The Day I Kissed An Older Man

Lucas grunted and said nothing more.

Meanwhile, Stella relished her meal. When they had finished eating, Stella was already mentally prepared to part ways with Lucas, but to her surprise, he offered to take her home.

"Are you sure? Don't you have company matters to handle?" Stella asked, blushing.

Lucas nodded. "They're not urgent. I have some time to see you off."

"Okay." Stella lowered her head shyly and put on a coquettish act by tucking a strand of hair behind her ears.

Lucas, however, ignored her and got in the driver's seat. His coldness left Stella a bit disheartened, but she quickly snapped herself out of it. "It's fine. I have all night."

Since he had offered to send her home, she needed to seize the opportunity to get intimate with him. As they say, 'best to strike while the iron is hot.'

her doorstep, she was just about to invite Lucas in when he himself said he would like to relax at her home for a moment. Stella was over the moon at how smoothly everything was going on that

painting recently. It's the work of one of your favorite painters. I have it displayed in my bedroom. Would you like to see

so forthright that her intentions were almost plain for all to

you were

but I decided to

resist leaning against Lucas, so he raised his hand to support her. The force he used was a little too strong, and Stella was in some

knew that letting go would only give

however, was not preoccupied with all those thoughts. She could already foresee that Lucas was not going to behave the same way once they were alone in her room. Once they were inside Stella's home, she led Lucas into her bedroom under the guise of viewing the painting. It was hanging above her

"Isn't it beautiful?"

Lucas acknowledged it curtly.