The Moment I Stepped Into His World as the Fake Girlfriend, I Became the Real Prize novel Chapter 75

The moment the words left his mouth, Elena was ready to fire back.

But just as the words reached her tongue, she choked them down to avoid losing even more money.

Ultimately, she gazed up at the young man hovering over her and offered a sweet smile, mentally cursing him to hell and back.

Seeing her reaction, Sterling finally felt a shred of satisfaction.

"Your legs. Uncross them and put them down."

He tapped the legs still locked around his waist, signaling her to sit up properly.

But the moment Elena remembered how he was deducting her money for absolutely no reason, she felt a bitter mix of heartbreak and frustration.

A sudden spark of vindictiveness flared within her. Not only did she refuse to let go, she clamped her legs around him even tighter!

She was perfectly aware that the young man was hot-blooded and easily riled up.

Moreover, she knew he already had someone else in his heart and wouldn't actually do anything to her, which made her incredibly emboldened!

If he wanted to unfairly dock her pay, he wasn't going to get off easy either!

"Elena, you've got some nerve!"

Recognizing her deliberate provocation, Sterling laughed out of pure exasperation.

Did she really think he couldn't handle her?

The very next second, Sterling reached behind his back, grabbed both of her ankles, and coldly peeled her off his waist!

However, he didn't immediately let go. Instead, he lifted the girl's legs, holding them high in the air.

"Go on, try to wrap around me now."

He stared down at her from above, letting out a mocking scoff.

In that moment, the young man was entirely oblivious to the fact that with one knee pressed into the car seat and his other leg bracing him against the half-reclined Elena, it was an incredibly suggestive posture!

Elena, on the other hand, was acutely aware. Staring at his highly compromising stance, she fell silent, unsure if she should point it out to him.

As fate would have it, the Rolls-Royce hit a red light and slammed on the brakes.

Driven by momentum, Sterling pitched forward, his face landing squarely against the softness of the girl's chest.

Even through the fabric, he could feel her distinct, yielding warmth.

Instantly, his breath caught in his throat, and he froze completely.

Earlier, he had rolled his window halfway down. As a car pulled up beside them, the driver casually glanced over and witnessed the entire scandalous display!

Belatedly, he remembered that the girl had been splashed with cold water by Sasha and had been soaking wet ever since.

Sitting in drenched clothes couldn't be comfortable.

"Change into this."

Ultimately, with a darkened expression, the young man dug out a spare white dress shirt from the car and tossed it to her coldly.

"You could have mentioned that earlier..."

Elena blurted out, her tone tinged with complaint.

She quickly clamped a hand over her mouth, terrified the young man would dock another forty thousand.

Thankfully, after tossing her the shirt, he turned his head to stare out the window, completely ignoring her.

Elena let out a quiet sigh of relief and unceremoniously stripped off her top, not in the least bit worried the young man would peek.

Sterling was at least six foot three. When Elena slipped on his white dress shirt, it was excessively baggy and long enough to drape down to her mid-thigh.

Without a second thought, Elena stripped off her soaked skirt as well.

When it was time to get out of the car, she'd just use Lorelei's jacket as a cover-up.