The warmth of floor lamp drove away the coldness of the house, remain some warm.
The light shone on his handsome face, and his tender eyes were gazing at her with lingering warmth.
When Steven spoke the last words, he leaned forward and put his hands around her waist. When the seductive words fell in her ears, Viola suddenly felt stunned, her whole body was numb and her cold face turned flushed.
Viola's restless hands were gripped tightly by him.
It seemed that she was struggling to keep a clear head in the steamy atmosphere, swinging between pleasure and restraint. She unconsciously clenched her fist and nails fell into her palm. Only by the slight stabbing pain could she keep awake for a moment, and only in this way could she not be dragged into Steven's fierce offensive and become addicted to it.
Steven's dominance was silent. He didn't say anything threatening or make any dangerous moves, but when he sat there, or grabbed her waist, or kissed her on the lips, it was only when she realized she was being hunted.
After a long time.
She forced herself to calm down so that she would not kill him. As she fixed her hair, she said, “Will you tell me now? If you talk nonsense again, I will cut off our relationship!”
Steven wiped the corners of his lips casually and said in a hoarse voice, “I don't know.”
“You're out.” Viola was immediately furious, pointing at him and swearing.
Steven chuckled and held her hands, “Don't worry, sugar mama. I don't know, but I can check it out. My second brother has only a small amount of assets, and his son used a large sum of money, it will be difficult to handle it. I will give you the result tomorrow.”
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