Seriously, the boss didnât exploit Ms. Nightshadeâs tendency to black out after a drink and take advantage of her, did he?
âWhoa!â
Leonard stood at the dining table, catching a glimpse of the girl in the manâs arms, and nearly spit out his drink.
Calling Orion a beast before was actually an understatement!
Out there in broad daylight, forcing himself on Xan was bad enough, but now with Xan completely knocked out, he was still not holding back!
He looked at the poor state of her mouth, her neck, and that suit jacket thrown over her to cover up; he assumed her skirt must have been all torn up.
Such a pity, his one-of-a-kind vintage dress worth millions had been ruined!
âMs. Nightshadeâs drunk. Iâll take her up.â
âAlright!â Cedric nodded, âRoom 203, on the second floor. Iâve already sprinkled sulfur around. Boss, do you need dinner brought up?â
âNo, Iâll stay with her.â
Stay with her? What else did he intend to do?!
Leonard watched him carry the girl upstairs and couldnât help but lean in and whisper, âAhem, just, you know, take it easy, man. Sheâs out of it; donât do anything rash.â
Orion gave him a cold glance, and Leonard mimed zipping his lips.
âForget it.â He thought, âHeâs not gonna listen.â
A twenty-year-old man was indeed a frightful creature, full of vigor and impossible desires, never satisfied. Poor Xan might have to suffer with that slim figure.
Room 203 on the second floor of the mansion Orion pushed open the room door and gently placed the girl on the large bed, pulling over a thin blanket. As he saw her sprawled out in a seductive red dress, her pale limbs exposed and unguarded, her expression innocent yet utterly tempting, like a fascinating enchantress beyond comparison, he was momentarily transfixed.
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ï¤Chapter 782 A surge of intense desire unexpectedly sprang forth, heading straight for his loins, making him involuntarily bend down closer until his nose almost touched hers, his eyes fixated on her stunning face; he looked like a hungry predator eyeing its prey.
She was his, utterly and completely his.
Beads of sweat formed on his forehead, and his Adam's apple bobbed dryly from the intense swallowing, every inch of his tense body burning with pain. He wanted her so badly.
âLiar, a liar!â
âNo, please no!â
The girl, deep in sleep, suddenly seemed to be having a nightmare, shaking her head in terror, her hands flailing as if frightened, her voice trembling with a cry that snapped him back to reality.
He stood up quickly, recalling Leonardâs words.
He knew he shouldnât, couldnât, but every time he found an opportunity, he lost control like a madman, especially after tasting such tender sweetness.
He knew how intoxicating and irresistible she was, and he dared not think about what might happen if he went too far, if sheâd lose her life.
Just looking at her now, he was overwhelmed, unable to contain himself.
In the dark, vast bedroom, heavy, intense breathing began to fill the air, the scent of hormones thick in the atmosphere.