Chapter 13: Afraid I’ll Eat You?

At a bar, Xavier scrolled through his phone. 53% Finished. A new video had surfaced—Peyton jumping into the pool, Trevor rushing to save her, and Summer getting discarded once again. The group chat was already full of mindless jokes. After watching, Xavier glanced at the man sitting on the sofa beside him.

Fraser was lounging lazily, one arm draped over the back of the couch, holding a nearly burnt-out cigarette between his long fingers. His gaze was indifferent, fixed on the chaotic dance floor. Xavier thought for a moment before smirking.

“Fraser, I’ve got a video you might want to see.”

Fraser barely glanced at him, his voice casual, “Not interested in your gossip videos.”

“It’s about your one-night stand.”

“Summer?” Fraser’s brow furrowed as he stubbed out his cigarette in the deep gray crystal ashtray. He reached over, grabbed Xavier’s phone, and played the video. As soon as he finished watching, his expression darkened. He tossed the phone onto the table, grabbed his jacket, and strode out.

Xavier hadn’t expected Fraser to react so quickly. He called after him, “Fraser, you’re leaving just like that? The real party hasn’t even started.”

Sure, Summer was pretty, but she was Trevor’s fiancée. Was Fraser really about to make himself the other man?

After dealing with Jasper and the others, Summer had the driver take her back to Brookhaven Estates. When she arrived at the entrance, she stepped out of the car. A light evening breeze swept over her, slightly sobering her up. Just as she was about to walk into the complex, bright headlights suddenly beamed straight at her from a distance, piercing through the darkness. The intense glare forced her to lift a hand to shield her eyes. Peering through her fingers, she recognized the sleek black Ferrari. It looked familiar, and in a neighborhood like hers, it was certainly out of place.

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Chapter 13: Afraid I’ll Eat You?

Before she could react, the Ferrari let out a short, arrogant honk, shattering the silence of the night. Summer blinked. Then, realization hit. Fraser. Was he here? Was he looking for her? Her eyes darted around, but she was the only person outside at this hour. After a brief hesitation, she took small steps toward the car. At the same time, Fraser opened the door and stepped out.

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He leaned lazily against the car, hands tucked in his pockets, his dark gaze fixed on the approaching woman. Summer stopped in front of him. He was dressed simply yet impeccably in a gray shirt. His tie was undone, and the top few buttons of his shirt were left open, revealing the cool, sharp lines of his collarbone. His sleeves were casually rolled up, exposing his forearms, where veins ran subtly beneath the skin. Under the streetlight, shadows cast over his features, accentuating his deep-set eyes and chiseled jawline.

“Fraser, what are you doing here?”

Fraser’s eyes lingered on her face, studying the curve of her nose, the shape of her lips. After a moment, he reached into his pocket. A crystal bracelet slipped through his fingers, the green stones shimmering under the soft glow of the streetlamp. Summer’s breath hitched. This was the bracelet her grandmother had given her when she married into the Stewart family. It had been specially blessed for protection. With everything that had happened, she hadn’t even realized it was missing.

“You left this in my car,” Fraser said.

“Thank you for bringing it back so late.”

Summer reached out to take it, but Fraser smoothly lifted his hand higher. He was nearly six foot three, while she barely reached five foot five. Even when she stood on her tiptoes, stretching as far as she could, she still couldn’t reach.

Her fair face scrunched up in frustration. After everything that had happened tonight, she wasn’t exactly in the best mood. Now, with Fraser teasing her like this, a bit of her temper surfaced.

“Mr. Graham, are you planning to keep my bracelet for yourself?”

Fraser smirked, tilting her chin up with the hand holding the bracelet.

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Her dark eyes were bright and sharp, carrying a hint of annoyance. Good. She wasn’t hurt. And she wasn’t crying. Summer’s head was tilted up, forcing her to meet his deep, unreadable gaze. His breath brushed against her skin—clean and crisp, tinged with the faintest trace of cigarette smoke. For a moment, she was dazed. Fraser’s voice carried a hint of amusement.

“Summer, I came all this way to return your bracelet. Shouldn’t you show some gratitude?”

“You could’ve called me… I would’ve come to pick it up,” Summer muttered, then realized—they didn’t even have each other’s numbers. She hesitated before asking, “How about I treat you to a meal? As a thank you.”

Fraser raised an eyebrow. “A meal? At this hour?” His gaze lazily drifted down her body before he let out a soft chuckle. “Is that all that’s on your mind?”

Summer pursed her lips. Of course, it wasn’t just about food. She just didn’t know how else to express her gratitude.

“Then what else should I do?”

Fraser lifted his chin slightly. “Get in the car.”

Summer hesitated at the door, unmoving. Fraser’s eyes darkened slightly, a smirk playing at his lips. “What, are you afraid I’ll eat you?” His gaze swept over her from head to toe. Tonight, she was wearing a black form-fitting dress, her silhouette accentuated in all the right places. Her skin was pale against the dark fabric, her wavy hair cascading down her back like strands of midnight silk. She looked effortlessly seductive.

Fraser’s voice dropped an octave. “Mm. Well, I’ve already had a taste. And I have to say, not bad at all.”

The memory of that night flashed through Summer’s mind—his touch, his kiss, his breath against her skin. Her face burned instantly.

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She reached up, instinctively touching her ear. “L…I…it’s too late. I should just head home.” For some reason, whenever she was around Fraser, she felt strangely on edge. Maybe it was his overwhelming presence. Or maybe something else. Fraser crossed his arms, looking down at her with a gaze so deep it was impossible to decipher. The corners of his lips curled slightly.

“Summer, if you want your bracelet, then get in the car. I won’t say it twice.”

Summer clenched her jaw. She had no choice but to get into the passenger seat. The sleek black Ferrari roared to life, slicing through the quiet night like a beast on the prow. Outside, neon lights blurred past the windows, streaks of color blending together in a mesmerizing blur. Fraser was driving insanely fast—pushing close to a hundred miles per hour—but the ride was impossibly smooth. Both hands on the wheel, his gaze remained sharp and steady, as if he had complete control over everything. The city lights outside became the perfect backdrop for the man himself.

Summer had never been in a car moving this fast before. Her fingers clenched around her seatbelt, palms beginning to sweat. She couldn’t help but speak up.

“Fraser….I…I’m not in a hurry. Can we slow down a little?”

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