What do you mean I have good stamina?!
Was her mind filled with inappropriate thoughts that quickly?
Or were all men naturally inclined this way?
She coughed twice, and a glass of water appeared by her side.
Turning her head, she saw John handing her the glass of water with one hand while supporting his head with the other, a mischievous twinkle in his eyes.
His gaze was on the verge of overflowing with indulgence.
Diana's heart raced under his scrutiny.
She took the glass of water and took a few hesitant sips. "Why haven't you gone to the office yet?"
"No rush. I'll take you home first," John said casually and then suddenly leaned in.
His warm breath carried a hint of aggression.
Diana felt a bit uncomfortable and shifted away from him, putting a little more distance between them.
John glanced at her and then reached for the cup of coffee that was sitting beside her. A hint of curiosity sparkled
Anthony nodded thoughtfully. Ben emerged from the kitchen with a freshly prepared dish, and upon seeing the two at the table, he instantly flared up. "Damn it! If you guys aren't going to help, at least don't sneak a bite!" "What do you mean 'sneak a bite'? I'm openly enjoying this," Anthony grinned mischievously, "Do you really think some mysterious big shot is going to show up? Which big shot eats like this?" "Yeah, in the end, it'll just be me and Anthony eating," Leo added. Ben glared at them, "It's my baby sister's order, even if she's fooling me, I'll gladly go along with it. So keep your paws off!" Leo and Anthony exchanged a glance and then shook their heads. This guy was beyond help, a hopeless sister-lover. Leo checked the time. "It's already twelve; the person probably won't show up, right?" Anthony plopped down on his seat, "I'll start eating then." "Spit it out!" Ben rushed over and
A shiver ran down his spine, and he stood there frozen in place. Could this really be happening? Diana, oblivious to his internal turmoil, introduced them. "Ben, this is my teammate Leo. You should know him." Ben held her hand and whispered in her ear, "Don't be fooled by his good looks; he's actually quite immature. Don't let his on-screen image deceive you." Diana rolled her eyes internally, thinking, Ben, you're no less immature, are you? "I got it," she nodded with a faint smile. Hearing her voice, Leo felt like his chest was about to constrict. Familiar! This voice... So incredibly familiar! Ben had Diana seated at the table and was completely oblivious to Leo's somewhat unusual expression. "Diana, this is the Russian braised beef I made for you, along with some salmon sashimi, and Kung Pao chicken..." Ben, with a doting expression, served her food. As he was serving
Ben muttered, suddenly feeling uneasy, "What did you just call me?" "Big bro." Ben raised an eyebrow, "Did you take the wrong medication again?" Leo exclaimed, "Damn, Leo, are you saying you've fallen for my angel too?" Anthony got up from the ground, showing his sharp little fangs, ready to fight. Leo gave him a scornful look. "Get lost. I met her long before you did!" "Enough of this. I have to be honest with you now," Leo said with a serious expression. "Ben, your sister is the motorcycle girl I've been searching for." Anthony was shocked. "You're talking nonsense! How could my angel be your motorcycle girl?" "You idiot, it was you who coveted my motorcycle girl. Don't you understand the concept of 'first come, first served'?" Anthony sneered, "Hah, I fell in love with my angel at first sight. What about you?" Leo retorted, "Back off, she's my motorcycle girl for life. Can you compete with that?"
He quickly covered Diana's eyes. "Diana, don't look!" Diana remained silent. "Ben, it's okay." "No, you're still a kid!" Diana was utterly speechless. If Ben knew what she had done with John, would he faint right here? Anthony, clutching his side, lay on the ground. "Seriously! It's just a damn shirt. Is it that big of a deal?" Leo threw his jacket over to him, looking disdainful. "Is this the only thing you're good at?" "I can also be incredibly handsome!" Anthony defended himself with confidence. Diana pulled Ben's hand down. "Ben, I don't get to see you often. How about you sing a song for me?" "Me?" Ben blinked, then his eyes lit up. "Sure!" In the past, Diana had never shown interest in hearing him sing, not even during his days as a trainee. Although he knew Diana had changed a lot, this was still the first time she had asked to hear him sing. Ben too
"So soon?" Ben seemed a bit reluctant. He efficiently packed the delectable treats into containers. "Sweetie, you have to come visit me more often." "I will, after all, your cooking is my favorite, Ben." Ben beamed with delight as he filled the containers to the brim, almost wanting to send her off with the whole kitchen. Little did he know, Diana had one more request. "Ben, could you reduce the amount of crab? John has an allergy to crab meat." Ben paused, surprised. "John?"
It was as if an invisible hand had smoothed away the rough edges in John's heart. His fingers moved downward, lightly tracing her waist through her coat. Diana's waist felt supple. Today, she happened to be wearing a white lamb's wool jacket. She looked just like a soft, cuddly little lamb. So enticingly tender. It made it hard for anyone to resist the urge... to tease. John's long, beautiful eyes narrowed slightly as he checked his wristwatch. Then he uttered two words. "Meeting adjourned." Adjourned... the meeting was adjourned? After a brief moment of stunned silence, the group nearly burst into tears of joy. They were finally released. Those two hours of the meeting felt like they had spent two years in prison. What an ordeal! John left the crowd behind, holding Diana's small hand as he led her into his office. Once inside, he wrapped his arm around the
John released her lips. He saw the glimmer of moisture in her eyes, a hint of vulnerability on her face. She clutched his suit tightly with both hands. "You bit me too hard." Her lips were swollen from the kiss, and there was a tiny cut that had turned slightly crimson. "I'm sorry," John apologized. John extended his finger and gently wiped away the bloodstain from her lips. What had once been cherry blossom-colored lips had turned into a vibrant shade of rose. They looked even more enticing now. He tilted his head slightly and extended his tongue, delicately licking her wound. It carried a hint of metallic sweetness, further igniting the desire he had been struggling to contain. His tender kisses landed on her forehead, eyes, and nose, then circled back to her lips, tracing them with gentle kisses. His journey continued downward, kissing her slender, fair neck. The marks from their previous encounter had mostly
"Ms. Patel, Mr. Nelson is resting, and we mustn't disturb him," Patrick replied, wearing a smile but displaying no courtesy in his tone. Seeing this, Charlotte couldn't push the matter further. She maintained her composure and extended her hand, offering the items she had brought. "It's quite chilly lately. I've brought some supplements for Mr. Nelson. Please make sure to give them to him." "I'll take them on Mr. Nelson's behalf. Ms. Patel, if you have no other business, please leave," Natalie said, reaching out to accept Charlotte's offerings, her tone far from polite. "Well then, I'll visit another day," Charlotte replied with a courteous smile, though a flicker of anger crossed her eyes. This servant had no sense of propriety! When she became the mistress of the Nelson household, the first thing she'd do was dismiss her! Outside the door, Christopher was on the phone, his voice low as he struggled to control his anger. "Serena, I'll