“I just added a little bit,” Amy said innocently while fanning herself. It was indeed quite spicy!
Let him say I’m unresponsive! Let him say I’m good at finding happiness! Let him be arrogant! Let him taunt me at Vivi! Ha, it would be best if he goes crazy and never comes back. We owe each other nothing!
She couldn’t help but burst into laughter, falling onto the sofa, continuing to eat the fried rice. She didn’t want to share such a delicious meal with him.
He stayed downstairs for a long time without coming up. Amy couldn’t help but open the door to check, fearing he was sharpening a knife downstairs to come and cut her. Lucas was so fierce; he could actually do it!
The hall downstairs was quiet, with no sign of Lucas. She hesitated for a moment, quickly closed the door, and went to the bathroom to check his clothes pockets. A wallet, an ID card, there should be something, right?
However, the shirt and casual pants pockets were clean, not a single cent.
She came out feeling a bit frustrated, picked up an empty bowl, and went downstairs to wash it.
There was some conversation in the small dining room. She walked over to see him holding a glass of water, a phone in his hand, only wearing a towel. His body was indeed very good. Amy suddenly blushed and turned to leave.
Suddenly, Lucas turned his head, stared at her, thru the phone on the table, and indifferently said, “In the future, when I make a call, you’re not allowed to listen.”
Humph, who wants to listen! This is her house!
Amy lowered her long eyelashes, wisely choosing not to provoke him now, and slipped into the kitchen to wash the dishes. However, when he spoke English with a Scottish accent just now, she understood some of it. It seemed like he was talking about some building in the Rainy District being publicly auctioned…
As she heard his footsteps behind her, every nerve in her body tensed up. She slightly turned her face to steal a glance. His figure stopped behind her, and the next moment, her fingers fell into his palm. Then, a band-aid was applied to the tender tip of her finger.
Amy was completely frozen.
He was still concerned about this small scratch on her finger?
But she had just maliciously teased him!
His movements were gentle, light, and his large palm cradled Amy’s soft hand. The scorching breath rolled over her ear, making her tremble involuntarily.
“My woman should be perfect,” his voice, as smooth as the evening breeze, poured directly into Amy’s heart.
She suddenly snapped out of her daze and raised her eyes to look at him.
Bright pupils, a hunter-like gaze fixed on a little white rabbit, waking her up from her fantasies.
His kiss landed softly, gently holding onto her slightly warm earlobe. From the mirrored door of the refrigerator, Amy saw her face blushing red, as well as her stiff hands…
“Amy, how do you know Naylor? Can you explain?” At this moment, his tongue lightly circled her ear.
“I don’t know him.”
Amy’s voice trembled a bit. Her young body couldn’t withstand Lucas’s playful advances. She wanted to break free, but her hands were powerless against his strong body.
“You know him. Think carefully. Lying is not allowed.”
Lucas chuckled, hands supporting her waist as he lifted her up and placed her on the kitchen counter.
She hadn’t put on her intimate clothes yet, and the white silk shirt underneath her work uniform was the one he bought for her in the United States.
Speaking more straightforwardly, Amy had reached the point where she had no clothes of her own. Due to overdue rent and a call to the United States that cost her quite a bit, the enraged landlord threw all her belongings to the junk collector.
His hands had already slipped under her clothes, gently grasping her chest, and the kiss became passionate. Lips and tongues entwined, accompanied by indistinct sounds.
Her legs felt a bit weak, leaning against his chest. She softly murmured, “Don’t do this…”
“Like this?” He chuckled slowly, and his other hand gently patted her legs. Suddenly, he exerted some force, spreading her legs apart. “Amy, this little appearance of yours is quite enticing.”
Amy’s face turned as red as it could be. His leg came in between, and his body showed a clear reaction. As he pressed against her soft body, her breath became increasingly rapid. She closed her eyes tightly, afraid to meet his intimidating gaze.
His firmness forcefully entered through the loosened trousers, causing her to scream in pain.
“Don’t hide. You need to learn to adapt to me.” He pressed against her hips, making a forceful thrust. With a swift motion, he tore off her work uniform, unbuttoned her shirt, revealing a pair of snow-white rabbits.