Just as Johanna was about to pick up the belt from the hanger, a masculine hand beat her to it. Subsequently, he leaned in to thread it around her riding breeches.

Upon making contact with his burning chest, Johanna's body tensed up as she was struck by the sudden urge to flee.

“Don't move.” As if he was punishing her for moving unnecessarily, he tightened her belt drastically. Taking a deep breath, Johanna felt as if her waist was about to be broken in two.

She couldn't help but snap, “Are you mad?”

Zephyr wasn't angry at all. He responded with a chuckle before his gaze fell upon Johanna's figure.

The body-hugging outfit clearly accentuated all her curves.

Upon strapping on the belt, her slender waist contrasted well against her busty bosom and porcelain-white skin.

The sudden change in Zephyr's eyes sent a chill down her spine. Anticipating her attempt to leave, Zephyr blocked her way and lowered his head to kiss her. At the same time, he smoothly wrapped her legs around his waist.

Cringing inside, Johanna turned her face away.


With his body pressed tightly against hers, Zephyr's kiss fell upon the corner of her lips before he sniggered softly. “Jojo, do you want to try doing it here?”

Recognizing the implicit threat this voice harbored, Johanna gritted her teeth as she turned to face him.

When they came out of the cubicle, Johanna was panting heavily, her hair strewn all over her shoulders. After helping her straighten her hair with his hand, he walked out of the changing room with his arm wrapped around her shoulders.

By the time both of them arrived at the expansive racetrack, the staff was already waiting with the reins of two horses in his hands.

The horses at the racecourse—every single one thoroughbreds—were all handpicked and bought by Zephyr. Some of them had won many races and brought him plenty of glories.

As Zephyr pulled a maroon-maned horse over, he held Johanna's hand to stroke its fur.

He asked, “Have you rode before?”

“I have.” Turning to face him, Johanna continued in a gentle yet scathing tone, “However, that horse was just too wild and caused its rider many injuries. It was undeniably a beast.”

Laughing heartily, Zephyr put his hand behind her neck and pulled her close.

“It seems that you have grown not to fear me. In fact, you even dare mock me now.”

“Have I?” Locking gazes with Zephyr, Johanna replied in feigned innocence, “You're just being self-conscious by thinking that you're the beast.”

As Zephyr showered his breath on her lips, his eyes glistened with amusement. “If I'm a beast, what are you then? Hmm?”

Reading between the lines triggered a grim expression on Johanna's face.

She then slapped his hand away.

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