The CEO’s Pet Cat

A shudder ran through her entire body, and Mia slowly twisted her head, shock and disbelief in the bottom of her eyes.

She glanced at the man who was standing outside the door at some point and bounced up from the big soft bed in a flash, the cup in her hand falling to the floor and shattering into pieces from her giant movement.

“You …” A hint of desperation swept through her frightened eyes as Mia tried hard to push down that fear in her heart, settling her mind and paling her little face, but her voice gradually calmed down, “You saw it all. ”

Since he had already seen it, there was no need for Self to hide it.

Standing by the door, Asher’s dark eyes fixed on her for a long time without speaking.

“Asher, I admit I let Dean go, you …” Her hollow voice rang through the large room, causing Mia to pause sharply and lick her dry lips sheepishly.

What did this man, looking at her so steadily, mean?

“It looks like you’re being disobedient …” the voice was husky, “What do you think I should use to punish you this time, my dear pet… …”

Asher’s voice wasn’t loud, but it hit Mia like a heavy hammer, sending a jolt through her body!

Mia, snuggled in his arms, her eyes widened, “When did you drug me!”

The housekeeper must have inadvertently put it on her, damn it, how could she have been so careless!

Mia’s face instantly bristled white, shaking her lips in horror as she looked at the man in front of her as if he were Satan, “Asher, you’re not human!”

“I’m not human?” Deep eyes narrowed dangerously into a line, freeing a large palm to squeeze her small pointed chin tightly, forcing those cool eyes to meet his burning gaze, a sneer suddenly surfacing at the corners of his mouth, “If I’m not human, then what are you as the pet that I’m not?”NôvelDrama.Org © content.

Mia’s face went pale and she desperately tried to break free from his grip, but the strength of his fingers was too strong and instead of breaking free she put herself in an even more awkward position.

“Don’t presume to resist, and don’t forget that I haven’t settled the score with you on this matter of your private release of the dean.” Cold eyes were fixed on the face that tickled his heart, reaching out to ruffle the hair scattered over her shoulder behind her, and although that action was extremely gentle, it caused the Mia in his arms to feel a bone-chilling sensation.

…

The warm sunlight, through the window, hit the large soft bed, the warm sun expelled the cold temperature of the dark night completely, the quiet and warm atmosphere flowed in the air of the bedroom.

Asher leaned over the bed with one hand, ruffling Mia’s silky hair with the other, content to enjoy the silent hours.

Looking at the serene and gentle beauty of the sleeping face, Asher’s cold expression couldn’t help but soften a lot, and there was even a hint of love at the bottom of his deep eyes.

Only one thing he hadn’t noticed yet was the quiet change he was undergoing himself, in his treatment of Mia.

He didn’t even notice that even though Mia was being so “treacherous”, he was still tolerating it unconditionally.

As soon as Mia opened her eyes, she saw a magnified, handsome face looking at her.

Mia, still outside the situation, blinked, and when she was sure the man in front of her was Asher, she immediately cowered to the side of the bed with a shrill cry, clutching the covers.

Hearing that horrible scream, Asher’s expressionless face added a chilling frost, and a low voice issued from the throat at the base of his neck, “Silence.”

Mia fumbled to pull the bedding onto herself, and when she saw his bronze chest comparable to a model, her small face floated densely with an unnatural blush, and she lowered her head in panic, not daring to raise it for half a day.

Sitting on the bed, Asher frowned at the woman who had wrapped herself into a ball, the hidden fear in her eyes suddenly causing a wave of irritation to rise in him and he asked offhandedly, “You’re afraid of me?”

Mia nodded gently, pausing for a moment before shaking her head violently again.

This temperamental man, if she casually dealt with it now, wouldn’t she still be eaten dry?

She was still too sore to risk it again!

The reaction made Asher’s eyebrows knit together even more as he stepped off the bed and onto the floor, taking his own clothes out of the cupboard and pulling them on.

There was no expected storm, and the quiet atmosphere made Mia blink in confusion, and her fingers gripping the covers couldn’t help but loosen their grip a little, looking at the familiar back in confusion.

Asher swept her lightly and continued the action in his hands, slender fingers moving quickly over the light blue casual shirt, quickly buttoning it up and pulling on the white slacks before turning his head to the woman sitting frozen on the bed.

“Get up and eat breakfast.” After dropping the words, he dashed out of the bedroom.

Mia stared at the closed doorway with her mouth slightly open, her eyes dumbfounded, obviously stunned by the strange sight she had just witnessed, unaware even of the quilt slipping from her hands.

Who could tell her if the incredibly dashing and refined man she had just seen was the usual grim-faced, cold-hearted man Asher or not?

After a slight hesitation, Mia managed to get dressed quickly and made her way into the living room.

Although Dean has been let go by her, it is like a time bomb that makes her obey Asher for now.

High class casual clothes ironed on Asher’s body, ink hair with a slight blue sheen in the sunlight, a side face like a Greek idol, and a slender, elegant figure that could make any woman who saw him fall madly in love with him!

Standing in the foyer, Mia looked anxiously at the man whose face was calm almost to perfection, secretly suspecting that under such a calm atmosphere must lie an impending storm.