Loving DAD 1174

A foreigner stood in the room. 

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He looked to be twenty–seven or twenty–eight, neatly dressed in a dark suit. His face was decent enough, almost handsome, but his eyes–darting, restless, full of calculation–spoiled everything. 

There was something lecherous about the way he looked at Sharon, something that made the air feel heavier. 

Up close, Chuggs found Sharon even more stunning than he’d imagined. She wasn’t like the heavily made–up dolls he usually played with. Her makeup was light and understated, but that only made her beauty more disarming–radiant, unhidden, the kind that drew the breath out of a room. 

He stared at her greedily, Adam’s apple bobbing. 

“Beautiful,” he said, his tone slick with entitlement. “I’m Chuggs. Heir to the Noel family.” He in 

introduced himself first, as if his name alone should have meant something, his eyes glued to her face. 

Sharon’s expression remained perfectly calm. “I think you’ve entered the wrong room, Mr. Noel.” 

Her voice was cool, like water settling into stillness. 

The colder she looked, the stronger the flicker of conquest in his chest burned. He stepped closer, the corner of his mouth curling. 

“That pretty boy who was just with you–he looks more like a woman than a man. Nice to look at, maybe, but too soft. You should try a real man sometime. I’ll show you what that means.” 

He leaned in, his breath sour with arrogance. “Stay with me and contracts, orders–whatever you want–you’ll have them all.” 

Then he lunged. 

Sharon didn’t flinch. There wasn’t even time for fear to surface–only a sudden, efficient movement. She caught his wrist midair, twisted sharply, and in the same breath sent him sprawling to the floor beneath her heel. 

She’d had enough encounters like this to learn how to fight back. Years ago, she’d hired a combat instructor for that very reason. She wasn’t a professional by any means, but men like Chuggs–soft from indulgence, dulled by excess–weren’t much of a challenge. 

He hadn’t expected it. A woman who looked so delicate and elegant, moving with such precision and strength- it stunned him. 

He’d once trained too, in his youth, but years of wine, women, and decadence had stripped him of any real ability. Within seconds, he was pinned. Her high heel pressed hard against his cheek. 

For a man like Chuggs, who’d never been humiliated a day in his life, the shame was unbearable. 

“You bitch!” he spat, eyes blazing. “Do you know who I am?” 

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Sharon looked down at him. “Didn’t you just tell me?” 

He thrashed against the floor, his face twisting, “I’ll make you wish you were dead!” 

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Her lips curved slightly, a ghost of a smile–one without warmth. “I think, Mr. Noel, that it’s you who’ll be wishing that soon.” 

He barely had time to process the words before the sound of the door unlocking broke the silence. 

Chuggs’s expression shifted. That couldn’t be. He’d sent people to stall Thomas–how could he be back already? 

The door swung open. 

A tall figure stepped inside, the light catching on the sharp lines of his face. His dark eyes swept the room once and then turned to ice. A quiet fury, deep and dangerous, filled the air around him. 

Sharon met his gaze and saw the storm gathering there. 

Chuggs, still on the ground, shouted desperately, “Hey, pretty boy! Help me hold her down, and I’ll give you ten million!”