Manhattan Seduction: I'm a Traditional Girl with an Amazing Figure Chapter 1

I'm a traditional girl with an amazing figure.

When I had a fever, my boyfriend who came to take care of me said he wanted to come in and "feel it."

After I refused him, he sulked for three days.

My best friend said sexual intimacy between adults is normal, and that I was being too much of a puritan.

So today, when I saw him park his Tesla out the window,

I gathered up my courage and put on a three-piece Victoria's Secret lingerie set.

The door opened, and I threw myself at him with my eyes closed.

"Honey, you're back~"

My boyfriend reacted quickly, his burning heat making its presence known.

I was just about to thrust my hips forward.

When a low, hoarse voice—belonging to my best friend's fiancé—came from above my head.

"It's me. You've got the wrong person."

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Hearing the voice, I was absolutely stunned.

I scrambled out of his embrace in a panic, so embarrassed I didn't know where to cover up.

Large swathes of exposed skin burned with humiliation.

I hurriedly grabbed a trench coat off the sofa and draped it over myself.

"Mr. Sterling, why are you here?"

Alexander looked away. His side profile was handsome, his aura cold and noble.

Under the dim light of the sconce, the tips of his ears seemed flushed red.

"It's Valentine's Day. I came to drop something off for Chloe."

He was indeed holding a beautifully wrapped box.

A Patek Philippe watch.

So expensive!

I couldn't help but sigh inwardly.

But unfortunately, Chloe never wore watches.

Chloe and I met in college. She was the queen of her sorority, and my best friend.

Even after graduation, we rented apartments right across from each other in Brooklyn.

Alexander Sterling was the fiancé she talked about every single day.

And the aloof CEO of the Manhattan gaming company I worked for.

Thinking of this, I panicked even more.

But when I looked down, I saw the obvious bulge between his long legs, wrapped in his bespoke Savile Row suit.

The sensation of being pressed against his lower abdomen suddenly came rushing back.

My cheeks were burning.

Alexander noticed my gaze and turned his back to me, his posture a bit stiff.

"I was just dropping by to tell you, when I walked past your desk after work, it looked like your MacBook was unplugged."

"...It's nothing, I'll be leaving now."

As soon as the door closed, I let out a massive sigh of relief.

Then his words finally registered in my brain.

The sky was falling! If my laptop was off, what about the renders?!

I quickly pulled out my iPhone to check the remote app.

Only to find the rendering was proceeding normally.

Did Alexander see it wrong?

Whatever, it was a false alarm. At least I could relax now.

I couldn't help but cover my blushing face with my collar, wishing I could slap myself.

How was I supposed to face him and Chloe after this?