Chapter 247

Ten minutes later, a sleek black Bentley pulled up outside the apartment building. Lily Song lived alone in this spacious 160-square-meter high-rise overlooking Lakeworth. That giant floor-to-ceiling window? Prime real estate with a view to kill for. As they stepped inside, Lily nudged Daniel Richards toward the couch. She shrugged off her coat, revealing a white silk camisole beneath—elegant but seductive. Then she headed into the bedroom for a moment, her back swaying with a kind of quiet allure. That little scene alone could knock the breath out of most men. The sky outside grew darker. The room hadn't been lit, with only the neon lights from the city casting long, colorful shadows inside. A bottle of '92 Lafite rested on the table, two crystal glasses beside it. Her slippers had tumbled onto the plush wool carpet, while the couch had turned into a tangle of limbs. Her hair was caught on the buttons of his suit jacket as she leaned in for another kiss, cheeks flushed and eyes half-l