Devil CEO's Contract Lover novel Chapter 22

I see Monica happy, heart is also quite relieved, no matter how tough women, the most need is still the warmth of family.

"Wife, I say, you do not need to rush, Damon and Austin are adults, how can not understand your suffering."

Wesley Rubinstein said with a smile, he thought probably Sofia played a lot of role in the middle, right? The kid seemed pretty spry.

"So, it's going to be a busy day tomorrow, with all the presidents of the major groups and business associates coming, right?"

Monica said, finally looking forward to it a little more than when she came back, I'm already happy that Damon is willing to spend my birthday for me!

"That's natural, Rubinstein is not a small family." Wesley said.

I went upstairs and called Damon and Austin down.

Damon was lying at the head of the bed, half leaning against the pillows, lazily looking at the magazine in his hand, the occasional break felt good.

I braced myself to open the door, not really wanting to see Damon the pervert!

"Your parents are back, and you're coming downstairs to talk to them for a while. I know you're celebrating my birthday and it looks like a lot of fun."

"Got it. Me, you're being a little overly attentive too, it's my mom and dad, I know how to treat them."

Damon's success in his career is all a lie, right? Tell me, why is he so childish in his emotions?

"Forget it, forget I said it, you and Austin are really blood brothers? He has a much better temper than you."

And whether Damon was mad or not, I walked out the door and stuck my tongue out at it.

We all had a meal together, perhaps because it was Monica's birthday the next day, and the atmosphere was quite normal.

The family at least ate a peaceful meal together, but looking at Damon's serious face, I wanted to smack him.

I didn't get much rest during the day and wanted to go to my room early to rest, but I couldn't sleep.

The Rubinstein family was reunited, but where was I? I barely got any love from my parents.

It's funny to think that my baby is going to follow the same path as mine.

The bed was slightly caved in by the weight and I looked up and realized Damon was already lying on it.

The first thing I remember is that no one had been drinking tonight, and Damon was in a bad mood.

The smell of alcohol filled the end of my nose and I nudged Damon who was leaning over me, "Hey, get over there, you smell like alcohol!"

I only started to regret when I saw Damon who had barged into my sight, Damon's eyes were red and he looked a little drunk.

"You say that again!" Damon asked, squeezing me.

"I ...... I didn't say anything ......" It was the same thing every time, the anger was all but extinguished by his aura.

"I ...... you've got a lot of nerve ......" the corners of his mouth opened with a smile, "Do you talk bad about me behind my back every time? "

How did he know that? I scowled and shook my head in a panic, "Be careful you don't press on me!"

"Yeah? Did I press on you?" His eyelashes were so close to mine, clearly visible, and his long lashes moved, causing my breath to frown.

He was so close to me that the hot air flowed between my ears, and the tingling rippled out.

I knew that if he went any further he would kiss my lips, but I didn't move, I wasn't expecting this kiss, was I?

Damon's appearance really makes many people can not resist, he is sometimes evil and sometimes serious.

When I gathered the courage to resist, Damon approached me with the scent of wine and made no further moves, just kisses.

My cheeks turned red, not the first time Damon kissed me, but this time my cheeks were still red.

His eyes seemed to flow with sadness, and after the gentle kiss, he let go of me and looked at me quietly.

"Do you think we are all outcasts from heaven? Only hell belongs to us, right?"

Damon was obviously drunk, if he wasn't drunk, he wouldn't have said such inexplicable words.

After saying that, he showed me a smile, he was already very handsome, smiling easily to attract people's attention.

I didn't realize it, but my breath choked a little, I pushed him, but he didn't move.

He stroked his forehead and suddenly collapsed into a lying position with me by the neck.

He murmured, "If I had to choose, I wouldn't choose a mansion, it's too cruel."

What do you mean? Damon was so strange tonight! What a mess of words to say. I moved my body, but I couldn't shake him off.

Damn, my cheeks must be bursting with red, even though Damon is still so close to me.

Damon had one arm around my body, and I couldn't sleep with my face burning.