One Night With A Mysterious Billionaire (The Heiress's Revenge)-Chapter 55: Passionate night

Lena moaned loudly as she finally put his length inside her. She began going up and down slowly, her head tilting backwards as waves of pleasure rushed through her body. Her fingers pressed against his chest for balance, her breathing uneven and hot against his skin.

Raymond held her waist tightly, his nails digging into her soft skin in a possessive grip that made her shiver. His eyes darkened dangerously as he watched Lena’s eyes fill with pleasure, watching the way her lips parted helplessly. Soon, Lena’s moans started breaking into little cries as she reached her climax, her entire body trembling above him.

Raymond held her waist firmly and continued thrusting upward until he reached his own climax. His jaw tightened, his grip on her waist intensifying as he released. They both collapsed afterward, breathless and flushed, with Lena resting on

Raymond’s chest as they struggled to catch their breath. The only sound inside the car was their heavy breathing and the faint hum of the engine.

"I think the dress looks more stunning now, with the top ripped open," Raymond commented casually as he held on to Lena, his fingers brushing against the torn fabric and exposed skin.

Lena let out a small breathless laugh. "Maybe I would just wear it like this when I go out, since you like the dress this way."

Raymond’s expression changed instantly, the playful look disappearing. "Then be prepared to have the blood of those men that would be foolish enough to look at you in your hands."

Lena lifted her head slightly. "You wouldn’t dare."

"Try me." His voice was calm, but there was a clear warning underneath it.

Lena raised her head fully to look at his face. "You are not serious right now."

"Very serious," Raymond told her without blinking, his gaze steady and unwavering.

Lena climbed down from his body and shook her head slowly. She wondered how something that was supposed to be a joke had suddenly turned so intense.

She tried to adjust her dress and close it properly, but she couldn’t. The top of the dress was ripped beyond repair, the fabric hanging uselessly around her chest. She sighed softly in frustration, holding the torn edges together.

Raymond, noticing her dilemma without her saying a word, pulled off his suit jacket and then his shirt. He handed the shirt to her. "Wear this."

She hesitated for a second before slipping into his shirt. The fabric was warm from his body and slightly oversized on her, covering her thighs modestly. Raymond pulled up his trousers and zipped them, then pulled up the car seat. After making sure Lena was properly covered and comfortable, he drove off from where they had been parked.

By the time they got home, it was already late into the night. The mansion stood tall and brightly lit against the darkness. From the gate to the main building, all eyes had been on them. The guards tried to remain professional, but it was impossible not to notice Raymond’s bare upper body and Lena wearing his shirt. Whispers lingered quietly in the air as the car passed.

When they stopped in front of the mansion, Raymond stepped out immediately and walked around to Lena’s side. He opened the door for her and carried her bridal style without giving her a chance to protest. Lena wrapped her arms around his neck instinctively as they made their way inside.

Sullivan had been waiting for them in the living room. The moment he saw them, he straightened. Raymond handed him the car keys. "Park it in the garage. Make sure no one touches it." He was not ready for anyone in the mansion to see him and lena’s passionate night

"Yes, sir," Sullivan responded respectfully.

Raymond gave him a few more quiet instructions before heading upstairs with Lena still in his arms. The servants lowered their heads as they passed.

After cleaning up and changing into fresh clothes, exhaustion finally caught up with them. The tension of the day, mixed with everything else, drained their strength. The moment their backs touched the bed, they both dozed off almost immediately.

Lena woke up to the sound of a knock on the door. She blinked slowly, still sleepy, and turned to the side of the bed. Raymond was not there.

"Come in," she called out softly.

"Good morning, ma," the maid greeted immediately as she stepped into the room. Her face carried a faint hint of defiance that Lena did not miss.

Lena, still sitting on the bed, looked at the young lady in front of her. The maid came in carrying several white sheets and towels. She dropped them at the foot of the bed and stood there, waiting for Lena to get up so she could carry out her duties.

"Ma, would you want me to clean your room now or come back later?" she asked, though her tone suggested she didn’t truly mean it.

Lena sighed quietly and waved her hand before standing up from the bed, signaling her to continue. Even if she wanted her to come back later, she knew the maid wouldn’t agree. She walked into the bathroom to bathe and dress up.

She wasn’t comfortable with the maid entering the room so early in the morning, sometimes even before she woke up. The last time she complained, the maid refused to leave, insisting that this was how Raymond instructed them to carry out their duties.

This mansion felt very different from the manor she once shared with Raymond. She missed their quiet, private life. Bertha had been more than capable of handling things, but this house was far too large for only Bertha to manage.

Lena understood why Raymond felt the need to employ more help, even if it made her feel like a stranger in her own home.When she was done dressing up, she went downstairs and saw Raymond at the dining table, working on something with his laptop.

He was wearing his gold-rimmed glasses and a purple shirt with the sleeves rolled up, paired with black trousers. He looked yummy and every bit the CEO he was—confident, composed, and effortlessly attractive. She couldn’t help herself and stopped midway on the staircase just to admire him quietly.

"You know, I have always wondered, am I that handsome, that you forget yourself whenever you stare at me?" he asked without looking up, a faint smirk playing on his lips.

"Who is admiring you?" Lena fired back immediately, refusing to admit that she was once again drooling at Raymond’s handsomeness.

"If you say so, baby. Come here." He called her casually. 𝐟𝗿𝐞𝚎𝚠𝐞𝚋𝕟𝐨𝚟𝐞𝕝.𝕔𝕠𝚖

Lena happily walked over and jumped lightly on Raymond, resting her head on his chest. Raymond was surprised by the sudden affection and chuckled softly, wrapping an arm around her waist to steady her.

"Your body is so comfortable," Lena said as she relished the feeling of being in Raymond’s hands, her voice soft and satisfied.

"Is that so?" Raymond raised a brow.

Lena nodded.

"Then you should climb on me more often. I don’t mind holding you."

"You promise?" Lena asked, lifting her head slightly to look at him.

"Yes, I promise, baby." He said it while rubbing her back gently. His eyes carried a deep affection that even he had not fully acknowledged yet.

Raymond soon stopped what he was doing on his laptop and shifted his attention completely to her.

"I think we should eat out this morning. Then from there, we would go to the boutique to get you the things you need. You know we haven’t had the opportunity to shop for new things for you since we arrived because of my busy schedule."

He paused briefly before continuing.

"The auction tonight, we would be going together. Sylvia would also be there, including Damon and Liam. So you have nothing to fear. It’s going to be the very night I introduce you to high society officially, so everything has to be on point."

Lena listened carefully and nodded her head, but her eyes slowly began to droop. The warmth of his chest and the steady rhythm of his breathing made her drowsy. Soon, she was fast asleep in Raymond’s arms.

Raymond’s eyes darkened slightly as a thought crossed his mind. He closed his laptop gently and scooped Lena into his arms with ease before carrying her upstairs. When he entered the bedroom, he saw the maid almost finishing cleaning.

"Hurry up and leave," he instructed calmly.

The maid quickly gathered her things, though not without casting a cold, lingering stare. Raymond did not fail to notice the anger in her eyes when he dismissed her.

"So that is how it is?" he murmured to himself with a faint smile.

After she left, he removed his glasses and shirt, placing them neatly aside. He climbed into bed beside Lena and pulled her close, cuddling her protectively as she slept peacefully in his arms.

Lena woke up later and found herself back in bed, with Raymond cuddling her from behind. She remembered they were at the dining room making plans for the day before she slept off. Her heart swelled at how he always took care of her so effortlessly.