The CEO Gets What He Wants

Chapter 532 Take Him On Directly

The next day, in the presidential suite, the bed shook vigorously as the couple reached their climax. Sexual tension hung thick in the air as her body clenched around him.

A guttural moan escaped his throat as he finished, and they both collapsed onto the bed, spent.

Nicole leaned on Roderick's broad chest and wrapped her arms around his neck. “Roddie, aren't you pleased with me today?”

Roderick lay on the bed with an arm wrapped around Nicole's shoulders while exploring her body with his other free hand. “Come on. What is it that you want from me? You

rarely initiate sex.”

“Jeez, I just missed you... There's nothing more to it,” Nicole huffed. She suddenly flipped over and sat boldly on top of him.

Roderick chuckled. “You were resisting me just a few days ago when I touched you. What changed? Have you finally realized how pleasurable it is to do it with me?”

Nicole gave him a sensuous look. “Roddie, how could you say that? Haven't you heard? Life is such that if you can't resist it, enjoy it. Besides, you're really good in bed. No

wonder so many women are head over heels for you...”

Roderick was floating on cloud nine. “Oh? Then who do you think is better? Me or Cayden?”

Nicole's face contorted at the mention of Cayden's name. “Please don't bring him up. He's nothing compared to you, Roddie. He's the reason I lost everything and was publicly

humiliated. I've never felt so humiliated in my life...”

Tears of indignation brimmed in her eyes as she spoke.

She nestled into Roderick's arms and pouted. “Roddie, I'm so sad... I thought my adoptive parents loved me with all their hearts, but it turns out their affection was fake. When

Cayden called off the wedding in front of everyone, he not only humiliated me but also caused the Lamberts to lose face. Instead of supporting me and seeking justice from

the Moores, my parents told me to stay home and leave the entertainment industry. They wouldn't treat me that way if I was their biological daughter. I'm so disappointed. It's

like fate has it out for me. No one in this world loves or cares about me except for you. You treat me better than anyone else...”

Her admiration and dependence on Roderick triggered his hero instinct. “Don't cry, Babe. You still have me. Anyone who wants to bully you will have to go through me first. I

won't let anyone do you wrong if you become mine.”

Nicole narrowed her eyes when she heard that, a scheme forming in her head. “Are you for real?”

“Of course. I never go back on my word, especially to my woman. How can I call myself a man if I can't even protect my woman?” Roderick said hoarsely.

Nicole cringed inwardly but put on a fake smile as she wrapped her arms around his neck. “Roddie, I can't believe I fell for that two-faced b*stard, Cayden. He's the reason I'm

in such a mess right now. I hate him so much for what he's done to me. And don't even get me started on that b*tch, Avery. If it weren't for her, I wouldn't be in this position. I

want her to suffer just as much as I have. Can you help me make that happen?”

Roderick hesitated for a moment, recalling his older brother Vincent's warnings about Cayden's ruthlessness.

Although Roderick hadn't dealt with Cayden much since he had recently been discharged from the military, Vincent had mentioned Cayden's name in relation to his own

business dealings, always sounding cautious and apprehensive even though Vincent was a sly businessman himself. He had warned Roderick that it would be in his best

interest not to provoke Cayden.

However, Roderick couldn't bring himself to ignore Nicole's distress when he saw the look of pleading and admiration on her face. Despite Vincent's warnings, he decided to

confront Cayden and take him on directly.

He came from a special forces background and was widely recognized as a world-class condottiere. A mere businessman did not scare him.

Roderick cast Nicole a sidelong glance. “What will you offer me in return if I help you out?”

Nicole giggled like a schoolgirl, her hand sliding down Roderick's thigh and grabbing hold of his member. “You can have me in any way you want, of course.”

Roderick chuckled and flipped Nicole over underneath him. “Are you craving more? Come on then, time for another round.”

Roderick had sent his men to scout Cayden's mansion for the past few days and observed that Cayden had spared no expense in ensuring that his residence was well-

guarded, particularly after discovering that it had been under surveillance.

There were countless high-definition security cameras placed in every nook and cranny of the property, with three-hundred-and-sixty-degree coverage, capturing every

angle.

The guards in the control room could see everything happening in the mansion all at once.

Cayden had even installed a smart punch-in identification system that uses both facial recognition and vehicle recognition technology on the streets leading to his mansion,

increased the number of security guards, and surrounded his mansion with an electric fence.

To most people, Cayden's security measures seemed impenetrable. However, Roderick paid them no heed. As a former member of an elite special forces unit, he had

undergone rigorous training and had experience breaking into mansions with even tighter security measures. He had even successfully assassinated a senior government

leader in the past.

To him, eliminating a weak and helpless woman like Avery would be child's play.

However, instead of getting his hands dirty, he instructed his elite subordinates to monitor the people coming in and out of the mansion closely.

That day, Roderick noticed several peonies in the garden had wilted for unknown reasons. This was the perfect opportunity for him to strike.

These peonies were considered precious due to their rarity. Moreover, Avery had personally planted and taken great care of them, patiently waiting for the plants to bloom.

Unfortunately, the peonies began to wither for unknown reasons.

After a thorough investigation, the gardener concluded that aphids had infested the plants. These insects had hidden themselves on the buds, stems, and underside of the

leaves. To save the peonies, they needed to spray the plants with insecticides or aphid spray to get rid of the bugs.

If left untreated, the infestation could cause the stems and leaves to wither and die.

In her eagerness to save the peonies, Avery promptly instructed the gardener to purchase insecticides to treat the aphid infestation.

The gardener, having a regular insecticide dealer, obtained some aphid spray and applied it to the plants.

As anticipated, the peonies gradually came back to life.

That afternoon, Avery called Cayden via video in the garden to update him about the peonies. She joked about how anxious she was to see her precious plants wither as she

had planted and taken care of them as if they were her own.

Cayden was about to advise Avery to keep her distance from the peonies that had been treated with insecticides since she was pregnant when she suddenly screamed in

terror.