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Chapter 6: Passion in the Car

Frederick's voice was deep and commanding, making Charlotte's face flush with embarrassment.

The truth was, she had never been intimate with Ethan!

But she didn't want to admit that, so she pretended to stay calm and stared out at the rain.

The car came to a slow stop in front of Charlotte's apartment building. She unbuckled her seatbelt and was about to open the door when she gathered the courage to say, "Mr. Hawkins, if you get my dad out, I promise to leave Syeattel and never come back. I won't interfere with Miss Hawkins' marriage."

Frederick chuckled softly, "You'd sleep with me just to save your dad?"

She couldn't answer that; it would make her seem too desperate. Suddenly, Frederick grabbed her arm. With a swift pull, she was in his arms, his nose close to her neck, inhaling her scent deeply, his voice tinged with intoxication, "Your body is so beautiful."

Charlotte struggled in his arms but couldn't break free. Her heart raced, feeling Frederick's strong masculine presence, which made her breath quicken.

Charlotte found herself lying on top of him, their lips locked in a heated kiss. Her tender breasts were half-exposed, swaying slightly with her movements, driving him wild.

Frederick kissed her soft lips while his hand kneaded one of her breasts, teasing her erect nipple with a playful smile. "Are you always this sensitive?"

"Frederick, please don't," Charlotte's voice trembled as she tried to push him away, but she was too weak.

Frederick lifted his head, his eyes flashing with a wild light, his voice low and filled with temptation. "Charlotte, you know what I want."

His hands continued to explore her body, each touch filled with teasing and possessiveness.

Outside, the wind and rain raged. The windshield wipers moved rhythmically back and forth, making the scene inside the car sometimes clear, sometimes blurry.

Frederick's skills were undeniable, and in no time, he brought Charlotte to climax. She collapsed in his arms, completely at his mercy. Occasionally, she opened her eyes and saw her wanton reflection in the car window, shocked at herself.

Charlotte thought, 'Is this wanton woman really me?'

Frederick got excited. Given his status, he wasn't about to satisfy his desires in a car. He pressed against her lips, his voice hoarse. "There's a five-star hotel nearby. Want to spend the night there?"

Charlotte sobered up a bit.

Though dizzy from his kisses, she could still tell Frederick only wanted a one-night stand. She clung to his neck and softly pleaded, "Mr. Hawkins, please, help my dad."

Frederick lost interest.

He reached for a cigarette, lit it, and took a slow drag before saying, "If you can't handle the game, don't start. It gets pretty boring otherwise."

Charlotte thickened her skin and kissed him again. Frederick didn't respond, his deep eyes staring at her.

Charlotte blushed. She had never done this before, but this little teasing wasn't enough to affect Frederick.

He smoked half the cigarette before putting it out, his voice returning to its cold tone. "I'll take you back."

Charlotte, too embarrassed to stay on his lap, slowly moved away.

Adults understood that stopping sex halfway was uncomfortable for both parties.

Frederick stared at her, his breathing a bit heavier.

Charlotte sat back in the passenger seat, no longer wearing his jacket, and gently turned her head to look out the window.

She understood that with her looks, Frederick wouldn't break his principles for her.

She felt a bit of despair.

The rest of the ride was silent, neither of them speaking.

Frederick dropped her off at home, and the rain had stopped. She straightened her messy clothes and opened the car door.

Frederick watched her flustered state, a barely noticeable hint of pity in his eyes.

But perhaps because of their physical contact, he gave her a lead. "Find Michael Taylor. If he handles your dad's case, he might get a lighter sentence."

He then leaned over to the glove compartment and pulled out a business card. "Michael's contact info."

Charlotte held it tightly, and as soon as the car door closed, Frederick drove off immediately.

Charlotte stood in the dark, feeling a cold chill all over her body.

She felt more and more lost, not knowing what to do next.

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