Cosset You Forever

At Crescent Spring Villa.

Eight pm.

Lola rang the villa's doorbell. The man, in a gray night-robe, opened the door holding a glass of high-grade red wine.

The woman concealed her clean and beautiful face under the garish smoky makeup and red lipstick.

She dressed herself in a black sports suit and black sneakers.

She was definitely intentional!

Sulkiness flickered in Harry's eyes. A woman should thank god for being invited by Harry.

"Go away!" The man spit out two words. He really had no appetite for her.

The woman secretly smiled, feeling complacent for getting what she wanted! She would admire his courage if he got fresh with her even though she was dressed up like this!

The woman turned and walked back. "Stop!" The cold voice of the man came again.

She looked back with a smile. "What's up, Boss Si? Didn't you ask me to go away?"

"I changed my mind." Was it hard to understand? Were there any barriers to communication between the two people?

Lola pulled a face in an instant and her ghostly expression was clearly seen by Harry.

Did she hate him? Thinking of this possibility, Harry put his red wine glass on the front porch.

He pulled her into the villa. Hate him? He did not allow it!

The interior of the villa was decorated in the same style as No. 8 Pearl Spring. Harry was absolutely a neat freak for the house was clean and spotless. And white was the dominant color.

If you looked around this villa, which covered a few thousand square feet, you would notice that the wallpaper, the sofas, the chandeliers and the carpets were all white. Only the cabinets, the wine racks, the tables and the like would be painted in light gray or black.

slammed the villa door shut. Hearing the loud sound, Lola almost leaped into the air with fear.

gloomy face, Lola

angry anyway? She was

got rid of the man's hand, took off her shoes, and walked barefoot towards the living

wool carpets, so there was

have every villa of him decorated so luxuriously!

directly, Harry followed her with a pleased expression on his face.

her and lazily leaned back upon the sofa, peering at the woman's

however, did not move about, but gave a

did not speak for a long time, she broke the silence first.

Si, you can talk about work now!" She looked at the man

and said, "Look at your face, wash it, will you? I'm not in the mood to

armrest with his fingers, waiting for the woman to wash the "stain" on

not want to waste her two hours of

faintly. "Boss Si, anything

to reject him! Good

stood up from the sofa and slowly approached her. Lola jumped at once. "All

was the boss! He had the final say!

on the sofa where she had just sat and looked coldly at the woman who was like a ghost. "Second floor. The

the second

could not open the room on the left. So she twisted the doorknob of the room on the right and pushed

huge bedroom was neat and spotless just

room exuded the unique smell of the man. She figured that he might have just taken a shower because she smelled a

no makeup remover. How could

took a look at Harry's bathe goods and grabbed a bottle of facial cleanser with an English brand name—she could only make do

minutes and used the facial cleanser twice, she did not manage to

thick, plus the eye shadow, while the men's facial cleanser had no such a function as removing makeup. Therefore,

much better

Harry pulled the woman to

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