I Was Told to Tempt Them All—But Why’s He Always Catching Me?

“Miss, what's wrong? It's time for class.”

I looked up and saw my father’s bodyguard, Cedric Chaw.

He was built like a tank, his demeanor calm and steady, and was Lydia’s loyal little lapdog.

Suddenly, it hit me—he was one of the targets I needed to charm!

Talk about hitting the jackpot!

Without hesitation, I placed his hand on my forehead.

“Cedric, I think I have a fever. I feel terrible.”

Cedric jerked his hand back in alarm.

“Should I carry you to the hospital?”

I nodded, agreeing.

In an instant, Cedric scooped me up onto his back. I wrapped my arms around his neck,

The masculine scent of his body sent my senses into overdrive.

Before I could stop myself, I bit his ear.

Cedric's breathing grew shallow. “M-Miss…”

“Don’t move, let me stay close…”

Cedric, ever the obedient one, didn’t dare defy my request.

He carried me into the elevator of the villa, not even daring to press the button for a floor, his ears and neck flushing red.

As for me, I was being tortured by my own desire, nibbling on his neck repeatedly.

I must’ve looked like a demon sucking the life force from a man.

Just then, the elevator doors suddenly opened.

Standing there was Benjamin, wearing a white shirt and a black messenger bag, frozen in place.

When he saw Cedric carrying me, his eyes dimmed.

I quickly regained my composure, gesturing for Cedric to set me down.

“What are you doing here?”

“Lydia, do you still mean what you said before?”

Was he really offering to tutor me now?

“Did you change your mind that quickly?”

Benjamin nodded.

Later, I learned that one of Benjamin’s restaurant customers had dined and dashed, only to later angrily complain about him after being caught.

As a result, Benjamin was fired and left without a source of income.

I felt sympathy for his situation and transferred the tutoring fees to him immediately to help him out.

Benjamin and I signed an agreement, and once he finished, he placed it on the table, avoiding my gaze uncomfortably.

“I’m only here to teach. Anything beyond that… I won’t do.”

I nodded enthusiastically, reassuring him.

Since you've entered my domain, there's no escaping my grasp. Hahaha.

We agreed on a 7 PM meeting at my house for two hours of exam prep.

Benjamin appeared to have prepared diligently, confidently picking up a pen and beginning his lesson.

While Benjamin was deep in his teaching, I couldn't help but admire his good looks.

His simple white shirt only heightened his reserved, almost forbidding aura.

His Adam’s apple, his collarbones, the defined fingers—everything about him was just too attractive.

My ultimate goal? To consume him entirely.

I brought him two glasses of orange juice, then snatched the pen from his hand.

“Mr. Cole, you've been talking for so long. How about a break and a drink?”

Benjamin hesitated, pushing the glass away.

“I—I’m not thirsty.”

Not thirsty?

Well, in that case, I’ll feed you myself.

I took a sip of the juice, then pulled him in by his collar and kissed him.

Benjamin furrowed his brow, clearly torn for a moment.

What started as resistance, then struggle, soon turned into quiet surrender.

I let the juice pass from my mouth to his, kissing him so deeply that by the end, my tongue felt numb. Only then did Benjamin pull away, turning his head.

“That’s enough. I can’t go any further.”

“Alright, alright. No more.”

As long as I leave a little room, there’s no need to worry. Everything will work out as long as I don't rush him.

Hehe.

During Benjamin’s time tutoring me, I practically clung to him every day, demanding kisses and hugs.

So, I hardly faced any punishment from the system.

Under the guise of tutoring, we’d retreat to my study. Once the door was closed,

I would immediately sit on his lap and kiss him.