had happened last night, but she couldn't finish a single sentence. "Hhmm? What were you saying?"

Confused, Andrew asked. He had a low, magnetic musical voice. Because he just woke up, his voice was kind of hoarse. For sure every woman would be moved by that.

Ashley was not an expectation. She stared at Andrew and was totally stunned again. For a moment, she pondered her thoughts with her hand on her forehead. 'How can he be so good-looking? It is unfair!

Why?

Yes, he is good-looking and has a nice voice. But……'

Ashley was not worried because she was feeling well, except for a slight headache. Unexpectedly, she felt perfectly fine, not a sore or an ache anywhere in her body.

After she came to her mind, she swallowed saliva and hesitated to ask, "Last night, What has happened between us?"