Chapter 389 – A Sacrificial Lamb’s Unexpected Marriage

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Deacon used his domineering force to hug her slender body into his chest, his thin lips fell to her snow- white earlobes, and warned in a deep voice:

“Are you moving again?”

Oriana quickly felt the changes in her body. For the past three years, her time in Visionary had been virtually frozen, and she had never been in contact with any man. Now a layer of blush quickly spread over her snow-white earlobes.

“Deacon, what exactly do you want to do?”

Oriana asked. Her jet-black hair brushed against his handsome cheek, the familiar sweet scent of her body entering his nose, making him itch. Deacon curled his thin lips in an evil are, then said each word in a voice both of them could hear.

“Now I give you two choices. One is to sleep with me tonight, the other is to sleep with them.”

Oriana’s clear pupils suddenly constricted, the blush on her earlobes instantly disappeared, leaving only a pale look. So this was what he meant.

“Deacon, do you still… love me?”

Oriana asked softly. Love? Deacon found the word ironic and ridiculous. He still vividly remembered three years ago, how condescendingly and emotionlessly she had said to him,

“Deacon, you’d better stop loving me. As long as I see a little love on your face, I’ll laugh at you!”

She said it herself!

“I don’t love you anymore. Now, I just hate you.”

Oriana knew his answer would be like this, but she asked the question anyway. Maybe she just wanted to put an end to il

“You don’t love me anymore, why do you still want to sleep with me?”

“Oh.”

Deacon forced a laugh out of his throat,

“Oriana, why are you so naive now? Even though I don’t love you, I have normal physical desires. If I don’t sleep with you, I will sleep with other women. You can surpass those women in every way, why don’t I let you serve me? Three years ago, you stabbed me and threw me like trash, now that you’re back, I’ll let you voluntarily submit to me and serve me, isn’t this perfect?”

Oriana knows that. Turns out the relationship is gone, and he can still do the intimacy that only lovers do, which is a big irony indeed. Now Deacon only hates her, just wants to torture, humiliate and possess her. Oriana hid the gloom in her eyes, then forcefully pushed Deacon away. She lifted her red lips, revealing a hint of sharpness,

“President Armstead, I won’t choose either of these options. I won’t sleep with any of you.”

Oriana directly refused. Deacon’ handsome eyes darkened in an instant, the depths of his eyes were like two small abysses that anyone careless would fall into. Oriana looked at him fearlessly, calmly said:

“President Armstead, let’s play pool. Even though you’re at the top right now, I still have a chance to turn defeat into victory, right?”

At this point, Oriana looked at the billiard game in front of her with clear eyes, showing a determined killing intent, saying.

“Twill definitely win.”

Deacon now looks at Oriana. Three years later, she wore a sleeveless black dress, calmly played billiards in front of him, even more charming.

“Okay, I’ll wait for you to win.”

Deacon whispered. Oriana lowered her waist. She aimed the billiard cue at a black ball in front of her, and then attacked with precision. With a bang, the black ball smashed into all the balls around her, which was Deacon’s siege. Whispers sounded. Everyone in the room was stunned. Even the manager of the Emperor Clubhouse couldn’t help but exclaim.

“Tull bar! A good shot. A really good shot. Perfect!”

Oriana actually hit a full bar, shocking the audience. When the manager praised her, he felt that the atmosphere wasn’t good. Why were these bosses all looking at him? That’s right, if Clive wins this round, then Deacon…loses!

Oriana single handedly beat all these business giants, like this black ball killing in every direction… How could these business tycoons he so embarrassed? The bosses looked at Oriana, a glint of deep amazement in their eyes. In fact, there are many beautiful girls, but there are too few capable and interesting girls who can play games with men. Oriana is like a stunner.

Now the atmosphere in the billiard room became very tactful, and everyone carefully looked at Deacon’s face. Oriana won. She put looked at Deacon, saying.

“President Armstead, I won, so by the billiards stick back, then agreement, I can go now. Bye everyone.”

Oriana turned and left directly. Deacon didn’t move. He just stood there watching Oriana’s slim figure disappear from view. A few seconds later, he raised his finger to tear off a button of his black shirt.

After his throat rolled up and down twice, he left too on his long legs.

The two left one by one. Everyone could smell an anomaly. If they weren’t mistaken, Deacon’ narrowed eyes just now seemed to be filled with a little red blood, making people shiver. Now Hazel has run out. She is now Deacon’s new mistress, how can she give him to someone else? She grabbed Deacon in the hallway, pouting her red lips in a seductive manner,

“President Armstead, where are you going? Didn’t you bring me here to play?”

Deacon looked at Hazel pretending to be seductive, all the patience he had left just now exhausted. Hazel made him want to vomit. Three long years without Oriana, only he knows, he has gradually forgotten her. When she wasn’t around, he felt that these busy women around him were all bearable, at least not going to make him sick.

But now Oriana has returned without any warning.

Her beautiful face, like a combination of purity and charan, ber slim and radiant demeanor, and even a bit of amorous affection would make people fall in love.

Compared to her, the women around him were simply unbearably vulgar. Now that Deacon could clearly see the foundation on Hazel’s face. It didn’t look like Oriana’s milky skin at all, without any vulgar makeup. And Oriana wouldn’t pretend to be as glamorous as Hazel in front of him. She is very gentle, her voice is soft, her body is soft and fragrant.

When Oriana wasn’t around, he thought everything was fine, but now that Oriana appeared, he was heartbroken. Deacon was confused inside, but there was no emotion on his handsome face. He had reached the age where he couldn’t show himself, so he glanced briefly at Hazel’s hand, his handsome eyelids lowered,

“Move your hand.”

Hazel’s hand was pulling his sleeve. Hazel had seen Deacon’ indifference and impatience towards her. She found it really strange. When Oriana was there, Deacon treated her like heaven. Now that Oriana is gone, his treatment is gone, too. Hazel quickly withdrew her hand. She didn’t dare offend Deacon, but she also didn’t want to give up. She walked over and rubbed Deacon body, the thing she was most satisfied with were her breasts.

“Mr. Armstead, what’s wrong, you don’t like Hazel?-”

Deacon was no stranger to such temptation before, so he naturally knew Hazel’s intentions. He lowered his eyes and glanced at Hazel’s deliberately lowered neckline, showing no sexual interest. However, his thin lips slowly drew a cold and mocking curve.

“Go to the presidential suite and wait for me.”

Hazel gasped in surprise. Gosh, is this for real? Deacon was going to… do something embarrassing with her? It was direct and overbearing. However, she loved it.

“President Armstead, you are bad-”

Hazel said gracefully, then hurried to the presidential suite, finally adding a wink.

“I’ll wait for you- After Hazel leff, Deacon pulled his cell phone from his pocket and made a call,

“Get me Oriana!”

He waited for so long, three years, how could he let her go so easily? The game has just begun, and he wants to play slowly with her! After this, he will give her a big surprise!

Oriana found North and North’s short film had ended. She asked

“Oriana, where have you been? I was shocked when I just didn’t see you.”

“I just went out for a walk. North, let’s go out.”

“Okay.”

Oriana and North were about to leave, but suddenly a group of security guards in black came running and blocking the place,

“Sorry, you can’t leave this place for the time being.”

North hastily frowned, asking.

“What do you mean?”

“Miss Paulo, the thing is, just now, our Emperor club suddenly lost a priceless treasure, and we can only ask you to stay here to coordinate our search”

Hearing that, Oriana raised her eyebrows slightly. As she and North prepare to leave the Emperor’s Club when an accident occurs, she must suspect that the accident was man-made.

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