Chapter 2

It was Leonard Richard, the head of the Richard family in the capital, a man who struck fear into many.

He was also known as a man who never got close to women.

He stood in front of me, impeccably dressed in a suit. I couldn't tell if it was my imagination, but I felt there was a hint of pity in his gaze.

Perhaps it was because he was upset with what Malcolm had done to me.

Laughter and chatter from the room behind us continued to spill out. The mocking tone of the "good girl" nickname echoed in my ears.

For the first time in my life, I gathered my courage and walked up to Leonard. Standing on tiptoe, I wrapped my arms around his neck and pressed my lips against his.

"Leonard, how about a one-night stand with me?"

Malcolm would never know how rebellious I could be. We were all adults, after all.

After the kiss, Leonard remained unmoved. He stood there, staring at me without any emotion.

I remembered the rumors about him not being interested in women, and my courage began to wane. Just as I was about to release his neck, Leonard suddenly pulled me into his arms by my waist.

The scent of nicotine momentarily disoriented me.

"Geraldine, are you sure you want a one-night stand with me?"

His eyes scanned me. It wasn't hard to understand why he said that. My modest Chanel dress, long straight black hair, and demure makeup all screamed "good girl".

In that instant when our eyes met, I didn't miss the teasing glint in his eyes. My lips curved slightly.

"Leonard, do you dare?"

Leonard's kiss soon ignited a heat within me. Since getting engaged to Malcolm, no other man had been this close to me.

Unexpectedly, Leonard took me to his home. His car smoothly stopped at a villa halfway up the hill. When we entered, he took out a pair of men's slippers from the shoe cabinet and placed them in front of me.

"I don't have women's slippers. You'll have to make do."

Indeed, he wasn't interested in women.

Then, without a word, he held my hand and led me directly to the bathroom, instructing me to wash up thoroughly.

After washing up and coming out, I noticed a glass of enticing red wine on the coffee table in the bedroom. I rarely drank alcohol, but tonight I decided to let loose. After downing a bottle of red wine, my face quickly turned bright red.

My rebellious nature was unleashed by the alcohol coursing through my veins. Boldly, I spread my legs and sat on Leonard's lap beside me.

I pushed Leonard onto the bed and pulled open his robe.

"Leonard, I've heard you're not interested in women. People say you might be impotent. Otherwise, how could someone go so long without satisfying their desires?"

The alcohol clouded my judgment. If I were sober enough, I'd see Leonard's face darkening with anger as he lay on the bed, clearly wanting to throw me out right then and there.

But now, he could only suppress his temper and reach out to stop me from undressing him. In the next second, I glared at him fiercely and slapped his hand away.