Chapter 347: Seduction
Ignoring Adam, Melody grabbed a glass of water and slowly limped towards the couch, sitting directly across from him.
She had already tried one approach with him previously and it had not worked. So, it was time for the second. As she caught him glancing at her from the corner of his eye, Melody silently cursed herself for her earlier miscalculation.
She had chosen to act weak and vulnerable, hoping it would play to Adam’s instincts-after all, Melanie was strong and independent, so the opposite should have triggered his protective nature. But now, it was clear. Adam wasn’t drawn to Melanie in the first place and they were only together due to a contract. That meant he was likely interested in a different kind of woman altogether which left her only a few options...
Melody shifted in her seat, letting her spine lengthen and her posture settle into something more languid and deliberate, exposing the length of her thigh. Since, she didn’t need to play the meek girl anymore and being aggressive like Melanie not work, it was time to use the third approach. Men like him were used to women throaing themselves at him. Wasn’t that why he also looked down on Melanie? Because she had also probably tried to seduce him?
A smile graced her face as she placed the cold water on her lap, letting the little condensation drops, slide down her thigh as she smiled with a thought, "Fine.Let’s see if you’re more responsive to ice than to fire."
She took a slow sip of water, and moved to check her phone, before placing the glass back...But she didn’t stop, instead she let her fingers trail along the rim, idly, as though she were lost in thought. But she wasn’t.
"I expected more from you, Adam Collins," she said softly, just enough bite in her tone to make the words sound like a challenge rather than a complaint.
Adam didn’t move or even respond to her. But she was unconcerned, as she continued," Most men, when they’re forced into a marriage they don’t want-at least try to pretend. You don’t even do that. It’s impressive, really." She tilted her head, studying him openly now. "Almost as if you’re afraid pretending might turn into wanting."
Still, no response.
Melody gave a faint, almost amused breath through her nose. She wasn’t expecting much of a reaction.What she wanted was a flicker. The shift. Any sign that her words would find purchase beneath that cool exterior.