A CEO With An Impossible Libido Chapter 06

A CEO With An Impossible Libido Chapter 06

My hands and feet went cold as I stood there frozen, Ivy’s soft moan echoing in my ears.

My heart ached as if needles were piercing it.

The comments kept cheering.

[So good. Love this.]

[Why isn’t Vivian walking forward?]

[Is she afraid of seeing the one thing she least wants to see?]

[She abandoned Julian first.]

[Now that Julian has been stolen away by Ivy, Vivian is just reaping what she sowed.]

Julian had always respected me.

Even when he couldn’t hold himself back and wanted to kiss me, he would only brush his lips against mine first.

Then he would ask, “Can I?”

Only after I nodded would he deepen the kiss.

But now, with Ivy, he finally didn’t have to restrain himself.

I wanted to take one more step and see what was really happening.

But a faint sour ache spread through my heart.

If I saw that scene with my own eyes, wouldn’t it only hurt more?

Letting my emotions spiral would only ruin my focus in the lab.

I turned around, stepped into the executive elevator, and left without looking back.

At the lab, I transplanted the flower into a pot.

Then I dripped in the special nutrient serum I had developed.

The ratio of the nutrient serum had to be extremely precise.

If it was too concentrated or too diluted, it would affect the flower’s growth.

Nathan extracted a botanical compound from one of the fallen petals.

I continued researching the Succubus Vine.

Maybe because something was on my mind today, I became distracted.

My hand was pricked by a thorn from the Succubus Vine.

I sucked in a sharp breath.

A hiss slipped through my teeth.

Nathan came over and asked with concern, “What happened?”

A drop of pale-blue blood welled from my fingertip. My breath caught.

“I got pricked by the Succubus Vine.”

“What…”

Nathan checked the blood on my finger and asked, “How do you feel right now?”

The instant I was pricked, I felt a little dizzy.

Now, I only felt parched and overheated, with no other discomfort.

“A little warm.”

I sat down and poured myself a glass of water, but the more I drank, the thirstier I became.

Nathan recorded my reactions with a pen.

The effect grew increasingly obvious.

My face flushed, and embarrassment crawled over me.

Without saying a word, we both thought of the drop of botanical compound we had just extracted from the flower.

We had been planning to develop the antidote anyway.

Maybe we could try it.

However, any experiment came with risk.

This had happened so suddenly, and that drop of botanical compound hadn’t undergone composition analysis yet.

What if it contained something harmful to the human body?

Unless I truly couldn’t endure it anymore, we shouldn’t risk trying it.

Nathan worked overnight on the composition analysis.

I returned to the cabin.

Nathan and I agreed that once he finished testing the compound, he would call me.

Then I would go to the lab for the injection.

When I showered, I was already having trouble standing.

In the mirror, my face was flushed.

It felt terrible…

My vision blurred, and for a moment, it was as if the mirror were showing me the night Julian and I had spent in the bathroom.

The comments appeared.

[Karma just showed up.]

[Who kept rejecting Julian over and over again before?]

[Missing him now?]

[Unfortunately, Ivy already went to see him tonight.]

[Julian owns a lot of properties. They’re at a beachfront villa Vivian has never been to, having all the fun they want.]

[Vivian can suffer through it on her own.]

[Wasn’t she frigid?]

[If she’s so capable, she should suppress the Succubus Vine’s effect.]

I wanted to suppress it.

But as I lay on the bed, my mind filled with images of Julian and me tangled together.

I used to think his stamina was too good, that he never seemed to get tired.

Now I regretted ever complaining. If he were by my side right now, I definitely wouldn’t reject him again.

The comments had said Julian and Ivy were at a beachfront villa I had never visited.

I didn’t really believe it.

After all, Julian and I still hadn’t officially divorced.

No matter how desperate he was, he didn’t have to rush things tonight.

I wanted proof.

I called Julian.

It took more than ten seconds for him to answer.

Julian didn’t speak, but I could hear his breathing.

His breathing was so heated it felt as if it were falling right beside my ear.

There was also the sound of running water from a shower.

I asked, “Where are you?”

Julian’s voice carried a faint rasp.

“The beachfront villa on Ocean Drive. You’ve never been here.”