Alex held back a smile, picked up my chin with his fingers, lowered his head and pecked on my lips, "I do not know ah ......"

He murmured Wan, "about see you then think, this is Mrs. Jones."

This world has a kind of man, like a poison wrapped in honey, sweet after, will only make people suffer, but there are still people who can not stop the heartbeat at this time. Of course, this heartbeat has nothing to do with love, just seduction.

My fingers squeezed my robe tightly, my face squeezed out a smile, "I will not marry you, but I can sleep with you until you get tired of not having any interest in me."

"Oh?" He teased his lips with interest, seemingly displeased and seemingly unconcerned, "Would you rather be a mistress than my wife?"

"Mr. Jones since you don't love me, does it make a difference if you are a lover or a wife?"

Alex sniffed, the curve of his lips hooked deeper, his palms suddenly fell to my legs, probing into the hem of his robe and slowly feeling inside

The first thing you need to do is to get a good idea of what you're doing.

My whole body froze, and my cheeks, which had been steamed red in the shower, gradually faded.

This man's fingers along my thighs and deeper and deeper, slow movements like a deliberate torture of my nerves.

I finally couldn't resist clutching his wrist, holding both hands tightly to keep him from moving any further, and whimpered out

"No ......"

Alex laughed low, warm breath over my ear, his voice sexy and low, "Hmm?"

My whole body panicked as I looked at the handsome man close at hand, only to feel myself wrapped in a strong androgynous scent.

"Mr. Jones."

"What's wrong? I thought you said there was no difference?"

He stopped what he was doing and looked up, and in a panic my eyes met his gaze once again, and a random excuse came out of my mouth.

"You ...... haven't paid ...... yet."

"Marry me, I want you."

"I can give it to you, but I won't marry you." I stalled with him, and I calmly smiled at him, my hand tugging at my collar with intent. "Mr. Jones, there are rich men in Helen City, and if you don't make this deal with me, I can find another man."

"Marrying me is condescending?" Alex smiled, arrogantly, "Aren't I the best-looking and richest diamond single man in the city?"

"Condescending." I spit out my words clearly and kept my smile, "I know you have your heart set on marrying you like this, I am indeed too aggravated."

The corners of his lips were always suffused with a smile, but his eyes became a little deeper.

Everyone in the city's gentry knew that Alex had a woman he loved, named Danice.

But Alex's grandmother thought it was an immodest woman and threw Danice out of the Jones house.

Alex let go of me and used the lighter to light the cigarette held between his fingers.

"I've got my eye on you now."

After he finished his sentence, I took a deep drag, then stood up resolutely from the couch.

I pulled the entire bathrobe off my body with force, and then the towel slipped down to my feet.

I stood in front of him in the light, completely naked.

Alex, a man who had been calm, finally showed a shocked look. His eyes wavered hard in their sockets and his voice went cold.

"What are you doing?"

"Don't you fancy me?"

Alex narrowed his eyes and looked at me with cold eyesight: "I like a woman with principles, not a bitch who can casually undress in front of a man."

A great sense of humiliation immediately rushed into my heart, it was the first time I was completely naked in front of a man, or in such a situation, being called a bitch.

I bit my lower lip, pretending to be calm, and responded to him with a slight smile, "You don't want to, do you?"

"Put your clothes back on."

I leaned down to pick up the robe on the floor and put it on, my fingers trembling slightly. After watching me retie my belt, Alex raised his hand and took a drag of his cigarette, exhaling slowly as he surveyed me with a bit of scrutiny.

"Is this the only body you have left to please men?"

I combed my fingers through my long hair, trying to keep myself calm.

"Naturally not, Mr. Jones, I graduated from one of the top schools in the directing department, and although I haven't done any independent productions in the past two years, I've been involved in quite a few, and I've also worked as a director's assistant ...... How about you lend me money and I'll work for you for the rest of my life?"

Alex laughed again, sexy voice followed by curling smoke, "I lack a wife, not money."

"Then unfortunately," I maintained a light smile on my face, "the item I'm selling and the item Mr. Jones wants to buy are not one and cannot be traded."

Alex unhurriedly put out his cigarette in the ashtray and stated lightly, "Miss Smith. I have always felt that girls are for pampering, especially if I like them. However, I do not like to be rejected. I won't force you, but it's hard not to get what my kind of people want. Next time you come begging to me, I won't be so nice."

The threat in his words was clear to me.

I clenched my fingers into a fist and replied, "Thank you, Mr. Jones for taking care of me, I'm going back."

"As I said, girls get cold and get sick easily, and I don't want my future wife to fall victim to any after-effects."

He stood up, his tall and upright figure brought an invisible oppression.

"Tonight, stay here!"