You More Than Anything In The World
Chapter 586

Suddenly, Arissa saw Benjamin's deep eyes staring straight into hers.

Only then did she return to her senses. Embarrassment rose within her as she felt like she had been caught red-handed in the act, and her face instantly flushed with a burning temperature.

She quickly averted her guilty-looking gazes to the ceiling, then shifted them to look at her surrounding before looking back at the man.

Yet, he still had his deepened eyes glued on her.

I wonder how long he has been awake. He doesn't even look like he just woke up. I can't believe I was swooning over him just now. And I was even caught red-handed by him!

With those thoughts in mind, Arissa was on the brink of going ballistic.

"Do I look good?" There was a tinge of pleasure and satisfaction laced in his deep voice.

Immense joy surged within Benjamin when he saw Arissa's obsessed and lovestruck look.

She shied away initially, then looked back into his amused-filled eyes and quickly shifted her gaze to look elsewhere again.

"Not too bad!" She did not deny either.

Of course, he's good-looking. That's why my Sweethearts all look so great.

Arissa had to admit that the man, indeed, had good genes.

The elation gleaming in Benjamin's eyes had become more pronounced. Reaching his arm out, he wrapped it around her waist and pulled her into his embrace.

"Oh, oh..."

Caught off guard, Arissa knocked her chin against the buttons on his shirt, leaving her with intense pain that nearly brought her to tears.

Benjamin was shocked to replace himself hurting her. He lightly pinched her chin, and with a frown, he asked, "Does it hurt?"

"What do you think?" Arissa's soft voice had a tinge of annoyance in it.

An unfathomable glint flashed across Benjamin's eyes before he lowered his head and blew on her chin.

The proximity to the man left Arissa's body stiffened up, and her heart began to race.

Does he know how close is he leaning to me? He'll be able to kiss me if he lifts his head up!

"Does it still hurt?" He stared at her with a scorching gaze.

Arissa blinked her eyes, and her mind went completely blank.

A hint of delight flickered in his eyes, and without hesitation, he left a peck on her lips.

It was such a light peck, yet it felt like a tonne of weight in her chest, stirring ripples in her heart.

Benjamin gently rubbed her chin. "Why didn't you wake me up?" He regained his elegant demeanor as he eyed her inquisitively.

"You didn't ask me to wake you up either!" Arissa knitted her brows.

"Look at that sharp tongue you have!"

Benjamin admonished her, yet his tone was hinted with a trace of affection that even he did not realize.

Surprisingly, having detected it, Arissa's heart began to throb violently.

"Let me get up. Don't lean so tightly against me."

She stole a glance at the man.

Benjamin hugged her tightly, put his chin over her shoulder, and took a deep breath.

The scent from Arissa's body wafted into his nostrils, causing greed and craving to grow inside him.

"Wait a moment."

The man rubbed himself against her neck. Unable to withstand the tickle, Arissa grew bright red as she shrunk back to avoid the man's action.

Of course, Benjamin did not go overboard with more intimate behavior. All that he needed to satisfy himself was to cuddle her tightly.

"You should eat something now. Don't you have a meeting later?" she reminded softly.

"There's no hurry." Benjamin let out a sigh of ineffable satisfaction. "I'm sure Ethen has already postponed the meeting!"

Arissa was rendered speechless. "But still, you have to eat. If you skip your meals, your gastritis will act up again."

Even though she was nagging, Benjamin did not replace that irritating. In contrast, he enjoyed listening to her soft and soothing voice that was full of concern.

"Ms. York, Mr. Graham..."

When Ethen walked in and saw them embracing each other, he hastily ducked outside.

Oh gosh... Oh no... Will Mr. Graham kill me?

Ethen cussed himself internally for his recklessness and clumsiness. He figured he should have knocked on the door before walking in.

"What is it?" Coincidentally, Kingsley happened to stride over. Upon seeing the look of frustration on Ethen's face, he casually asked as he was about to head into Benjamin's room.

Ethen hurriedly placed his arm over Kingsley's shoulders and guided him away.

"Mr. Watts, let's come back in a while!"

Unsure what the situation was, Kingsley threw Ethen a side glance. "Mr. Graham is mad again?"

"T-That's a possibility!" The latter appeared uncertain.

The revelation stirred Kingsley's curiosity. "He really got mad? What exactly happened? Perhaps I should go take a look!"