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.

wasn't until the bodyguard reminded him that he realized that Andrew

remembered to always take a shower before meeting Andrew so that he wouldn't be

tonight, so I 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

in her hand with a satisfied smile. "It doesn't matter.

she would not feel sad when Francis was going to leave her as long as she got her pay.

to sleep with such a handsome rich man like Francis, so the woman might surely

...

drove towards the Golden Palace where Andrew lived.

open, as if Andrew had expected that he would go there no

his lips in annoyance.

if I didn't plan to come here? Thieves would

be impossible for any thief

inside, Andrew would not let them take away any stuff in his villa easily, especially since he had

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

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

and grabbed another towel, drying off

he went up

and his hands balling up into fists; it was obvious that

my bed right now," Andrew exclaimed in a cold voice. Those who knew him well enough could see that he was angry

lying on the bed, was starting to feel a bit sleepy. Andrew's bed was so

voice, Francis jumped out of the

freak, so they didn't dare touch any of his personal belongings, let alone lie on

Francis knew this, he deliberately lay there just to displease Andrew, still indignant at the fact that Andrew stood him