Second Love: Marrying Ex's Millionaire Uncle

Alicia Harrison was completely drunk and had no idea who she was kissing. Passions were running high, but Alicia's emotions were out of control. The thought of her boyfriend Noah Wilson cheating with her stepsister overwhelmed her, and tears started to flow uncontrollably. "Why are you crying before we even start?" a man's voice broke through the darkness, his captivating presence filling the air. Caught off guard, Alicia paused. She didn't want to show her vulnerability to a stranger. Without saying a word, she stood on her tiptoes and kissed him. Her kiss ignited the passion within seconds. The man tightened his grip around her slender waist and carried her towards the floor-to-ceiling window. They indulged in a wild night that only ended when dawn was breaking. During their passionate frenzy, Alicia bit her lip, refusing to beg or moan. She realized she had messed with a dangerous and dominant man. Fortunately, once the night was over, she would never have to see him again. As Alicia glanced at the man who was still asleep, her mind buzzed, feeling a strange familiarity. For no reason, a chilling sensation crept up her spine, making her inexplicably afraid. Just as Alicia stepped out of the hotel, she received a call from her boyfriend, Noah. "Baby, my uncle is back today. I want to introduce you to my family as I mentioned before. How about today?" His voice carried a hint of amusement as if he were a loving boyfriend. If Alicia hadn't just watched a video of him fooling around with her sister, she might have fallen into his sweet trap. Perhaps it was because of the wild night, Alicia didn't let him fool her anymore and she calmly replied, "Sure, actually I have something to tell you." Alicia had no desire to meet Noah's uncle. Noah was just a rich kid, but his uncle was a renowned aristocrat, someone she couldn't afford to provoke. She planned to break up with Noah at the event and then leave. The venue was filled with distinguished guests coming and going. Alicia couldn't find Noah anywhere, so she casually took a seat. Suddenly, there was a commotion outside, and many people rushed to greet someone. Amidst the crowd, a man stood nonchalantly, exuding an irresistible air. The people around him showed both deference and flattery. Numerous women gasped in awe, and Alicia turned her head to take a look, freezing in place. She never expected that the man from last night was actually Noah's uncle. Alicia felt her blood run cold. She recalled the rumors she had heard about this man, all about his high status and ruthless demeanor. Later, Charles Lawson entered the main hall with the others. As he looked up, his deep eyes locked with Alicia's. Alicia froze, scenes of embarrassment from last night flooding her mind, causing her face to shift between red and pale. Charles chuckled, which made Alicia's heart tighten. Did he recognize her? Did he know she was Noah's girlfriend? If he did, why did he still sleep with her? She covered her face and walked away, keeping her head down. Charles narrowed his eyes slightly. His assistant noticed his pause and followed his gaze, but all he saw was a graceful figure hurrying away. "Mr. Lawson, is something wrong?" the assistant asked. Charles withdrew his gaze and replied indifferently, "Nothing." *** Alicia wanted to hide in the restroom for a while, but then she unexpectedly ran into Noah. "Liz." Noah happily reached out to hug her. "Why didn't you call me when you arrived?" Alicia recoiled in disgust, avoiding his hands. She took off the engagement ring and threw it at his face, declaring loudly, "We're done!" Noah was utterly confused. "Are you drunk? We're getting married. Let’s not make a scene, baby." His gaze remained tender and loving. Alicia's heart ached with bitterness as she forcefully pushed Noah away and showed him the video on her phone. She angrily questioned, "How much longer are you going to keep lying to me?" Noah instinctively tried to keep Alicia and reached out his hand, wanting to grab her. "Wait, just listen to me, please." Alicia stomped hard on Noah's foot. "I dumped you. Go back to your bitch." She kept running away, with Noah's cries echoing behind her. But Alicia didn't even look back once. Just as she was about to be caught up, a car appeared ahead. Without much thought, Alicia approached the car window and tapped on it. "Sir, please help me! A bad guy is chasing me. Can you give me a ride?" As the window rolled down, a tall and handsome man was revealed, sitting in the back seat, looking restrained and aloof. And just last night, the very man was ravishing her body like a wild beast, as if he wanted to devour her whole. Charles looked at Alicia, whose face flushed from running. She was still catching her breath and her evening gown hung loosely on her, revealing her cleavage adorned with the marks of his kisses from the previous night. His voice sounded calm and indifferent, but his words carried a suggestive undertone. "Are you looking for a ride in my car or a ride in my bed?"