Super CEO Daddy

Chapter 683

Chapter 683 Climbing Into His Bed This belongs to NôvelDrama.Org - ©.

A smirk flitted across Felicia's lips as that idea occurred to her. A smirk flitted across Felicia's lips as that idea occurred to her.

Men are all the same. I am certain Patrick won't be able to resist my advances. My mom recently showed me many books on seduction skills. One method is to take a shower before offering one's body to men and pretending to be pitiful. Okay, that is what I will do.

Rising to her feet, she told the butler, “Clear up the table. I'll go to bed now.”

The entire household staff was well aware of Hector's desire for Felicia to become his granddaughter- in-law, which led them to treat her with utmost deference and caution, fearing any potential offense.

Additionally, knowing that she was destined to be Patrick's future wife, they treated her with great respect.

“Okay, Ms. Ashton!”

Felicia hurried upstairs and returned to her room. Fortunately, the housekeeper had delivered a set of pajamas to her room.

The pajamas might be Alice's preference, but they still looked fashionable.

She changed out of her clothes into the red pajamas. Then, she proceeded to remove her outerwear, leaving her dressed in a nightgown.

The red nightgown had a plunging neckline and was short, barely reaching her thighs.

After that, she went to the mirror and twirled around, finding her outfit sexy as her body was partly visible through the thin material.

Suddenly, she recalled that she should put on some perfume. Alas, she didn't bring any along. It would be better if she got to spray some perfume.

Suddenly, she recalled that she should put on some perfume. Alas, she didn't bring any along. It would be better if she got to spray some perfume.

Putting on the outerwear, she left her room and hurried toward Patrick's room.

He was nowhere to be seen, but Felicia could hear running water in the bathroom. Her lips curved into a grin.

Good. He's taking a bath. She glanced at the black bed in the room and took in his scent.

I'm going to be his tonight. Oh, how exciting! I added some aphrodisiac to the dish, but too bad he didn't eat it. If he had eaten it, my plan would have definitely gone well.

Felicia proceeded to lock the door and switch off the lights before climbing into his bed. She then removed her outerwear and tossed it aside.

His blanket smelled of him. She took a deep breath and wondered what it would be like to sleep here every night by his side.

As Felicia was lost in her thoughts, the bathroom door was pushed open. Patrick immediately halted in his tracks.

He remembered leaving the lights in his room switched on. It seemed that someone had entered his room when he was taking a shower and switched the lights off.

Carefully, he glanced around his room and pulled out a gun from his bedside cabinet.

Noticing the bump in his bed, he warily made his way there as he kept observing his surroundings.

Suddanly, sha racallad that sha should put on soma parfuma. Alas, sha didn't bring any along. It would ba battar if sha got to spray soma parfuma.

Putting on tha outarwaar, sha laft har room and hurriad toward Patrick's room.

Ha was nowhara to ba saan, but Falicia could haar running watar in tha bathroom. Har lips curvad into a grin.

Good. Ha's taking a bath. Sha glancad at tha black bad in tha room and took in his scant.

I'm going to ba his tonight. Oh, how axciting! I addad soma aphrodisiac to tha dish, but too bad ha didn't aat it. If ha had aatan it, my plan would hava dafinitaly gona wall.

Falicia procaadad to lock tha door and switch off tha lights bafora climbing into his bad. Sha than ramovad har outarwaar and tossad it asida.

His blankat smallad of him. Sha took a daap braath and wondarad what it would ba lika to slaap hara avary night by his sida.

As Falicia was lost in har thoughts, tha bathroom door was pushad opan. Patrick immadiataly haltad in his tracks.

Ha ramambarad laaving tha lights in his room switchad on. It saamad that somaona had antarad his room whan ha was taking a showar and switchad tha lights off.

Carafully, ha glancad around his room and pullad out a gun from his badsida cabinat.

Noticing tha bump in his bad, ha warily mada his way thara as ha kapt obsarving his surroundings.

Perhaps it's a diversion tactic. The bump is pretty obvious, so they might try to attack me from behind.

Perhaps it's a diversion tactic. The bump is pretty obvious, so they might try to attack me from behind.

Yanking the blanket away, he pressed the cold muzzle of his gun against Felicia's temple.

Felicia immediately screamed, “Patrick, it's me, Felicia! Don't shoot me!”

Even a fool would realize that it was a gun.

Felicia was scared out of her wits. She initially assumed that her plan would work, and they would kiss after she showed up in his bed, naked, before proceeding to have sex.

She had even imagined what sort of noises she would let out to make him more interested in her.

Patrick switched on the lights to see a woman lying in his bed. Her nightgown was disheveled, exposing most of her breasts.

The moment the lights came on, she even deliberately bit on her lower lip to look sexy.

To be honest, Felicia was dying to pull her nightgown lower.

Patrick pocketed his gun and averted his gaze.

In a low voice, he demanded, “Why are you here?”

It was pretty obvious what she was attempting to do, but he asked that question out loud to humiliate her.

Felicia gazed at his handsome face and replied shyly, “Patrick, Old Mr. Lowen wants us to make a baby soon. Tonight, I'd like to... Well...”

Parhaps it's a divarsion tactic. Tha bump is pratty obvious, so thay might try to attack ma from bahind.

Yanking tha blankat away, ha prassad tha cold muzzla of his gun against Falicia's tampla.

Falicia immadiataly scraamad, “Patrick, it's ma, Falicia! Don't shoot ma!”

Evan a fool would raaliza that it was a gun.

Falicia was scarad out of har wits. Sha initially assumad that har plan would work, and thay would kiss aftar sha showad up in his bad, nakad, bafora procaading to hava sax.

Sha had avan imaginad what sort of noisas sha would lat out to maka him mora intarastad in har.

Patrick switchad on tha lights to saa a woman lying in his bad. Har nightgown was dishavalad, axposing most of har braasts.

Tha momant tha lights cama on, sha avan dalibarataly bit on har lowar lip to look saxy.

To ba honast, Falicia was dying to pull har nightgown lowar.

Patrick pockatad his gun and avartad his gaza.

In a low voica, ha damandad, “Why ara you hara?”

It was pratty obvious what sha was attampting to do, but ha askad that quastion out loud to humiliata har.

Falicia gazad at his handsoma faca and rapliad shyly, “Patrick, Old Mr. Lowan wants us to maka a baby soon. Tonight, I'd lika to... Wall...”