201 Chapter 201: It Must Be His Father’s Idea

He was so tall that he was almost as big as a mountain in front of her. Though Savannah was a model, she was delicate and small, different from a catwalk model. To accept his kiss, she had to raise herself on tiptoe and raised her head back in an uncomfortable way.

He felt the little cat quaking in his arms, so he simply slid his hands down on her buttocks, lifted her up to let her sit still on his big hands. Then he pressed her against the soft golden wall, making her take his kiss in a more comfortable way.

Savannah wrapped her arms around his neck unconsciously, and she was lost in his kiss. Her voice of defiance faded, replaced by the shaming moan which she couldn't control.

Her reaction reddened her face, and she couldn't believe she was almost addicted to this kiss. She shut her eyes and dared not look at him. As if in this way, her real desire would not be seen by him.

"Open your eyes and look at me, my cat." Dylan murmured in her mouth, and of course, he felt her reaction and knew what it meant.

The little cat wanted him, too. She grew increasingly sensitive.

A good kiss could make her out of control.

Such a response filled him with a feeling of satisfaction at conquering her with his male power.

He wanted her to look at him, to see who made her wanting!

But Savannah refused to open her eyes, and she tried to put her head to one side to avoid his lips.

Dylan raised his head slowly, and his eyes darkened. Then he leaned down again, put his lips on her white neck, and then sucked her earlobe, "You naughty girl! Well, it seems that your punishment's not enough."

He straightened himself, lifted Savannah up with his strong arms, and held her tightly, making his way to the big bed.

Just then, there was a knock at the door, and Cooper's voice floated in. "Miss Schultz, old Sterling called you down to eat fruits."

Dylan's face fell as he paused.

Savannah heaved a sigh of relief and jumped off Dylan's arms, rushing to the door to open it.

Cooper, outside the door, was not surprised to see Savannah's red face and slightly rumpled clothes. He smiled as nothing happened, "oh, Master Sterling is here too. We wondered where you went. Please go downstairs with Miss Schultz. Old Sterling has just had the servants prepared some fresh fruits."

"Why prepare fruits just after a meal?" Dylan complained impatiently as he turned and followed Savannah. He was quite annoyed to be interrupted.

His father would never be too late to spoil his sports.

Cooper was good at playing the fool. He must know that he had come to the little woman's room!

Then she went downstairs.

Dylan froze a moment before he finally followed down.

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In the living room, old Sterling watched them eating fruits with great satisfaction. Then he slowly stood up and made a sign for Cooper to follow him, walking to a distant French window.

"What was Dylan just doing in the room with Savannah?" Old Sterling asked in a low voice.

"Well, you know…" Cooper laughed.

Old Sterling smiled with a sigh of relief. Without seeing Savannah for a few days, Dylan was so eager that he must miss Savannah a lot.

"Don't you want Master Sterling to be closer to Miss Schultz, and they'd better have children as soon as possible? Why..."

"Why did I intentionally interrupt them?" Old Sterling smiled as if he had no doubt of his success. "Absence makes the heart grow fonder. I'm intending to tantalize him. He would treasure Savannah more when he can't get her easily. Playing hard to get will help to promote their relationship. You see, only a few days and now Dylan's so impatient that he couldn't wait… Just like a business, the best goods sometimes may lose their attraction if it can be easily gotten. Customers always have more interest in those hard to come by. It's called 'hunger marketing'!"

Old Sterling, like a relationship expert, talked about his strategy in a confidential way.

Cooper listened and nodded, "I see. If I eat full, no more delicious food in front of me could make me interested. But if I'm starved for a few days, any food would make me happy!"

However, was it really appropriate for old Sterling to apply the law of the market to his son's feelings?

"Later, ask Dylan to stay for the night, in the same room with Savannah." Old Sterling added.

"Ah? Sir, you just said that it's necessary to separate them occasionally to create distance beauty. Don't you plan to make Master Sterling attach more importance to the relationship with Miss Schultz?" Cooper wondered.

Old Sterling couldn't resist rolling his eyes at the old butler. "Well, I know you have a slow brain. There should be a carrot after a stick. I've kept the two apart for a couple of days, and I'm going to sweeten Dylan today. Otherwise, it would accomplish the opposite."

Cooper smiled wryly. Old Sterling's reasoning seemed quite good. But Master Sterling had been living outside ever since he returned to LA, and he never spent a night in this house. Would he stay today?"

"Don't worry. I'm sure he'll agree." Old Sterling was confident.

Cooper nodded and went back to the sofa. When Dylan and Savannah finished the fruit, Cooper looked up at the clock and smiled, "Master Sterling, it's getting late. Why not stay here tonight?"

Savannah looked up surprisingly. What? Would Dylan stay over the night?

She was in his room now. There was no reason for Dylan to stay in the guestroom. So…

Well, as she knew, Dylan had never stayed here before. She believed that he wouldn't agree.

Dylan glanced over at his father, who pretended to be watching the landscape through the French window.

It must be his father's idea.

He looked back and saw an expression of anxiety on the little woman's face. Was she so reluctant to see him stay?

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Dearest Lovies,

Remember, love should be earned in a bit hard way, after all, we women are always looking forward to a beautiful and treasured love story. Cold-hearted men should pay the highest price to gain pure love. 

Love lots,

Anna Shannel Lin