Reborn Heiress: Taking Back What Is Rightfully Hers!
Chapter 215: A Night of Sweetness

Chapter 215: A Night of Sweetness

After the social event, Eric decided to take Ella to the presidential suite at the Nelson Group Hotel for the night. He believed that sometimes changing locations, like taking a mini vacation, could help them relax and bring unexpected results. This was a tip he had picked up from Richard, who seemed to have a knack for these things.

Eric admitted that while he was good with words, when it came to finding ways to make Ella laugh or have fun, he often had to take a page from Richard’s book.

He picked up a slice of watermelon and held it out to Ella’s lips. "Open wide, my queen," he teased.

Ella chuckled, opening her delicate lips and taking a big bite. The sweet, juicy watermelon burst in her mouth, and her heart felt just as full and content.

Eric gently brushed a strand of hair from her face that had gotten caught near her lips as she ate. "Did you have a good time tonight? That old fox must be regretting it for at least a month. Donating over ten million... for a miser like Sean, that’s quite the blow."

Ella burst into laughter, her eyes gleaming with satisfaction. "Of course I had fun. Seeing his stiff face was so satisfying! But he’s a smart man. He won’t make such rash moves again in the future."

Eric leaned in and kissed her softly on the brow. "That’s true. Sean may not be as capable as your Grandma Carter, but he’s cautious. This time, I’m sure Leah egged him on to publicly claim your relationship, hoping to corner you in front of the reporters."

"Hmph. He thought I was just some toy of yours, unable to fight back. Too bad both he and Leah were dead wrong."

Ella’s cold smile matched her words.

"If anyone tries to bully my woman, they’ll regret it. If there’s a next time, I’ll tear him apart and drain him dry," Eric said, his eyes flashing with a dangerous intensity. Though Sean was a senior in the business world, in Eric’s mind, respect was only due to those who didn’t mess with Ella.

"He won’t give up so easily. The question is, what will his next move be?" Ella wondered aloud.

"You don’t need to worry about that. Just enjoy your life and leave the rest to me."

Ella tilted her head up, gazing at his perfectly chiseled features, which seemed flawless from every angle. This incredible man belonged to her! The memory of Eric’s playful scheming on stage, leading Sean into his trap, filled her with happiness, and she leaned in to give him a soft kiss on the cheek.

"Honey, thank you... for loving me so much."

Eric chuckled softly. "So, does that mean you’ll reward me tonight?"

Ella blushed, letting out a soft hum before nodding shyly.

Eric burst into laughter. "Even if you weren’t ready, I’d never force you."

He gently lifted her chin. Her lips, still moist and full from the watermelon, looked especially inviting with their subtle sheen. Feeling a surge of affection, Eric couldn’t resist leaning in and kissing her.

Given the height of their suite and the design of the balcony—only half-glassed—no one outside could witness the intimate moment they shared. They were alone, high above the city, in their own world.

Ella wrapped her arms around Eric’s neck, responding to his kiss with equal passion.

The warm summer breeze gently swept over them, and the soft strains of music drifted from the room. In that moment, everything felt perfect—so beautiful, so peaceful, so sweet.

Eric, panting slightly as he pulled away from her enticing lips, chuckled softly and said, "You little enchantress... tonight, you’re absolutely stunning!"

Ella, her face flushed with a mix of embarrassment and amusement, huffed lightly. "Oh? So, you don’t like it when I look even prettier?"

"My dear queen, how could I ever not like it? Come on, let’s take a bath together," he said, scooping her up effortlessly and carrying her back into the room. He gently set her down by the bathtub before turning on the water, the soft sound of it filling the room.

When the bathroom door creaked open, Ella stepped out with a blush still on her cheeks, but Eric didn’t follow her. He was still inside—washing her delicate lingerie.

Ella couldn’t help but find it amusing. Eric had a bit of a neat freak streak; he didn’t like anyone else handling her clothes, so he’d taken it upon himself to wash them. That way, there’d be no need to send them to the hotel laundry service.

Such possessiveness—strong and demanding—was both bold and endearing.

A soft smile curved her lips as she opened the wardrobe, only to find a new collection of sexy lingerie hanging inside.

Ella’s fingers lightly brushed against the various lacy, silky, and beaded fabrics. Each piece was seductive, the designs fresh and daring.

Considering how much he spoiled her, perhaps it was time she returned the favor... What did he like seeing her wear lately, anyway?

Ella tilted her head, her bright eyes darting back and forth before settling on a sheer, delicate nightgown with a regal style.

Though the gown had an elegant, royal design, it was as thin and alluring as any summer lingerie—perfectly suited to the season.

After slipping into the nightgown, Ella lazily reclined on the bed, waiting for a certain someone to join her.

It turned into an unforgettable night. Ella, in the quiet moments when she reflected, realized how every memorable night had been spent with Eric. Her youth, her time, were now entwined with a man she truly loved.

A few days passed.

At school, Olivia had approached her once, but Ella’s strong presence had forced her to back down. Olivia found herself at a loss; she couldn’t outwit Ella in an argument, nor could she hold her ground when it came to logic. The girls who had been watching the scene all ridiculed Olivia for her rough and domineering attitude.

The truth was, Olivia had been in the wrong. She had deliberately thrown the ball at Ella, and everyone—Rachel, a few other girls, and even the spectators who had come to admire the boys on the court—had witnessed it.

Although it was Ella’s first day at school, her connection with Eric had already earned her the admiration of most of the girls. At the very least, she wasn’t pretending or putting on airs like many others did.

However, Henry’s frequent appearances around her began to irritate Ella. Lauren even teased her, suggesting that Henry might have a crush on her, but Ella just scoffed at the idea.

No matter what Henry’s intentions were, she would never give him the time of day. He acted as if his mother was the most loving and compassionate person, but behind that pretty facade lurked countless dirty schemes and ulterior motives.

Ella had also started receiving small, mysterious gifts—always without a name attached. She never kept them. If she took any, she tossed them straight into the trash. She had no interest in accepting things from unknown sources, and there was a strong chance they were from Henry.

A man’s intentions, after all, could often be seen in his eyes.