Shan Xiaoya, dressed in red, carried a black briefcase and lightly pushed open the private room door. The dim lighting made her squint. After a while, she could see the room’s interior. On the sofa sat a burly man. His presence filled the room, creating a sense of oppression.
Shen Zhonglei sat on the sofa, watching the stunning wild cat who entered. She was even more breathtaking in person than on screen. Her defiant eyes and wild form stirred something in him. He urgently wanted to possess her. A woman like her, so cold and wild, had never stayed in his world before. He imagined her beneath him and became inexplicably excited.
When he first saw her on screen, he felt she should be in his arms, not displaying her beauty in public. Her charm was for his eyes only. He had an impulse to drag her down from the stage. The two women beside him no longer interested him. His eyes remained fixed on her on the screen.
The feeling of being moved by a woman had never happened to him before. The women around him were merely bed partners for physical needs. He didn’t mind adding another bed partner, one who could move him.
He would support her education, protect her from troublemakers, and spare her from taking action herself. As long as she agreed to stay by his side, he would fulfill all her demands.
Dan Xiaoya placed her suitcase in the corner of the door and took a deep breath. She strode to the coffee table, elegantly poured two glasses of wine, then handed one to the man on the sofa. With a seductive voice, she said, “Sir, your invitation has earned me 500 million. To thank you, here! I toast to you!” She raised her glass to the man, then drank the entire glass. She soon realized the XO taste was far worse than she had imagined. She frowned and put down the glass, maintaining a safe distance from the man.
Shen Zhonglei accepted the wine glass, staring at the wine that slid from her mouth corner, emitting an unusual glow under the flickering light. It made his heart race. He swallowed hard, suppressing the passion rising within him. His desire-filled eyes fixed on the liquid remaining at her mouth corner, an impulse to lick it…
