Sweet Sexy Lover novel Chapter 7

Though Enrique’s shirt almost fell off his body, he still sat straight, and didn’t shun Christy’s touch.

He didn’t look like the one who was being offended from his restrained look.

"Wow, boss is so restrained! That lady has been kissing on his body for quite a while and he could still stay calm as a cucumber. How incomparable his composure is! Bonne, if you were him, you would definitely lose your mind!" Outside the car teased Clifton.

"Lose my mind? I don’t think so!" Bonne refuted coldly.

"When will you move your butt into the car?" Enrique sitting in the car said with a both calm but dangerous tone.

"Sorry, boss, I am coming to drive." Then Clifton hopped in and stepped on the gas.

The car left so soon that Bonne hadn’t got into it yet when he was just about to open the door. Words failed Bonne. But he had to run to catch it.

When Enrique entered a presidential suite with Christy, he tried so hard to get rid of Christy like a sticky octopus, and threw her on the soft bed.

But as soon as he was about to leave, he heard the grieved crying of Christy, "Don’t leave me! Save me! I feel so bad!"

A trace of mixed feelings flashed across Enrique’s face. He turned around and saw the eyes of her with tears.

Her lips were bleeding because she bit herself hard. She looked so aggrieved and pathetic that Enrique felt a bit pitiful for her. He suddenly had an urge to tear that culprit who drugged her apart.