A Love Trap

"What, at this hour? What do you plan to do with me? You know, if you're asking me to sleep with you, I have to say that, although I'm flattered, I'm only interested in women..."

But before he had finished speaking, Andrew had already hung up.

Francis frowned.

"Why do I have to go there? He stood me up this afternoon! I don't have to follow everything he says to me. Who does he think I am? I won't go there even if he begs me to!"

But, even as Francis said this out loud, he was already getting inside the bathroom to take a shower, getting to leave for the Golden Palace. After a few minutes, he came out with a towel tied around his waist, his thick hair and sculpted body dripping wet.

Upon seeing Francis come out, the pretty woman who was still waiting for him on the bed, walked up to him and leaned towards him. "Mr. Nan..."

However, Francis dodged her.

"Mr. Nan." That woman looked at Francis morosely, with tears forming in her eyes.

It took Francis some time to get rid of the woman's strong perfume, so there was no way he was going to let her touch him again when he just got out of the shower.

What happened the previous time was still fresh in his memory.

There was a time Andrew asked Francis to come over at his place, right after he had just had sex with another woman. Unthinkingly, he went over there without taking a shower. The smell of strong perfume and all other sorts of odors lingered on his body.

Before he could even get close to Andrew, he was driven out by Andrew's bodyguards.

Besides, Andrew had already told Francis off that he should take a bath before he got there.

At that time, Francis didn't understand why Andrew would treat him like that. He sniffed the perfume smell on his body, and thought that it was actually pleasant and arousing.

reminded him that he realized that

then, Francis remembered to always take a shower before meeting Andrew so that he wouldn't be driven out

have to go now. I'm sorry for leaving you alone out of the blue." With that, Francis took a cheque out of his pocket and put it in the woman's hand. He still even leered at her before he left.

hand with a satisfied smile. "It doesn't matter. Now that you have something

money. Of course she would not feel sad when Francis was going to leave her as long

so the

...

immediately drove towards the Golden Palace where Andrew lived.

found that the villa's doors were wide open, as if Andrew

his lips in

come here? Thieves would surely rob

would be impossible for any thief to get inside the Golden

thieves could get inside, Andrew would not let them take away any stuff in his villa easily, especially since

the villa. When he saw that Andrew wasn't around at the living room or kitchen, he made his way into

plopped down on the mattress, Andrew came out of the bathroom. His hair was still wet, little droplets rolling down his

reached down and grabbed another towel,

strides, he went up

into fists; it was obvious that he was starting to lose his

in a cold voice. Those

a bit sleepy. Andrew's bed was so comfortable that the drowsiness seemed

cold voice, Francis jumped

that Andrew was a neat freak, so they didn't dare touch any of his personal belongings, let alone lie on Andrew's bed as Francis had just done

Andrew, still indignant at the fact that Andrew stood him