Chapter 232
Chapter 232
Just then, Wendy noticed a familiar figure standing by the door–it was Luna.
Luna had arrived.
With all the noise outside, Luna had already gotten up to search for Stanley. That was how she managed to find this room.
When she saw Wendy and Stanley on the bed, her once innocent eyes instantly darkened with venom. She glared at Wendy with a malice that was sharp and poisonous, like the sting of a scorpion.
Wendy smirked, her lips curling into a cold smile. As Stanley began to pull away, she suddenly reached up, wrapped her arms around his neck, and flipped over, pinning him beneath her.
Now, she was on top.
Luna, standing outside the door, froze in shock. She never imagined that Wendy would dare to take control like this.
What boldness!
As Wendy’s soft, fragrant body once again settled on top of him, Stanley stiffened for a moment. He pursed his Hips, clearly displeased. “What are you trying to do now? Get off.”
Wendy refused to budge. “Mr. Hawk, which do you prefer my intimate dance or Jessica’s?”
It was the same question the group had asked him earlier.
Stanley didn’t respond.
Wendy’s delicate finger traced along his strong chest, her touch deliberately teasing. “Then let me ask you another question. That night, what exactly did you do with Luna?”
Stanley’s strong muscles tensed up as he grabbed her wandering hand.
To be honest, he couldn’t remember. All he could recall was the wet dream he had about Wendy.
But out of pride and ego, he would never tell her about that dream.
Aware that Luna was outside and most probably eavesdropping, Wendy looked at Stanley, her stunning eyes seducing him. “So, where did you do it? Was it on the bed, on the couch, in the car-”
Before she could finish, her small waist, delicate as porcelain, suddenly tightened. Stanley immediately grabbed hold of her waist, his eyes darkening with fury as he gritted his teeth. “Wendy, would it kill you to not seduce me for one day?”
He had brought Luna to the bar, and now Wendy, transformed into a temptress, had stolen his attention away from her.
Jessica had danced close to him before, and he remembered it clearly. Now, Wendy was sitting on him, twisting in ways that drove him wild, and asking him which one he liked more–Jessica or her.
She was always trying to tempt him.
Stanley glared at her. He had spoken out of anger earlier, but he had to admit–her face was, indeed, like a supermodel’s.
When she played the role of a temptress, she was even more captivating.
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She had the skill–she wasn’t afraid of her rivals and would always take the initiative to catch the man she wanted. No man could escape her grasp.
Stanley straightened up, then kissed her red, soft lips with force.
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