She pushed him onto the couch

The man is so good-looking, he has a red towel in his hand, wiping his long hair, and the moment he saw her, his steps halted.

Anastasia finds herself admiring his face, which is a masterpiece, personally sculpted by God himself. He had a pair of deep sets of eyes and a high nose bridge and under it was a pair of pink lips that were pursed as he gazed at her expressionlessly.

Her gaze trailed down from his face to his naked abdomen, where there were some water droplets, glistening on his fair but firm abdominal muscle and her throat bobbed down.

Xander blinked as he looked at the staring stranger and he continued wiping his hair leisurely, albeit still carefully examining the girl.

She was beautiful, and her eyes were lucid and sparkling, filled with a hint of naivety and mischief as she locked eyes with him, and upon seeing her almost naked body which nearly caused him to have a nosebleed, he frowned.

"Who are you?" He asked, his voice was as calm as water without any ripple.

Realizing her current predicament, Anastasia bit her lips and her gaze landed on the brown cloak on the bed and she muttered.

"Please lend me this." And without waiting for his permission, she walked to the bed and picked up the cloak, and put it on, and she felt relieved and looked at the man who was still looking at her expressionlessly and she smiled at him sweetly.

"Hello, sorry for intruding on your privacy, please can you let this little sister stay here for a moment? I promise I won't stay for long."

Xander's expression didn't change as he repeated his question.

"I ask who are you?"

"Sorry, I am Anastasia." Anastasia smiled and looked at him expectantly, "So sir, can you let me stay?"

Xander shook his head and walked to the bed. "No."

"What?" The smile on Anastasia's face fell, pouting her lips, she stretched out a finger to poke him and he leaned back and avoided her touch, so she could only let down her hand.

"Mister..."

"Leave." Xander's voice became deeper, causing Anastasia to feel angry and indignant.

Wasn't she just asking him politely? Why did he have to sound as if she owes him seven million dollars?

She huffs and storms towards the door when she suddenly remembers the reason why she was there and she can only thicken her skin.

Clearing her throat, she turned back and walked to a sofa and sat on it, looking at the slightly dumbfounded man who had thought that he had got rid of the stranger only for her to come back.

"Whether you like it or not, I am going to stay here, do you hear me? If it doesn't sit well with you, just get out of the room, I wouldn't ask you to stay."

Xander was completely speechless.

The girl looks so soft that he would have thought that she has multiple personalities when she behaves thick-skinned.

And she was quite brave, daring to

ask him to leave his room, his OWN room for goddess sake.

With his hands on his waist, he was about to say something when the sound of the wooden door being knocked upon interrupted him.

"Respected guest, please we need your attention."

The moment Anastasia heard the voice, she hurriedly ran to the bathroom.

Xander released an inaudible sigh before walking toward the door and opens it.

The guard at the door bowed slightly before meeting the man's cold gaze.

"Sorry for disturbing..."

"Go straight to the point," Xander ordered.

"Sorry, respected guest, one of the servants prepared for the auction has gone missing and we are currently searching for her, if your honor helps us to find this treacherous servant, our auction house would definitely be honored."

"En, what does she look like?"

"The servant has long brown hair and brown eyes, overall, she is a beauty who is pleasing to the eyes."

Remembering the woman in his room and knowing she could hear him, Xander deliberately asked. "Long brown hair that reaches her waist?"

The guard's eyes brightened up and he hurriedly nodded. "Exactly sir!"

Inside the bedroom, Anastasia bit her lower lip the moment she heard what the man has said, determination flashed past her eyes as she took the blanket on the bed and wrapped it around her, making sure to shift both her eyes and hair to their original color then she dragged herself towards the door.

The moment he heard the footsteps, Xander turned around and his eyes narrowed suspiciously when he saw her coming to him.

"Baby, are you not coming to finish what you started, you got me soooo high."

Anastasia leaned into his arm lithely and turned her face to the other side which the guard couldn't see, her voice was hoarse and husky, leaving Xander completely speechless as he looked at her head resting on his chest.

The guard was also stunned before blushing embarrassedly. "I–I am sorry..."

"Just go away," Anastasia waved her hand and unhurriedly dismissed him.

The guards nodded and walked away.

The moment he was gone, Anastasia separated from Xander and glared coldly at him, her hands on her waist like a vengeful spirit whose grandchild had been stolen. "You bad man, where is your integrity, how dare you try to sell me out?!"

Xander's eyes narrowed as he rebuked. "I told you to leave, but you didn't and instead took this room as yours, and then you are expecting me to be responsible for you? Did I even know you?"

Anastasia scoffed in annoyance, ready to say something when the door was pushed open, shocked, she hurriedly took Xander's hand and threw him onto the couch before jumping on top of him.

The guard from before only recovered when he was about to reach the next room that Xander had an inkling about the woman, however, he didn't know the door wasn't shut and his knock only pushed it open, only for him to see such a thought-provoking scene.

So the woman is the active one among these two?

The woman was lying on the man and he could 'see' the man kissing her neck as she released soft moans.

"Baby... I want you now, yeah, I need you in me." She called out hoarsely.

The guard could only helplessly apologize and leave. He didn't want this female werewolf to get angry for his constant interruption and tear him into pieces.

Looking at the girl on top of him, Xander frowned.

After the guard was gone, Anastasia stood up and arranged her clothes before jumping on another coach and laid there.

"Woman..." Xander stood up in annoyance, this woman was really a great pain in his ass.

Not only did she act as if she was the owner of his room, she even forced him to act with her as a couple, how could a woman be this annoying and shameless at the same time?

"Hello, I told you to act, but you didn't so I could only help myself, don't worry, I will leave when the auction is at its peak," Anastasia said indifferently.

Xander took a final look at her, his gaze lingers on her face much longer this time around before storming back to the bathroom.

Damn it, he could feel the two meatballs on her chest when she lied on him earlier and that was enough to give him a f*cking erection!

Anastasia didn't know about this and chuckled happily as she remembered his dark face.

"Hehe, Sir can also get angry?"

And she also have to thank Michelle if they were to meet again, after all without her, Anastasia would be completely clueless on how to behave in this kind of situation.

Running her hands through her long hair, she walked to the window and peeped out, after waiting for a while, she pushed open the window and jumped out.

By the time Xander was out, he couldn't find the woman from before and the room seemed to have been restored to its original tranquil state.