Contract Marriage: My Sweet Bossy Wife novel Chapter 34

A loud noise sounded as Lorenzo put down his glass by thumping it onto the table. Then he leaned back onto the couch again.

Hearing that, that man was a bit stunned. But he was discerning enough to notice what Lorenzo meant as he had been sophisticated in occasions like that for decades.

Though Lorenzo didn’t clearly express what he was thinking, the man could tell he had claimed his exclusive right to this girl.

“Wow, pretty girl always got the greatest attention. Alright, do yourself a favor. A privileged life is expecting you if you can please Mr. Fletcher well.” The man hurried to shift the topic and smiled at Lorenzo

“Sit down.” Lorenzo took another whiff of the cigar while speaking casually.

The man couldn’t help shivering. He hurried to step aside and lay low. Meanwhile, those strippers inside the room also retreated to the corner and stayed silent. The air seemed to be frozen.

“Mr. Fletcher, may I propose a toast to you?” though stubborn, Jessica was aware of the fact that she was just a poor drinker. If she kept on drinking like that, she would end up resting in the hospital.

Still, Lorenzo responded with silence. He quenched the cigar with his finger.

“For what?” Lorenzo sneered casually.

His response went beyond her expectation. Her hand holding the glass suddenly gave a shiver.

“Hey, girl, that’s not the way to ask for something. You have to show how sincere you are. You will only get Mr. Fletcher annoyed if you wanna fudge it.” Some of them uttered with a smile.

Of course, everyone inside the room was clear about a fact—none of them could afford to offend Lorenzo.

Ever since he stepped into the room, he had been wearing a weird expression. He seemed sulky. Those pretty stripper had all approached to please him. Though he remained unspoken all the time, his repellent silence still scared them away.

However, something changed when this girl entered the room. Though Lorenzo still remained aloof as always, those sophisticated businessmen still clearly captured his subtle change—his sulkiness seemed to grow even stronger.

Now they could tell that there must be a special story between Lorenzo and this girl with a half-face mask.

They looked at each other and soon noticed what to do.

“Mr. Fletcher, please tell me what should I do to prove how sincere I am?” Jessica had never been a poser. Nor did she intend to flirt with him in front of his guests. So she asked straightforwardly.

Then she couldn’t help exclaiming when Lorenzo suddenly pulled her into his arms.

He fixed his eyes on the glass and laid his slim fingers on it. Then he said with his fingers slowly going down, “Feed me the whisky. But not from the glass…”

His voice sounded a bit chilling and his eyes seemed hard to tell what he was thinking.

Not from the glass?

Her face was burning with blush when she realized what he meant. Lorenzo held her into his arm and laid the other onto the top of the couch. His chest muscle was tightly wrapped beneath the shirt and his legs felt strong and tough.

Lorenzo kept sniffing the fragrance of hormone from Jessica, driven by which he clenched his hug even more. He felt like his throat started to burn and his body was getting stiff.

“Hey, don’t be shy. You are literally sitting on his laps! Don’t ever think about empty the whisky! That’s really stupid. Even a man like us would be knocked out if we finish a bottle at a time. You should learn to make the wise choice.” Lucian teased again when noticing the chemistry between Jessica and Lorenzo. He couldn’t help wondering how far Lorenzo would go and how he would react by then.