Fell Into His Love Trap (Skylar and Tobias)

Chapter 8

Skylar disregarded him and ran out of the car like her life depended on it.

Meanwhile, Tobias' lips arched up slightly when he saw the butt-shaped paint smear that the woman

left on the leather seat.

Upon seeing Tobias getting out of the car, she stopped him and explained, "I'm sharing rent with

someone, and my housemate doesn't like strangers coming over."

Skylar’s relationship with her housemate, Summer Wayland, was just alright.

Summer worked in a multinational company as an ordinary employee, but she acted arrogant

regardless of that fact.

Besides, Skylar knew Summer looked down on her because every time they talked, there would always

be a hint of contempt in her words.

Everything from her clothing to the food she consumed was high-end. They shared the same

bathroom, so Skylar knew she used expensive skincare products as well, and that Summer scorned

her for using budget products.

"What does her opinion have to do with me?" Tobias brushed past her and walked ahead.

Skylar gnawed on her lip in anxiety and sighed inwardly. Tobias always spoke with undebatable

dominance.

As she took out her key to unlock the door, she gave him a warning. "Leave right after you’re done with

your drink.”

She had a feeling that Summer was going to bark like a rabid dog. Every time she brought Jeremy

over, Summer would either slam her door or make clanging noises around the place.

The rental house was messy, but it had a girlish touch to it. Even the floor mat at the door was pink with

cartoons printed on it.

"You don't need to change your shoes. We don't have house slippers your size.”

Skylar snapped at him and couldn't wait for him to leave so that she could be alone. Her crestfallen

face obviously showed that she was in a terrible mood today, even more so than when she first learned

about Jeremy's illness.

Before going in to get changed, she led Tobias to the living room.

At the same time, Summer had heard Skylar talking to a man from her room.

Without even standing up from her spot, she shouted through the door, "Are you crazy, Skylar? Why

did you bring that wild man here again?"

Tobias’ gaze gradually darkened, and he flicked his eyes toward Skylar.

"That's just how she is. You should leave after you've finished your drink. It’s not like I have some high-

end tea to serve you anyway," Skylar whispered, and then headed to the kitchen.

She went straight to the refrigerator and rummaged through it for some time before finding a bottle of

juice that had expired for more than half a month.

Then she grabbed it and gave it to Tobias. After that, she went to her bedroom to change her clothes.

As soon as Skylar disappeared into her room,

Summer angrily stomped out of hers. "Didn't you hear what I just said? I told you not to bring that wild

man home again. If you have a problem with that, you can get lost-"

The remaining words were stuck at the back of her throat as her eyes landed on what, or rather, who

was in front of her. The man had a black suit worn over a white shirt with its cufflinks unbuttoned,

trailing down to a pair of sexy ankles, revealed by the gap between his pants and his shoes.

This sight was enough to fuel a woman's wildest fantasies.

The man in front of her was Tobias Ford.

Summer could not believe her eyes. Her big boss was sitting in the living room of her rental house.

She covered her mouth in surprise for a good few seconds until Tobias' cold eyes landed on her.

"Did you call me a wild man?"

Summer went weak in the knees from fear. All the women at the company dreamed of getting close to

their CEO.

However, she had not expected her dream to come true under such circumstances.

"M-Mr. Ford, what are you doing here? Are you here to see me?"

At that point, Summer's imagination already started to run wild, wondering whether, of all thousands of

employees in the company, Tobias had fallen in love with her at first sight.

Nevertheless, he stared impassively at this narcissistic woman and replied flatly, "You flatter yourself."

But there are only two women in this house.Don't tell me-Skylar and Tobias Ford? No... it couldn't be! It

seemed impossible, no matter how she thought about it.

Which man would fall for that poor and pathetic woman? Other than that sick guy, of course.

Even so, Summer did not dare to probe any further as Tobias was known to be cold and distant.

After a moment of silence, Tobias pointed at the room Summer emerged from and told her. "It's late.

You should go in and rest."

Summer was taken aback. "I'm not tired, Mr. Ford. Would you like some tea? I'll brew a pot for you."

When Summer finished her sentence, his gloomy eyes narrowed dangerously, and the atmosphere

became strangely somber. "I told you to go in. Did I not make myself clear?"

With that, Summer did not dare to dilly-dally further. She could only hide in her room and leave her door

opened a crack.

When Skylar did not come out of her room after such a long time, Tobias became restless.

She was drenched in paint, but with him waiting outside, she couldn’t take a shower just yet. Thus, she

decided to have a change of clothes for now.

She reached behind to unclasp her bra and was pulling it out. Halfway through the action, there was a

squeaking sound as the door opened from the outside.

Tobias’ hand was still on the door as he looked inside the room with astonishment sprawled across his

face.

Although he had seen Skylar naked before, her current posture gave off a different vibe.

She remained in that awkward posture, not knowing if she should pull it out or tuck it back in.

To make matters worse, she was wearing a childish-looking bra that had strawberries printed all over it.

Tobias' brows lifted with amusement as he watched Skylar feign calmness while pulling out her bra and

stuffing it under her pillow.

Then he walked into her bedroom uninvited and closed the door, gently tugging her into his arms

before she could back away.

Skylar struggled in his embrace with both elbows pushing against his chest. But even after exhausting Copyright Nôv/el/Dra/ma.Org.

all of her strength, he remained unmovable.

Without any lights on, her bedroom was dim with an atmosphere that evoked intimacy. Right then, the

phone on the bedside table lighted up, illuminating one corner of her room.

As the phone rang incessantly, Tobias glanced at it and noticed the word "Hubby" was flashing on the

screen.