Rebirth of the Wife in Despair

Chapter 156

Chapter 156 Took Your Place

Confronting him directly would not be beneficial, especially since someone might come and see them.

Enduring the strange sensation swirling within her body, she asked, “Why would I interrupt you when you’re busy socializing and discussing business?”

“Can’t you at least send a message?” He furrowed his brows.

Fileen was momentarily speechless, then she said, “What else will you do to me other than this? You know I don’t like it.”

As her words fell, the man nuzzled her ear, like a lustful animal that could be aroused at any time and place.

His suit carried the lingering scent of perfume, likely from another woman, its strong fragrance making her feel somewhat uneasy.

The man’s deep, magnetic voice cut through the silence. “So, what do you like? Do you enjoy it when I kiss you?”

As he spoke, he seized Eileen’s chin, gently turning her head to the side, and engaged her in a passionate kiss. The remnants of alcohol on his breath overwhelmed his taste buds with bitterness.

The young lady’s whimpers as she struggled only served to further ignite his beastly desires.

Eileen felt his hand moving downwards, and her eyes widened in shock, her voice a muffled whisper. “No… Not here! Are you crazy?”

“Clamp it tighter! Ten minutes is enough!”

“No!”

“Be good.” He kissed her again, as if rewarding her.

The distinct sound of a metallic zipper being pulled echoed in the quiet surroundings.

“Eric, you b*stard!” she snapped.

He does this to me the moment we meet. Does he really think of me as a prostitute who sells her body for money?

Half an hour later, Eileen felt as if all her strength had been drained from her body.

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wat supporting her he could collapse my moment

arefully wiped her clean Mier sainsfsing Hp desires he ubered up quite a bit from

suddenly scooped up the eble Fileen into his armres

wrapped her hands around his neck clinging to him as

risk getting discovered Frie glanced at

while he entertained

After a short while, the door

clothes Mr. Snow

it there,” she said.

an hour. The

Eileen. Primas Plaza wasn’t only famous for its luxurious entertainment centers, but also for its workforce. The individuals they catered to were not just anyone-there were high-ranking figures, affluent second-generation heirs, prominent officials, and occasionally encounters with department heads, bureau chiefs, or even billionaires weren’t out of

cardinal rule for the staff was absolute discretion: regardless of what they witnessed or overheard, they were bound to keep it confidential.

such occurrences, they had all become accustomed to

casually rinsed them with warm water. Having changed into fresh clothes, she handed the soiled garments to

to the private room swung open once more. Eileen glanced up momentarily but promptly lowered her head, resuming her

“Is it good?” he asked, taking the fork she

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fork Eleen mumbled and struggled boar

you going

Skyline Building”

someone to

me to give you a

He will

Knock Knock Knock!

private room was

Eric said.

outsiders to see them in such an intimate manner and wanted to get off

one who entered was Gavin.

Eileen’s clothes are washed.”

“Leave it there.”

“Yes, sir.”

clothes down, Gavin exited

go of me! I need to change my

slender waist. “Sit down here and accompany me

her face to

some soup?” He held the spoon up to her lips.

You go ahead

good, okay?” His tone carried an underlying threat, his eyes narrowing slightly. Only then did he finally let go

eyes traced the contours of her slender, well-defined shoulders, adorned with faint kiss marks. Gazing further down her V-neckline, he discovered even more. Satisfied with his creation, he couldn’t help but feel

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tull,

seized the opportunity to slip away from his lap. “You enjoy your meal I don’t

your company

freshly laundered clothes and swiftly retreating

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