The Billionaire Alpha’s Contract Lover

Chapter 1552

Chapter 1552 Preston was both afraid and cautious as he kissed Harper, his fingers gently caressing the back of her head, occasionally touching her ears to signal his desire for her. Harper stared at Preston, her eyes closed tightly. She was completely lost and scared. Her eyelashes drooped slightly, feeling overwhelmed and unsure of what to do. His kisses were always gentle, and he knew how to flirt with skill. Not only did he never make the girl uncomfortable, but he also brought an incredible sense of pleasure. They were very compatible in bed. Just one kiss would make them feel the joy of love, but Harper valued reason more than desire at the moment. After silently staring at Preston for a moment, she gently pushed him away. “Please stop.” She got up from him, picked up his coat, placed it in her arm, and then reached out with her other hand to hand it to him. “You should go back home now.” NôvelD(ram)a.ôrg owns this content.

Preston had only kissed her briefly, but he was so turned on that even his fingertips were scorching. However, when he saw her calm expression, the fire of desire inside him was extinguished. He forced himself to sit up straight on the couch, rubbing his temples with his fingers. Then he grabbed Harper’s hand and stood up with her help. Harper supported the swaying Preston and walked out of the private room. The staff was grateful to see her wake him up and thanked her before returning her card to her. “Please visit again,” The staff said politely. Minutes later, Harper helped Preston to the underground parking lot, opened the car door, and helped him into the passenger seat. After fastening his seatbelt, she walked around the front of the car and sat in the driver’s seat. Before starting the car, Harper turned her head and looked at Preston, who was lying in the seat and pressing his temples in pain. “Where is your home address?” She asked.

Preston had a villa in the capital city, but he had never brought Harper there when they were together, so she didn’t know where it was. Preston, with his eyes closed, handed her his phone. “Open the navigation app, the address is already there.” He added, “The password is your birthday.” As she took the phone, her hand trembled slightly. Back when they were dating, Harper had been unreasonable and insisted that Preston use her birthday as the password of his phone. Preston didn’t know if he enjoyed contradicting her or what, but he had never used her birthday as the password until now, two years after they broke up. Frowning, she entered the password, and entered the address to drive to Preston’s villa in the capital city. Preston, with his forehead supported by one hand, dared not turn his head to look at her. He only glanced at the rearview mirror from time to time. After doing so dozens of times, he opened the storage box and took out a black card to hand to her. “This card used to be yours.” He had given her a black card before, but she returned it after they broke up. Now, he gave it back to her. Perhaps Preston wanted to pay her back the $50,000 spent in the private room. “No need, I have money.” Money was the least of her worries right now.