True Fated Marriage (Grace and Heinz)
Chapter 152

"Uh." Grace Smith didn't expect him to be so cunning.

"If you rest and sleep tonight. Tomorrow you should be able more energetic to come over." He said.

He was really good at making her speechless.

Heinz Jones said again, "You choose, either to meet me now, or you will accompany me for a day tomorrow."

"If you meet me now, are you sure you won't touch me?" She implored.

"You agree?" He was a little excited.

"You have to promise me that you will just come to see me tonight," she said.

She thought that if they were together for a whole day tomorrow, she would be dead exhausted, and it would be better if they met each other now.

"Anyway, they won't be doing "that"." She thought.

"Okay, I'll go see you," Heinz said.

"You can't come upstairs. Let's meet in front of our apartment gate," She suggested.

"Okay," he said.

To Grace's surprise, 20 minutes later, she received a phone call. In her pyjamas, she put on an extra sweater to replace Heinz downstairs. She zipped up her sweater tightly, just in case.

When she arrived at the apartment gate, she saw a luxurious 7-seater car parked there.

She didn't really think of it, so she took out her mobile phone and asked, "Where are you? Why don't I see you?"

"I sae you." The man's voice was hoarse and mesmerising.

The next second, the sound of a car door opening was heard.

Grace took a closer look and saw Heinz getting out of the car. He was wearing a dark-coloured silk formal shirt, standing by the car. He was under the street light, looking like a celebrity under the stage lights, which was so dazzling to the eye.

He looked at Grace, with a phone in his hand and said, "Come here."

Grace's heart trembled. She put down her phone and walked towards Heinz.

She felt more and more nervous with each step she took.

Did the situation they were in now resemble a romantic scene from a TV show?

They had not seen each other for just a few hours, but it felt like three years apart. She was getting closer to him.

On the contrary, she was very embarrassed. She put the phone in her sweater pocket, looked at him and said, "You don't sleep this late at night, is it really good to torture yourself this late?" Heinz's eyes met her's and never let go of her gaze.

"Life is a torture. I definitely feel like tormenting you."

He had come with a reason that was not this simple.

"I'm really tired and want to rest, but it's really not appropriate for me to leave in a hurry during afternoon." Grace smiled and said, "Now that you've had a look at me, can I go back now?" "Grace." Heinz said, "You are very disappointing."

"Then why did you still come to see me?"

He squinted and scrutinised her for a while, then said, "Get in the car."

Grace took a look at the 7-seater car, which was neither ordinary nor luxurious. He had used another car to come and see her again. It was so late in the night, and she was very worried. But Heinz's eyes were sticking to her as if full of desire to consume her, which made her feel timid.

She pursed her lips and whispered, "Well, what's the matter?"

Seeing that she did not cooperate, Heinz immediately frowned, grabbed her by the arm, and dragged her into the car.

"What are you doing?" She shouted.

"Get in the car first." He said in a deep voice, opened the door in the passenger's seat and shovelled her in.

Before Grace had time to say anything, the door had been closed, and he also went around to the driver's seat to open the door and come in.

She looked at him. Before she could say anything, a dark shadow appeared in front of her, pressing against her to stop her from speaking.

All of a sudden, her heart started racing.

This was a meeting that really could take away someone's breath.

Especially in the night, it could take a person's life.

By the time she regained her freedom, she was already out of breath.

She gasped for breath. "You, why do you have to be so fierce?"

The man smiled slightly, seeing her eyes were elated brightly, his voice became deeper and deeper. "Believe it or not, I can be fiercer later."

"What the hell are you doing here?" Grace asked.

He didn't say anything, fastened the seat belt for her, and fastened the seat belt himself. Then he drove away immediately.

"Hey, my sister will be worried about me. I can't be away for too long." Grace shou worriedly, "I have to go back."

"One hour." He ignored her, started his car engine and drove away.

Grace was very worried. Why did she have a feeling like a sheep which entered the lion's den?

The car was accelerating on the late night road. Once he stopped in front of the red light, it was quiet in the car. Grace's delicate hand was grasping the side handle beside her head, to stop herself from being thrown out of her seat.

"Where the hell are you taking me?" She couldn't help but ask.

"You'll know when we get there," he said.

After several turns, the car arrived at a small factory. The security guard was at the gate, he let the car pass as soon as he saw it was Heinz's car.

It was pitch dark inside, and there was no one there at all.

"What kind of place is this?" She couldn't help but be alert. "Look, it's so scary. There's no one here."

"It's an abandoned old factory owned by Jones Estate," he said.

"What are you doing? Are you trying to do something illegal like what they do on TV?" She asked, not knowing whether to laugh or cry.

However, he smiled and drove in. The yard was very big and the lights in the factory were turned off, so it was very quiet and dark.

There was only one man guarding the entrance gate.

He should know Heinz.

Heinz did not speak. Grace glanced over to his direction and found that he was looking at himself.

Grace was stunned and asked, "What's wrong?"

He still didn't say a word. Suddenly, he unbuckled his seat belt, got out of the car and walked over to her side. He opened the door then he grabbed Grace's hand, and said, "Get in the backseat." Grace's heart skipped a beat.

She had a bad feeling.

Did he really want to have sex with her, here?

Before she could ask, he dragged her into the car seat behind.

It was very spacious behind. He sat down and let Grace sit on his lap.

Grace was astonished and didn't even dare to look up at him. Fortunately, it was dark at night, so she couldn't see him. There was also a curtain behind her.

Her heart was beating really fast now.

They were close to each other. She faced him and whispered, "You."

She can only mutter a single word, and she could not say the rest anymore.

She was afraid that the tone of her voice would change if she continued to speak.

"Grace." He also said in a low voice, which was quite different from usual.

"It's so creepy to come to such place at night," Grace said in a panic, "It's so scary. We're not shooting a horror movie here, must you scare me like this?" "Grace." He was a little unhappy that she deliberately changed the topic.

"Yes!" She responded, "See, if we talk so late at night, my goosebumps are all out."

She smiled as she said.

However, in the darkness, when their eyes were connected, she couldn't let out her smile anymore.

Because, a man's hand, could sometimes be mischievous.

"Mr. Jones." She shouted in a hurry, "You promised me that you wouldn't touch me, and you only wanted to see me."

"I want you," he said in a deep voice. "I didn't promise to not want you."

"You" Grace's eyes widened in surprise. "You're being unreasonable."

Heinz smiled slightly, looked at her, and said evilly, "Look, you're wearing a skirt. You're being obedient to me. It's so convenient."