The Contracted Ever After (Cordelia and Ronan)

Chapter 1

Cordelia woke up in the middle of the night, feeling utterly knackered.

Long story short, no one would believe it, but she had slept with Ronan last night. It was her first time,

and it didn't feel particularly special, just painful.

What left a deep impression on her was when Ronan's beard brushed against her cheek, his breath on

her neck, his kisses on her ear, and his deep voice accompanying their physical contact, making

Cordelia's body unbearably hot. Throughout the process, Ronan kept murmuring a name into

Cordelia's ear. Despite not being able to make out the name, it did nothing to lessen Cordelia's

excitement and nervousness.

In the middle of the night, Cordelia woke up. Ronan was still asleep. She glanced at the man's serious

face and somehow felt closer to him. She craved the warmth of his embrace and even fantasized about

continuing to lie next to him, holding him as she slept. But she knew that if she didn't leave now, it

would mean trouble.

Ronan was the CEO of Lumos Enterprises, who had slept with an intern, Cordelia. She knew the

consequences would be dire. At best, she would lose her job and be kicked out; at worst, she would be

labeled as "the intern who seduced the boss." Her reputation would be shattered, and she would have

no place in Millstone.

Yesterday was the first day of team building, and Ronan got drunk in the evening. He grabbed

Cordelia's hand, who was helping him to his room, and kissed her without warning. Cordelia initially

wanted to resist, but when she saw Ronan's face, she was somehow in a daze and couldn't resist.

Before this, Cordelia hadn't even had any direct contact with Ronan.

Cordelia stumbled back to her room, pretending that nothing had happened, until six in the evening,

when several buses arrived and were parked in front of the hotel to take them back to the company.

Cordelia got on the bus with another intern, Brooklyn. As soon as they got on the bus, they saw

someone sitting in the first row, resting with his eyes closed, giving Cordelia quite a start. If it was not

Ronan, who else could it be?

The bus was filled with people, with only the seats next to and behind Ronan empty. Cordelia's face

immediately turned red, and since she and Brooklyn were late, they had no choice but to sit behind

Ronan.

"Didn't Mr. Evans drive here himself? Why is he taking the bus back with us this time?" Brooklyn

whispered in Cordelia's ear. Brooklyn had a loud voice, and even when she was "whispering,"

everyone could hear her clearly.

"I don't know," Cordelia replied, looking down at her feet.

When she got on the bus, she tried to hide her face, afraid that Ronan would recognize her. But she

also had a glimmer of hope that perhaps Ronan didn't remember what happened last night. Even if he

did, he wouldn't know that it was Cordelia since he hadn't had any contact with her before, and he was

drunk, and the lights were off for most of the night.

The ride was long, and Brooklyn started playing with her phone. Cordelia wanted to do the same, but

she couldn't find her phone anywhere.

Cordelia nudged Brooklyn, "Can you call my phone? I can't find it." ConTEent bel0ngs to Nôv(e)lD/rama(.)Org .

"Where did you leave it?" Brooklyn asked as she dialed Cordelia's number.

The ringtone sounded, but it wasn't coming from Cordelia's bag or her suitcase, but from the seat in

front of them, more precisely, from Ronan's hand.

Cordelia tensed up, feeling as if all the hairs on her body were standing on end.