Domineering Mr. CEO and His Impudent Love

Abraham Redington personally drove Molly Wellington back to her condominium.

The place she lived was in a luxury residential area, conveniently located between the company and H University.

The apartment was, of course, prepared by Dylan Wellington.

In fact, Dylan Wellington even prepared a luxury car for his precious daughter, but Molly Wellington didn’t want anyone to know her identity to avoid flattery at the company and not learning anything genuine, so she always used public transportation.

All the way, Abraham Redington refrained from saying anything that would make Molly Wellington blush and her heart race, but he would occasionally reach over to grab her hand and knead it gently when waiting at red lights.

Molly Wellington tried several times to withdraw her hand to stop him from playing with it.

But Abraham Redington held on tight and refused to let go.

The professional cool image that Molly Wellington had painstakingly built over the years was unknowingly starting to crack in this interaction.

Even though Molly Wellington kept a straight face, feigning anger as she glared at him, she didn’t know how tempting she looked with her dark almond-shaped eyes that seemed like flowing water, glaring at him coquettishly.

At the red lights, Abraham Redington turned to look at Molly Wellington, and when he received her ’angry’ gaze, his deep blue eyes darkened involuntarily.

A burning glint quickly flashed through his eyes.

Abraham Redington turned his face back, gazing toward the front of the car, and even withdrew his right hand that was holding hers.

Molly Wellington breathed a slight sigh of relief, thinking Abraham Redington was intimidated by her glare.

But she didn’t know he just didn’t dare to look at her any longer, didn’t dare to get any closer.

Otherwise, Abraham Redington feared he might not be able to control himself and would take her right in the car.

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Finally, the car drove into the residential area and stopped at the ground floor of Molly Wellington’s apartment.

Abraham Redington quickly turned off the engine and got out of the car, without resorting to the clichéd TV series behavior of unbuckling her seatbelt and taking the opportunity to get close to her.

Seeing the man deftly getting out of the car, Molly Wellington was momentarily stunned.

She thought to herself that she had indeed overthought things. Just moments ago, when the car was approaching the area, she was worried.

If Abraham Redington leaned over to unbuckle her seatbelt and tried to kiss her, how could she dodge it?

Feeling a bit self-conscious, Molly Wellington pursed her lips with a flicker of embarrassment in her eyes.

She hurriedly picked up her bag and unbuckled her seatbelt.

Molly Wellington just pressed the switch to open the car door on her side, and before she could step out, Abraham Redington’s tall and handsome figure appeared at the door.

Huh?

Molly Wellington raised her eyes in confusion. What was Abraham Redington doing blocking the way?

With him blocking the door, how was she supposed to get out?

Molly Wellington furrowed her brows slightly and was about to ask Abraham Redington to move aside, but the man had already bent over, his long and powerful arms reaching under her neck and knees, lifting her out of the car.

"You..." Molly Wellington stammered, clearly startled by Abraham Redington’s unexpected action, "I can walk by myself; you don’t need to carry me. Put me down..."

"I know you can walk," Abraham Redington nodded lightly, holding her tighter, "but I want to carry you."

With a casual motion, Abraham Redington closed the car door and carried Molly Wellington into the condominium building, ignoring her embarrassed struggles.

Molly Wellington lived in a luxurious condominium in downtown with the best security protection. There was security checking at the entrance of the complex, and property management registration on the ground floor of each condominium building.

Seeing Abraham Redington about to carry her into the building, Molly Wellington became anxious and said, "Put me down right now. The property management on the first floor knows me, and this is so embarrassing."

But it was already too late for anything she said now.

Abraham Redington carried her inside with large strides, and within a few seconds, they were already at the property management registration area on the first floor.

"Hello, you need to register... You’re... are you Miss Wellington?" The property management staff on the first floor was about to stop them for registration, but upon seeing Molly Wellington’s face, they displayed a look of utter disbelief.

Molly Wellington, who lived on the top floor of this luxurious condominium, was famously a mysterious figure in the eyes of the property management team.

An elegant and beautiful socialite whose private life was surprisingly clean, as they had never seen her bring a man home, always dressed in an elite and aloof manner.

They privately speculated whether Miss Wellington might be frigid or uninterested in men.

But today, they never dreamed that Miss Wellington not only brought a man home.

She brought back a devastatingly handsome mixed-race man, and she was even carried back by him.

[Beyond 1200 words: Updated on 10/7, see you tomorrow night~]