The moment those words left her mouth, Oliver's eyes narrowed in a cold manner. His face darkened, making him look dangerous and intimidating, even to the chief.
She noticed his sudden change in attitude and couldn't help but become curious. After all, just a moment ago, he was looking at her body like every male does. And now he seemed like another person altogether, who was cold, ruthless, and fearsome.
It was something she had seen numerous times during her time as a police chief, yet she didn't expect to find such an expression in an 18-year-old teenager like Oliver.
He was like someone who had his share of blood on his hands before, someone with experience, and someone who didn't hesitate to take drastic measures when necessary.
This shocked the chief because she knew that Oliver was supposed to be a rich kid from a powerful family without any involvement in any criminal activities. So why was he like a veteran fighter who had killed more people than he could count?
She wasn't sure what kind of change occurred to him these last three months. But whatever it was, it had changed him drastically, causing her to be wary of him.
Oliver stared straight into her eyes for a couple of moments without blinking before speaking up in a deep voice that seemed to echo throughout the entire room. "That's correct. I intend to do just that."
Lauren licked her lips subconsciously, finding his aura quite alluring and sexy. "I'm afraid that you won't be able to do that, Mr. Oliver."
"Really?" Oliver smirked and cocked an eyebrow at her. "Do tell me why I won't be able to take revenge on those who dared to attack me, Chief Lauren. Because from where I stand, if I don't do anything about it, then I won't be able to get my peace of mind."
"Hehehe... it's not because I'm telling you that you can't, Mr. Oliver." The chief chuckled and uncrossed her arms.
Then she leaned forward, placing her elbows on her knees as she sat across from him and gave Oliver a seductive smile. "What I meant to say is that they're already ashes scattered around some mountain. Their fate was decided that day when they decided to go against an Ashford."
Oliver's eyes flashed with a bright light of surprise upon hearing that, although he maintained his neutral expression to avoid showing his emotions. "Oh? How did it happen?"
Lauren chuckled again. "Well... your grandfather was the one who dealt with them personally. And I had to deal with the aftermath as always. It caused me quite a headache, but your grandfather didn't give a fuck about my trouble."
She stood up and walked over to Oliver before straddling him, her thick, shapely legs spread on both sides of his body, allowing him to see up close the sight of her supple thighs wrapped in the tight fabric of her skirt.
"What are you doing, chief?" Oliver asked, surprised by her action.
"Didn't I tell you already? If you want me to work for you, then you need to give me something as well." Lauren replied, her red lips spreading into a sensual smile. She reached out her hands and cupped his cheeks.
"But you didn't do anything for me yet, did you?" Oliver asked, placing his hands on her round butt and giving it a squeeze. 'Mmmm! She's so damn sexy.'
The chief breathed out a hot breath against his face, which smelled like a sweet, seductive fragrance that stimulated Oliver's senses. "Haah... I know it was your grandfather who ordered me, but you were the one who started it. So I believe that I at least deserve your thanks for the effort."
Oliver grinned and squeezed her butt even harder before pulling her closer to him so that their chests pressed against each other. Her round, ample breasts were squashed against his solid chest, feeling incredibly soft.
"Hmm, I guess you're right." Oliver conceded before burying his face in her neck. "But are you sure you want to do this here? What if someone walks in? I'm sure you don't want your subordinates to see you in such a compromising position, right? It may even affect your authority and reputation."
"Haah... don't worry, even if we do it right in front of my officers, no one would bat an eye," Lauren whispered huskily. "Not only would they pretend that they didn't see anything, but they would also give me some space to enjoy myself. Because when I take a liking to something, it's impossible to stop me."
Oliver couldn't help but wonder how this woman could be so confident about her authority and power. Did she really think that no one would dare to cross her? Because in his opinion, there would always be someone bold enough to try challenging authority.
However, Oliver didn't spend much time thinking about it because the woman on top of him started rubbing her crotch against his dick. It felt like he was a dehydrated man who found water after days of travelling in a desert.
He wanted more, and he had to get more of that feeling.
So when he saw Lauren's arms wrapping around his head, pulling him close towards her face, Oliver couldn't stop himself anymore and moved his lips towards hers.
And soon enough, he captured them in a hungry kiss, her hot breaths mixing with his own as their lips meshed together. Their tongues came out to play with each other while their bodies ground in harmony.
Oliver moved his right hand along her thigh, caressing her supple skin before sneaking up under her skirt to grope at her meaty ass cheeks.
Lauren moaned into his mouth when Oliver squeezed her right buttock tightly, enjoying the feeling of his fingers sinking into her soft flesh. Then Oliver inserted his finger between her ass cheeks, teasing her tight asshole before sliding it along her crack.
"Mmmm... oh yeah... touch me all over..." Lauren breathed between kisses, her nipples getting erect while her body began to heat up.