Desires Die Hard Chapter 310

Chapter 310

Anya returned JK Couture with the design draft. Somehow, she wasn’t feeling well. She had a hunch that Olive gave her the draft out of a bad intention.

Now that she knew Olive’s boyfriend was that sick Shane, she felt uneasy.

But it was Molly who handed her the draft. They never had old grudges so Molly should mean no harm.

Anya sat back in her chair and calmed herself down. She comforted herself, “I don’t need to care about if Shane is Olive’s boyfriend. All I have to do is to design the dress for her.”

She wouldn’t contact Shane. Being relieved, Anya started to concentrate on designing the dress.

After Anya left, Olive urged the manicurist to hurry.

Shane was waiting on the sofa outside.

He had got a bad temper so she couldn’t keep him waiting.

But what was unknown to her was that Shane had Anya all over his mind now. He couldn’t help thinking of Anya’s pink lips, big innocent eyes, and her fair and smooth skin.

Her waist seemed to be so slim that could be held by his one hand, not to mention her long legs and soft boobs. That

woman was a masterpiece.

As Shane kept picturing, he felt a surge of desire, his eyes narrowed, and his hands tensed. He gave a glance at the woman having her nails manicured.

He had no patience for her now. He kicked away the short stool beside the sofa and said angrily to Olive, “Are you done? I am out of patience.”

didn’t want to waste one more minute here.

The killing stare from Shane scared the manicurist who dare not continue the work and packed up to leave.

Olive was also scared. She knew that Shane was never an easy–going man, so she smiled. “Okay! I am finished.”

As she was speaking, the manicurist and her agent took their leave sensibly.

Now there were just Olive and Shane here. Shane loosened his tie and pointed at Olive. “Come over. Undress yourself!”

But Olive didn’t want to ruin her beautiful nails, so she walked to Shane and said peevishly, “Mr. Brown, what’s the hurry? I just did my nall. Be gentle to me.”

“Gentle?” Shane was amused and thought, “You are merely a tool for me to soothe my desire. Why should I be gentle to

you?”

Shane had no time to do this foreplay with her. He slapped her. “Bitch! Just do what I say. I don’t have time for this!”

Shane wasn’t kidding. He hit Olive so hard that she almost cried out. But she didn’t dare to dawdle. She took off her dress and stood in front of him nakedly.

Shane measured the female body up and down. A trace of evilness appeared in his eyes. Then he caught a small wine

bottle on the table.

He took it and said to Olive, “Stuff this down there!”

This request sent a shiver to her spine immediately. She didn’t want to do this, so she cried, biting her lips. “Mr. Brown, I can’t. Please don’t do this”

*Stop crying! Do it now!” What was most annoying to Shane was nothing more than a wailing woman. He commanded her without mercy. “If you don’t, I will do it for you!”

After that, Olive fell to the ground, crying and shaking.

She knew that Shane had a reputation of being sadistic.