Chapter 237

“That night, you didn’t even use protection,” Adam said.

“The first part,” Celine whispered, her voice barely audible. “She said she didn’t want to take birth control pills.” Adam didn't quite catch the rest. His thoughts immediately returned to the incident when she’d had an allergic reaction and fainted after taking birth control pills for Nathan. A cold, mocking smile touched his lips. “If you could take them for another man, why can’t you take them for me?”

She was taken aback. When had she ever taken birth control pills for another man? He’d misunderstood her in the past, accusing her of sleeping with many men. She’d endured his accusations, but she’d been a virgin that night. And yet, he was still bringing this up?

Celine clenched her fists and punched him. Resentment and hatred still burned within her.

Adam didn't dodge. He let her hit him, then gently grasped her fist, taking her hand, and led her away.

“Walt, I haven’t bought the condoms yet,” Celine reminded him softly.

Adam stopped and glanced at the condoms on the shelf. “I’ll give you one more chance. Pick again.”

Under his intense gaze, Celine chose the largest size available.

Adam let out a faint, mocking laugh and led her to the cashier. After paying, he pulled her back to the car.

Inside the Rolls-Royce Phantom, Celine checked the time. Thirty minutes from the supermarket to Lux Garden. That would be enough time…

She turned to him. “Mr. Alvarez, let’s just head to Lux Garden.”

Adam’s gaze fell on her delicate face, lingering on her beauty mark. Suddenly, he said, “Sit on my lap.”

Celine froze.

Adam reached out, gripping her soft waist. Without warning, he lifted her from the passenger seat and placed her on his thigh.

His powerful legs exuded strength and masculinity. Celine’s face flushed crimson as she sat on them.

“Mr. Alvarez, what are you doing? We’re in a car!” Celine protested, trying to move away.

Adam’s strong arm encircled her, holding her in place. “It’s not like we haven’t done this in a car before. Feeling shy now?”

Celine was speechless. She struggled. “Mr. Alvarez, let’s just go to Lux Garden.”

The confined space pressed their bodies together. As she wriggled, her soft frame moved against him. Desire flickered in Adam’s eyes.

His long arm circled her waist, and his other hand slipped under the hem of her shirt; his warm breath fanned across her face. His voice was low and commanding. “Don’t move.”

She’d been teasing him since Alvarez Group, and she hadn’t stopped the entire drive. It was time he taught her a lesson.

Celine frowned, her slender fingers grabbing his wrist. Accidentally, she touched his steel watch. Pushing against him, she pleaded, “Mr. Alvarez, it hurts. You’re hurting me.”

Her soft, fragile voice, laced with vulnerability and a hint of allure, resonated with him. It felt eerily familiar—like the vivid, sensual dream that came flooding back. It felt so real, the memories and sensations lingering in his body.

Adam’s dark eyes locked on hers. “Even if it hurts, you’ll endure it.”

He lowered his head and kissed her fiercely. His kiss was aggressive and domineering, overwhelming her completely. Celine could hardly breathe, consumed by his intensity. Her face turned scarlet. In desperation, she bit his tongue.

The sudden sharp pain made Adam pull back. Celine gasped for air, her long lashes trembling weakly. She looked disheveled and pitiful.

Adam reached out, gripping her delicate chin. Celine was forced to meet his gaze. “Celine, you’re the one who begged for my help. Bite me again, and your dear best friend can forget about getting out of jail. Do you understand?”