Allure: Peerless Beauty

chapter 7

Just like that morning, she got out of his car and returned to the pigeon-hole-like rented house. Sherry had been waiting at home, not closing her eyes all night.

Looking exhausted, as soon as she stepped in, Sherry grabbed her and examined her from head to toe, as if afraid she was missing something.

Sherry kept pressing her, asking what happened last night?

What happened that night?

Incredibly, nothing happened that night. She fell asleep in the car, and he didn't even wake her up, just let her sleep like that.

She was awakened by the chirping of birds, and when she opened her eyes, she saw his sleeping face bathed in the golden morning light, so quiet.

He fell asleep leaning against the seat, and she was still covered with his suit jacket. Their car was parked by the lake, and the driver was nowhere to be seen.

She was a little dazed, just staring at him, looking at his eyelashes in the sunlight, looking at his quiet profile. His lips were very beautiful, but very thin, and it was said that men with such lips were often heartless...

Until he woke up, she turned her face away in a panic. He looked at her for a while, as if in thought. He didn't say anything, and neither did she. The car was extremely quiet, only the melodious chirping of birds could be heard, it was a new day.

"Where do you live? I'll take you." He had a slightly tired look on his face, stretched his shoulders slightly, opened the car door, and sat in the driver's seat, starting the engine.

She said an address, but regretted it after getting off the exit. She shouldn't have told him, it meant that in the days to come, she might be entangled in his life.

But, even if she didn't say it, what difference would it make? In this world, if you truly want to find someone, you can probably find them.

Just like he did with her.

No matter how much she hoped, how much she prayed to God, his car still appeared at the school gate every day, waiting for her.

And she had no right to refuse, she didn't have it at first, and even less now.

Then he would choose an elegant but remote restaurant for dinner, and after eating, he would drop her off at the road closest to "Allure," watching her walk in from the car. Rain or shine, every day.

He was not ostentatious, not flamboyant, not deliberate, just quietly, silently, appearing in front of her on time. Every time he spoke, it was not much, and even rarely made eye contact with her. When he was silent, he was even more intimidating, making people inexplicably afraid, yet afraid to leave.

He was graceful, polite, never made any inappropriate moves, never even touched her hand, still making her vigilant.

He seemed to have turned into her shadow, a huge, dark, quiet shadow. Like a dark cloud under the sun, not too big, not too small, but just enough to cover all her brilliance.

She didn't believe that he didn't need to socialize; there were plenty of social engagements in the world of fame and fortune. Even though her information was closed off, she knew that he always acted low-key but never lacked gossip. Yet he had the time, patience, and interest to continue this unequal pursuit game, and enjoyed it endlessly.

She was really tired, the long-term mental pressure made her exhausted, almost on the verge of collapse. She now would rather he show his ferocious side to her, as she initially thought, to forcibly take her, and wipe her out. Anything was better than her daily facing his seemingly gentle gentlemanly demeanor with fear and trepidation.

Sometimes she really doubted whether he was intentionally treating her like this, to torture her poor, nervous nerves, as fragile as a thread.

"You seem to have lost some weight recently," Gilbert set down his wine glass, propping his chin with one hand, staring intently at the person across from him, who was so thin that a gust of wind could blow them away.

"Is studying too hard? Or is the nightclub job not going well?" He seemed quite enthusiastic today.

How could studying be hard? Ada thought to herself softly, it was the opportunity she had worked so hard for, even if it was truly difficult, it was sweet for her.

As for work, she owed it to his favor; she and Sherry hadn't had it this good since leaving the orphanage.

So you see, heaven is fair; while it takes away certain things from you, it always gives you some compensation, even if it's just a drop in the bucket.

"Perhaps next time when you accompany me to dinner, don't make 'reluctant' so evident on your face," he said.

She shivered all over, lifting her eyes suddenly. But he didn't look at her, all his attention seemed to be focused on the steak in front of him, as if the words just now were said casually, without much thought.

But the wind stopped at this moment, and the air froze like frozen mud. Even the oxygen seemed a bit thin, making it hard to breathe.

"In about a month, it will be vacation time, do you have any plans?" He changed the subject.

"The supervisor organized a group of students to go to Venice for sketching," she said softly.

He pondered for a moment and said, "How about going to Paris? I'll be going there on business in a few days, we can stay in Paris for a few days, and I'll introduce you to the professors at the Paris Academy of Fine Arts."

With that, the matter was settled, and he didn't even ask if she wanted to.

What was this?

"It's about time, let's go." He placed the tableware on the table, elegantly wiped the corners of his lips with a napkin, and then took out his card to hand it to the waiter.

Ada lowered her head, looking at her trembling fingers holding the knife and fork.

These days, she had been enduring, enduring.

But now, she really couldn't endure anymore, she completely admitted defeat to him. She would rather he give her a clean break, but he was like a black cat playing with a mouse, like a cunning executioner. He tortured her senses to the point of confusion, rendering her helpless, deliberately prolonging the time of execution, while retaining the right to slaughter.

This feeling of being on the brink of an abyss was almost unbearable for her.

"I almost forgot..." He suddenly pushed a jewelry box in front of her.

Ada was stunned for a moment, before she could recover from her surprise, he opened the box, revealing a sparkling diamond necklace inside, the pendant was very unique, like a delicate key.

He took the necklace out and walked to Ada's side, personally putting it around her neck. Ada's skin made the diamond even more dazzling.

There weren't many people in the restaurant, and everyone's eyes were cast over, feeling like they were witnessing a couple in love, with the man's handsome and luxurious appearance and his bending posture, making all the ladies envy. An old man smiled at them, as if saying to the unspoken, "Child, look how fortunate you are."

Are they really happy?

Ada looked stiffly at the man in front of her, and he remained graceful and comfortable as ever, his face showing no trace of embarrassment, not even a smile. His indifferent expression was like the cold rain of that day. His cold lips touched Ada's equally cold forehead, the two of them, as cold as the wilderness, were as desperate as a wasteland.

Ada turned her head, outside the window, the lights were just coming on, pedestrians coming and going. Some came in pairs, some laughed and went away. Only she sat alone in a deserted wilderness, looking around...