Mr. CEO's Young Mistress

Sharon trembled and stopped in her tracks.

Heavy footsteps approached her from behind, and the man grabbed her arm and pulled her into a cubicle forcefully before slamming the door shut with a loud bang.

A strong, muscular chest pressed Sharon firmly against the door.

Sharon felt as if her heart was about to jump out of her chest as she lifted her head to look at his stern face and stuttered. "M-Master Leonard."

Leonard wrapped a possessive arm around Sharon's waist and lifted her chin with another hand. His eyes were hard as he looked at her, and the temperature dropped to a freezing point.

"Sharon, I don't like you hiding from me, alright?" Leonard asked in a dull, hard voice. His head bowed as he looked deeply into Sharon's eyes.

"I-I'm not hiding from you." Sharon argued.

"Kiss me." Leonard suddenly requested.

Sharon's eyes widened in shock. She thought she had misheard him and stared blankly at him, flabbergasted.

Leonard frowned, and his eyes flitted over Sharon's pink, soft lips. His voice deepened as he demanded. "I'll believe you if you kiss me."

Realizing that she hadn't misheard him, Sharon blushed red instantly and resisted with her eyes.

Leonard read her eyes, and his jaw clenched.

"Are you scared of me or are you disgusted?" Leonard asked.

Sharon froze at the word "disgusted" and saw Leonard's eyes turning red, his face hardening.

Sharon stilled, and she curled her shaking fingers into a fist. "Master Leonard, can we please go back to how everything was before?" she begged softly, her voice shaking. She looked deeply at Leonard, her eyes filled with desperation.

She longed to return to the past.

Sharon admitted she couldn't bear such a tremendous change, nor could she accept Leonard's feelings for her.

However, Sharon felt even more despaired by Leonard's overbearing persistence.

Sharon did not dare to imagine what would happen if the rest of the Lefebvre family knew about Leonard's feelings.

Sharon reached out to grasp the hem of Leonard's shirt, her voice hoarse. "Please, Master Leonard. Can't you just stay as my Master Leonard, huh? We're family forever, right? I'm begging you, Master Leonard..."

Leonard stared at the tears hanging from Sharon's eyes, and tenderness filled his eyes. He lifted a gentle hand to brush her tears away. "No, I don't want to only be your family. I want to be your man, your lover, your husband."

"Master Leonard..."

Tears fell down her face when she saw Leonard's determined gaze, and she suddenly felt sorrow surging through her.

By the time Sharon and Leonard returned to the VIP lounge, everyone else had arrived.

Daniel and Oliver narrowed their eyes when they saw Sharon and Leonard walk in together.

"Hey, Sharon! Come and sit down. I've ordered your favourite crayfish." Paul broke out into a smile and waved her over.

Because of what happened in the bathroom, Sharon was not in a good mood. She merely spared him a glance before finding a random seat and sat down, sulking.

Seeing this, Leonard's frown deepened.

He stepped forward and sat down next to Sharon.

Oliver glanced at Sharon's slightly swollen lips and instantly understood the situation. However, he only raised an eyebrow and feigned ignorance.

"What's wrong? Are you in a bad mood?" Paul asked, concerned. Paul hadn't noticed the subtle mood change between Sharon and Leonard. When he saw Sharon's gloomy face, he merely thought that she was in a bad mood.

"No." Sharon's reply was brief, but she failed to conceal her croaky voice.

Paul immediately stood up and moved to the other seat beside Sharon. He turned to look at her sternly and asked, "Did someone bully you? Tell me their names, I'll take care of it!" "Ahem!" Oliver suddenly coughed.

Paul peered at him. "Have you caught a cold?"

Oliver was speechless at Paul's lack of intelligence and said nothing.

Paul mumbled something to himself before turning back to Sharon. "Don't be afraid and tell me who was it. I want to know who's so bold as to bully you!"

"Ahem!"

This time, it was Daniel who coughed.

Paul looked at Daniel questioningly.

But Daniel did not say a word. He merely picked up the glass of red wine in front of him and took a graceful sip.

Paul grimaced but was still slow to catch on. Instead, he turned to Sharon again and repeated. "Sharon, tell me what happened."

