Chapter 105

Nelson’s eyes gleamed with lust as he gestured to the chair. “You don’t need Stevens Corporation to shoulder this. Just spread your legs and sit, Ms. Stevens. How about it?”

Christina’s face darkened. “Mr. O’Connor, what exactly do you mean?”

“Isn’t it obvious? You want the loan; I want you in return,” Nelson stated bluntly, discarding all pretense of professionalism.

“You’re shameless!” Christina hissed.

Nelson sneered, leaning back and patting his thighs. “Let’s not kid ourselves, Christina. You came to me for help. I’ve wanted to see Jayrodale’s ‘Ice Queen’ for years.”

His tone coarsened. “Let me have my fun, and I’ll approve the funds. You’ll get what you came for.”

“You disgusting pig!” Christina spat, turning to leave.

Nelson blocked the door. “Don’t act so high and mighty. I know your type. You appear pure, but you’re a whore!”

His face darkened as he approached. “I know your secret. Stevens Corporation didn’t grow overnight through good management alone. You’ve slept your way to the top, haven’t you? I’ve been in finance long enough to see through your game.”

Christina, unprepared for such audacity, produced her phone. “You’ll regret this, you creep! I’ll expose you!”

Nelson laughed. “Call whoever you want. Harvey Weller? Hah! Others fear the Wellers, but not me. Harvey’s neck-deep in debt; I control him. He owes me millions. If he interferes, I’ll call in that debt immediately.”

Christina glared, her voice icy. “You’re lying. The Wellers are one of Jayrodale’s oldest, most powerful families. They wouldn’t need a loan from you.”

Nelson scoffed. “The Wellers aren’t what they used to be. Since his return, Harvey accrued massive overseas debts and lost millions more on failed ventures. He’d be broke without my loans.”

Doubt flickered in Christina’s mind. Harvey, while flawed, was still an accomplished man from a prestigious family. The idea of him being deeply in debt seemed improbable.

Nelson saw her hesitation and lunged forward with a repulsive grin. “Be a good girl, sweetheart. Let me have my way. Please me, and Stevens Corporation will have my full support. Harvey? All show and no substance. Stick with him, and he’ll drag you and your company down.”

Overwhelmed with anger and disgust, Christina reacted instantly, delivering a sharp kick with her stiletto heel, striking Nelson squarely in the groin.

Nelson howled in pain, clutching himself, his face contorted with rage. “You little bitch! You dare?!”

He slapped her, grabbed her hair, and yanked her toward a nearby couch.

His voice dripped venom. “If you won’t cooperate, I’ll force myself on you! Resistance only excites me more!”