You Complete Me novel (Skylar and Coralie)

Chapter 16

After an unknown amount of time had passed, Coralie eventually fell asleep while in a daze.

"Knock, knock, knock."

A gentle knock came from the door.

Coralie was sleeping, but when she heard the sound, she woke up from her sleep instantly.

"Knock, knock, knock."

The gentle knocking on the door slowly became a little urgent.

Coralie glanced at her mobile phone and it was already past one o'clock midnight. She got up from her

bed, slowly walked to the door and peeked through the peephole. It was still dark outside, and even the

moonlight seemed to have dimmed a lot. She could only see a vague outline of the person who was

standing in front of her door. Judging from the height of that person, it seemed to be a man.

"Who is it?"

She asked softly.

"It's me."

A moment later, a man's magnetic voice rang out in the darkness. It was a little hoarse, but it was like a

bright star in the night sky.

Skylar Holland?

"He's here?"

Coralie opened the door.

Skylar stood at the door. He was wearing a pair of black casual pants and a sapphire blue T-shirt. His

hair was not styled stiffly like how it was in the daytime, some strands were hanging loose against his

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He seemed to look.. more gentle than usual.

"You, why are you here?"

Coralie was standing, holding her mobile phone in her hand. For a moment, she didn't know where to

put it.

For some reason, when she saw him standing here, she felt a little surprised. No matter what the

reason was, his arrival made Coralie feel safe.

"Where is he? Didn't you say that someone was smashing your door?"

Skylar stood outside of the door, showing no intention of moving.

He looked around the room and found that the room was clean and tidy. There were no signs that

someone had entered the house.

"Well, it seems that he's gone."

Coralie stood there in shock. She didn't expect that that would be his first sentence.

It was not until then that she realized that the drunk man had left when she had fallen asleep.

"He's gone?"

"Well, I'm sorry. I was really scared at that time, so I accidentally pressed on your phone number."

Coralie looked at the man standing at the door and slightly shifted her body to make way for him. She

said politely, "Why don't you come in and have a seat? It's not as grand as your mansion, but I keep it

clean every day."

This man came all the way for her. No matter what the reason was, he must have been concerned

about her.

Coralie turned around and wanted to get him a cup of water from the kitchen. At that instant, a mocking

voice came from behind. "You really want me to go in, isn't it?"

His voice was very soft and had a playful pitch to it, which was unlike how he usually was.

Coralie was stunned and she turned around to explain, "No, I just thought that you had come all the

way here so it wouldn't feel right if I didn't even invite you in for a drink."

"Are you used to dressing like this, and inviting men into your house for a drink?"

Skylar stood there. The woman in front of him was wearing a beige silk nightdress. Its length ended

midway at her thighs, and it had black lace edges.

Most of her fair thighs were exposed.

Her long hair was tied up into a bun, which loosely fastened behind her head and had some loose

strands draped along her shoulders.

How could a woman invite a man to come in for a drink, dressed like this?

Coralie lowered her head. Only then did she notice that she was only wearing pajamas, and

underneath was only her underwear!

"Sorry, I'll change my clothes now!"

Coralie's face instantly turned red and she wanted to go into her room to change her clothes.

But he caught her by the wrist.

"Change your clothes? Why did you put so much effort into putting on a show? Didn't you do all of

these just to ask me to come over?"

Skylar's big palm gripped her wrist firmly. He was more than 6-foot tall and he looked down at her with

his eyes which was dark as ink.

"I didn't." Coralie said.

She raised her head and looked at Skylar. Coralie, who was already at a loss and was now even more

panicked.

"No? Do you think that I'm so gullible? The background was so quiet when you called and I didn't even

hear any knocking at all. Are you trying to fool me?"

When they were on the phone, Skylar could only hear Coralie's choked voice, and the background was

very quiet.

But what he didn't know was that Coralie's mobile phone had a background noise cancelling function.

She would usually have this mode turned on, plus she had kept herself away from the door, so it was

expected that Skylar couldn't hear the drunk man smashing at the door at all.

"I've already said it, I didn't."

He made Coralie feel weird and confused. The little joy that she had just now disappeared.

She could see from Skylar's eyes that this man was looking down on her from the bottom of his heart.

"Are you in such a hurry to deny it? Or are you playing with me?"

Skylar pulled her forcefully, and then pushed her down.

Coralie stumbled and fell heavily on the wooden coffee table. Although there was nothing on the table,

the surface of the table was incredibly hard, so she felt that her whole waist and back were going to fall

apart after falling on it.

When she tried to get up, his tall figure had already leaned towards her, blocking the light above her

and her whole body was covered in the shadow.

"I..." Coralie wanted to explain, but when she saw the determined look in the man's eyes that she was

seducing him and had deliberately lied to him to get him here, she didn't want to resist anymore. "Yes, I

lied to you. I was seducing you."

She raised her eyes and looked into the man's cold eyes, showing no signs of retreating.

"You're quite honest." Skylar's slender fingers held Coralie's small chin and said, "You're right. I bought

you with 5 million dollars. How can I make my money's worth if I don't sleep with you for a few more

times?"

"Yes, Young Master Holland, you are very angry that I had disrupted your fun, so you are here to seek

compensation from me, right?"

Whenever he emphasized the monetary relationship between them, Coralie always couldn't help but to

feel sad.

She knew that she was pretentious, short of money, willing to sell her body, and had signed the

contract. So, what else could she have done?

"Compensation? If you hadn't left me back then, you would have already been Mrs. Holland, who lives

a comfortable life."

Skylar knelt on the coffee table with one leg and took off her hairpin, letting her hair down.

He stared at her coldly. This time was different from the last time. Her body was covered with a skimpy

silk nightdress. It was soft, resting along her curves and moving according to each of her breaths.

"How can there be so many 'ifs'?"

If Skylar's mother didn't say those words to Coralie, she might really have ended up with him.

If nothing had happened to her mother and brother, it would be impossible for her to be lying down here

while letting him humiliate her.

Unfortunately, there was no 'if's.

"You're right."

Skylar bent down and kissed her on the lips. A breath of mint swept across her nose.

It felt unfamiliar, but it was somehow familiar too.

"I want you. Right now!"

The man said the words in a serious tone.