Sharon inhaled slowly and tilted her head to look at Paul. "I'm fine, Paul. I'm just a little hungry."

Paul rubbed his nose awkwardly. "Oh..."

His excitement dimmed, and he returned to his seat, dejected, quietly sipping his wine.

Oliver raised his an eyebrow and looked at Paul, before turning to Sharon. "Well, since you're hungry, let's not waste time. Order anything you want since Daniel's paying."

Daniel nodded. "Go ahead."

Oliver reached out to pat Daniel on the shoulder but stilled when he remembered Daniel was a germaphobe. He retracted his hand and turned to the waiter who stood by the door and ordered, "Bring us a bottle of 89 Bordeaux."

"Very well, sir. Please give me a moment." The waiter replied.

Daniel narrowed his eyes at Oliver and scoffed, "You're not holding back, I see."

Oliver grinned. "What are brothers for?"

"Haha." Daniel deadpanned with a fake smile.

Sharon's head lowered as she picked at her food silently.

Suddenly, a de-shelled crayfish appeared on Sharon's plate.

She stilled and lifted her head to look at Leonard beside her.

Leonard was calm as he ordered, "Eat."

Sharon's chest tightened further.

Watching Leonard's slender fingers picking up another crayfish to peel, Sharon clutched her fork tightly and snapped, "I don't like crayfish anymore!"

Everyone froze when they heard her and turned to look at the two of them.

Leonard, however, was impassive as he continued peeling the crayfish.

After he finished, he placed it on Sharon's plate again.

Sharon's face hardened, and she glared at Leonard, agitated. "I said, I don't like crayfish anymore."

Oliver frowned but he and Daniel remained silent.

Paul was dumbstruck.

"Is she... throwing a tantrum? At him? Does she have a death wish?" Paul screamed to himself.

...

However, Leonard's face was still stoic as he continued peeling.

Watching the pile on her plate grow, Sharon's eyes reddened.

Sharon felt as if a boulder was crushing down on her chest, making it difficult for her to breathe!

Worried that Sharon would tick Leonard off, Paul pursed his lips and started. "Sha—"

...

But before he had the chance to speak, Sharon lowered her utensils and stood up. "I'm full now. Uncle Daniel, Oliver, Paul, you guys take your time."

With that, Sharon turned to leave.

"Sit down," Leonard commanded, his tone calm and indifferent.

His voice may have sounded normal, but to others, it was packed with menace.

...

Sharon's stubbornness kicked in. She pressed her lips together defiantly and looked at Leonard. "I have assignments to finish, so I'll be taking my leave."

She pushed her chair back, straightened her back, and went over to the sofa to grab her bag. She headed for the door when suddenly...

Bang!

Sharon went ramrod stiff and her face paled, her feet stiffly rooted to the ground.

"Come back here!" Leonard growled, each word chipping away at Sharon's fragile heart.

Sharon instantly became misty-eyed. She clenched on her bag strap, unmoving.

"Don't make me repeat myself!" Leonard warned.

Sharon clenched her jaw tightly and held her tears back. She turned around and sat back down.

A plate full of peeled crayfish appeared in front of her with a soft thud, hitting her plate with a clink.

"Eat!"

"Um..." Paul couldn't bear to see Sharon's pitiful expression and was about to speak up when a sharp look cut him off.

Paul bit his tongue and swallowed his words.

Leonard was terrifying whenever he lost his temper.

The furrow between Oliver's eyebrows deepened, and he looked at Sharon sympathetically.

However, he had expected this outcome since just now, when Sharon started acting up.

He hadn't been able to find the right time to warn her. But now, it was much better for him to remain silent.

Daniel's expression remained unchanged because he knew everything would be all fine.

Leonard would never lay a hand on Sharon, no matter how angry he was.

In fact, with the way he was treating her, he'll most probably have to coax her later.

Therefore, in Daniel's opinion, it was Leonard who got the other side of the coin.

Sharon glowered at the plate of crayfish in front of her and slowly reached for her fork.

She kept repeating to herself, "Do not cry. Don't you dare embarrass yourself in front of so many people!"

But the moment she put a piece of crayfish into her mouth, she broke down and burst into tears.