Conrad’s gaze had already shifted away from the computer.
However, Lillian pulled down the straps of her nightgown.
Damn.
Conrad’s breathing became heavy, unable to tear his eyes away.
She was getting better and better at seducing him!
“Mr. Conrad? Mr. Conrad?” the employee from the other company in the video call was trying to regain Conrad’s attention.
However, Conrad couldn’t focus on anything else right now. All he could think about was rushing over and pinning Lillian beneath him.
Lillian pulled out a set of sexy lingerie, the loose sleeves of the shirt wrapped with a pom-pom at the collar. She ran her tongue over it, and a red string appeared on her tongue. With a flick of her tongue, a delicate little bell appeared, jingling softly.
At this point, Conrad didn’t care about the video conference anymore.
“I’m feeling a bit unwell. Let’s reschedule for tomorrow,” Conrad said, before ending the video call abruptly.
On the other end of the call, the person looked at the big boss in front of him, “Mr. Steward?”
Steward raised his eyelids and glanced at him, “Alright, you can go, this has nothing to do with you.”
Conrad’s impatient behavior clearly indicated that he was eager to get to bed. Steward, being an experienced man, understood perfectly well.
Lillian was still wondering why the video suddenly went black. Just as she was about to continue teasing Conrad, the door was suddenly kicked open, and Conrad swiftly pounced on her. Lillian screamed, clutching her clothes, and jumped off the bed.
But her actions were no match for Conrad.
“You dare to tear it again!” Seeing him about to tear her clothes off, Lillian became anxious.
“Aren’t you dressing like this for me to tear off?” Conrad mused while undressing, “You can keep it on, half on, half off, it has its charm.”
Lillian pulled out the small string of bells from her mouth, “What’s the rush, acting so impatient every day, haven’t you had enough after three years?”
“Hmm? What do you mean?” He seemed confused about his own response.
Lillian glanced at the door that was not closed, but she didn’t care. No one dared to go upstairs without Conrad’s orders. Back when they were spending every day in bed, making love, she had noticed that everyone around Conrad was incredibly perceptive. Interruptions or unexpected appearances simply never happened. She was just needlessly nervous, and he teased her for it for a long time.
“How about we play something else today?” she asked him playfully.
Conrad raised an eyebrow, “What do you have in mind?”
She shook the string of bells and bit her lip, “Conrad, don’t be Mr. Conrad today, be my dear husband, okay?”
What could Conrad refuse now? He smirked and said, “Then what are you waiting for? Come to your husband’s side and let me fuck you.”
Lillian’s hand moved along the big bed, pouting as she slowly leaned forward. In the years she had been with him, she had transformed from a green fruit into a ripe, juicy peach.
She effortlessly lay on the bed, like a sly fox.
“But I still have marketing brochures to shoot, business is bad, and I’m not in the mood.”
Conrad certainly wouldn’t let her do business, especially now that he was afraid she might run away, so Lillian had to be tactful with him.
Conrad squinted his eyes, knowing that this cunning girl definitely wasn’t being so kind for no reason, suddenly offering him ‘benefits’. Sure enough, She was clearly waiting to bring up her conditions.
Leaning leisurely against the wall, Conrad said, “If I don’t let you shoot, will you not… let me sleep with you?”
Lillian’s expression suddenly changed, “Whether I cooperate or not, it feels different, right?”
That was true. If she just lay there like a wooden doll, what would be the point?
When Lillian took the initiative in bed, it was intoxicating, making him want to give her everything, wishing he could stay on top of her forever.
It often made him think that growing old together wouldn’t be so bad.
He thought that, even when he was older, he’d want to take Lillian with him-what if he missed her?
The thought startled Conrad, but as he looked at her, he found it wasn’t such a bad idea. After all, who knew how long he would live? Why bother thinking too much?
The things he loved and the woman he wanted to sleep with-he wanted them right by his side. That’s what made all the hard work and money he earned worthwhile.
After pondering for a moment, Conrad concluded that Lillian’s little antics wouldn’t amount to much, so why not indulge her?
“Is that all?” he asked.
Lillian immediately stepped up, “A professional team, business has been neglected recently, it’s been a while since we launched anything new, I haven’t done any user experience testing…”
“Lillian, do you think I’m a wishing-well turtle?” His member had been erect for a long time now, did she still want a professional team to come in and shoot?
Did she want to see him explode?
Lillian immediately took out a pink suitcase and poured out a stack of trial condoms, “Brand new sizes and flavors, dear husband, don’t you want to try them?”
“…” Damn, she really had him firmly in her grip.
He missed his obedient and docile Lillian from before.
Conrad picked up his phone, stared at Lillian, took off his clothes, and ordered, “Prepare a professional photography team, come to Hillside Villa immediately, to mainly shoot…”
He pushed Lillian and with a long finger, hooked the edge of her clothing, “Shoot lingerie.”
After finishing his sentence, he flung his phone, “Is that okay now?”
Lillian immediately bounced up, hooked his neck, and pulled down, holding the bells close to his lips, “You come and try them yourself.”
Conrad squinted, and slapped her rear, “You want me to be your guinea pig? Where did you use all those tricks you used in bed before?”
She was so coquettish and charming now, so attractive.
He had taken care of her so well, why should he let her go?
Which capitalist likes a losing deal?
Lillian was speechless, those samples were meant for her to try things out, after all, the main focus of their store was to cater to women, prioritizing their feelings. How could she know how well they worked if she didn’t try them?
Conrad definitely wasn’t pleased, she didn’t dare to bring it up either, she could only find things to use on her own.
He smirked, “So, you pick one for me.”
The items were scattered on the bed, the ones Kama gave her hadn’t been chosen either.
“This one?”
Conrad held it in his palm for a moment, his face darkened, “Do you look down on me?”
“Then this one.”
“Do you not know my size? Are you planning to stay upstairs tomorrow?”
The more he spoke, the darker his face became.
Every time she was with him, she didn’t look his member, who knew what size he usually used?
She directly picked out a large one.
Conrad clicked his tongue, and reluctantly agreed.