NTR: Mommy Will Help You! Chapter 318 318: What If Someone Walks In?

The instant those words were uttered, Oliver's gaze sharpened with a chilling intensity. His countenance darkened, projecting an aura of menace that seemed formidable even to the police chief.

She perceived his abrupt shift in demeanor and found herself compelled by a surge of curiosity. After all, mere moments prior, his eyes had lingered on her physique with the typical male gaze. Now, he appeared transformed into a distinct individual—aloof, merciless, and profoundly intimidating.

This transformation was a sight she had witnessed countless times throughout her tenure as police chief, yet she never anticipated encountering such an expression on the face of an eighteen-year-old like Oliver.

He carried himself like one seasoned by bloodshed, experienced in the harsh realities of life, and unafraid to resort to extreme measures when necessity demanded.

This observation left the chief bewildered, as she understood Oliver to be a privileged scion of a powerful family, seemingly untouched by any criminal entanglements. So why did he project the image of a battle-hardened veteran, one who had taken countless lives?

She remained uncertain about the catalyst for his profound alteration over the past three months. Whatever the cause, it had irrevocably reshaped him, instilling a sense of caution in her.

Oliver held her gaze for a sustained period, unblinking, before his deep voice resonated through the room, stating, "That is precisely my intention. I will see it done."

Lauren unconsciously moistened her lips, finding his commanding presence undeniably captivating. "I fear that might prove impossible, Mr. Oliver," she responded.

"Is that so?" Oliver's lips curved into a smirk, and he raised an eyebrow. "Pray tell, Chief Lauren, why do you believe I am incapable of avenging those who dared to wrong me? From my perspective, inaction would leave my conscience unsettled."

"Hehehe... It is not a matter of my saying you cannot, Mr. Oliver," the chief replied with a chuckle, uncrossing her arms.

She then leaned forward, resting her elbows on her knees as she faced him, her lips twisting into a seductive smile. "What I meant is that they have already been reduced to ashes, scattered across some desolate mountain. Their demise was sealed the moment they chose to cross an Ashford."

Oliver's eyes widened perceptibly with surprise upon hearing this revelation, though he maintained a composed facade to mask his inner turmoil. "Oh? Do elaborate on how this transpired."

Lauren chuckled once more. "Indeed... your grandfather personally saw to their end. And as usual, I was left to manage the ensuing chaos. It proved quite the headache, yet your grandfather displayed utter indifference to the trouble I faced."

She rose and approached Oliver, then straddled him. Her generously proportioned legs, clad in the constricting fabric of her skirt, spread wide on either side of his body, affording him a close-up view of her shapely thighs.

"What exactly do you think you are doing, Chief?" Oliver inquired, taken aback by her sudden action.

"Did I not mention earlier? If you expect my services, a reciprocal gesture is required." Lauren's crimson lips stretched into a languid, sensual smile. She reached out, her hands gently cradling his cheeks.

"Yet, you have provided nothing in return thus far, have you?" Oliver questioned, his hands finding their way to her rounded posterior, giving it a playful squeeze. "Mmmm! She's undeniably alluring."

The chief exhaled a warm breath toward his face, carrying a sweet, intoxicating aroma that stirred Oliver's senses. "Haah... While I acknowledge your grandfather commanded me, you were the instigator. Therefore, I believe I am at least deserving of your gratitude for my efforts."

Oliver grinned, intensifying his grip on her buttocks before drawing her nearer until their chests made contact. Her ample bosom pressed against his firm chest, yielding a sensation of exquisite softness.

"Hmm, I suppose you have a point," Oliver conceded, burying his face in the crook of her neck. "However, are you certain this is the appropriate venue? What if someone were to intrude? Surely, you would not wish for your subordinates to witness you in such a compromising state, correct? It could potentially undermine your authority and reputation."

"Haah... fret not, for even if we were to engage in such activities directly before my officers, no one would dare to notice," Lauren whispered, her voice laced with huskiness. "Not only would they feign ignorance, but they would also grant me the space to indulge my desires. For when I set my sights on something, my resolve becomes utterly unyielding."

Oliver found himself contemplating the source of her unwavering confidence in her authority and dominion. Did she truly believe that no one would dare challenge her? In his estimation, there would always be individuals audacious enough to attempt to subvert established power structures.

Yet, Oliver’s contemplation was brief, for the woman above him began to press her lower body against his arousal. It was akin to a parched soul finding a desert oasis after endless days of thirst.

He craved a deeper connection, an insatiable need for more of that sensation.

Thus, as Lauren’s arms encircled his head, drawing him nearer to her face, Oliver’s restraint dissolved. His lips sought hers.

Swiftly, their mouths met in a fervent embrace, her warm breaths mingling with his as their lips became one. Their tongues danced, exploring the hidden depths, while their bodies moved in a synchronous rhythm.

Oliver’s right hand traced a path up her leg, his touch caressing the smooth skin before venturing beneath her skirt to explore the lush curves of her posterior.

Lauren let out a soft moan against his mouth as Oliver’s fingers delved into her flesh, a firm squeeze eliciting a groan of pleasure. Then, with deliberate intent, Oliver guided a finger between her buttocks, teasing the entrance of her tight aperture before sliding along the crevice.

"Mmmm... oh yeah... touch me everywhere..." Lauren whispered between stolen kisses, her nipples hardening as a wave of heat coursed through her body.