Filed To Story: A Sacrificial Lambs Unexpected Marriage
Oriana didn’t want Deacon to follow her at all. She really wanted to get rid of this ghost! Deacon then nodded,
“I’m free today, let’s go take a look. King of Gold City, Princess of Visionary, do you mind?”
Yes, she did mind!
“No, of course not.”
At this moment, Oriana heard Liam beside her say She was speechless,
“R 11 this. Deacon’ narrowed eyes looked again at Oriana’s bitter face,
“Princess of Visionary, you don’t seem to welcome me.”
“…How can it be? Mr. Armstead, I’m happy if you can come with us,”
Oriana forced a rather bright smile. The four of them set off together and headed to the beach. This sea of clouds is the most beautiful coastline in Greenland. A few years ago, there was no development here. Later, a very rich developer came and spent a lot of money to buy this sea. Legend has it that the scenery here is beautiful, with white clouds and blue sky connected together, so beautiful that it is called the sea of clouds. The four of them had prestigious identities, so the owner of Blue Ocean Resort, Mr. Mahone, hurriedly greeted them,
“King of Gold City, President Armstead, Princess of Visionary, and Princess Clara, welcome.”
Liam said,
“Thank you, Mr. Mahone.”
Mr. Mahone smiled and said,
“I have prepared the presidential suite for you. Please go in and rest first. The restaurant’s chef has prepared a sumptuous meal for you. We will take wedding photos after that.”
Clara’s eyes lit up. She asked,
“Mr. Mahone, I heard that you have a Supreme Presidential Suite which has extremely beautiful scenery inside. Are we staying in this Supreme Presidential Suite?”
“Well…”
Mr. Mahone hesitantly said,
“I’m sorry, Princess Clara. Our Supreme Presidential Suite is not open to the public. It’s the private room of our Big Boss.”
“Your Big Boss?”
Liam showed a little curiosity,
“Is it the developer who bought this sea of clouds?”
“This Big Boss is secretive and mysterious. I heard that no one has seen his face. Mr. Mahone, who is your Big Boss?”
Clara also asked curiously.
Oriana could understand. Royal princes and princesses like Liam and Clara are especially interested in the rich. The cost of the palace is huge, and they need financial support. Mr. Mahone hastily shook his head and replied,
“It’s a shame to say that I haven’t seen my Big Boss until now.”
People are more and more curious about the Big Boss whom Mr. Mahone had never seen before. Liam looked at Oriana beside him and said,
“Oriana, let’s go in.”
“Okay.”
Oriana nodded.
Mr. Mahone quickly heard Oriana’s clear, fairy-like voice, and he boldly raised his head. When he saw her slender and beautiful face, he was shocked. Apparently, he was impressed by her stunning looks. It is said that the Visionary princess is so beautiful. This is the first time Mr. Mahone saw Oriana. He had never seen a girl as beautiful as her. His eyes were fixed on Oriana, and he couldn’t look away.
Right at this moment, Mr. Mahone felt a cold, dark gaze fall on him. He raised his head, immediately meeting Deacon’s deep, narrow eyes. Now Deacon is looking at him with those dark eyes that made the hairs on the back of his neck stand up. Mr. Mahone’s scalp was numb. For some reason, he felt the soles of his feet go cold. He didn’t dare offend the world’s number-one tycoon Deacon.
“Mr. Armstead, hehe,”
Mr. Mahone said with a flattering smile. Deacon glanced at Mr. Mahone, then left on his long legs.
Clara next to him observed this scene. It seems that Mr. Mahone likes Oriana. So interesting! Clara curled her red lips mysteriously and followed them. In the dining room. Oriana and Liam sat by the window, and the waiter brought up two steaks.
“Oriana, what would you like to drink?”
Liam asked politely. Oriana thought for a moment, then replied,
“I’d like some hot bubble tea.”
“Okay,”
The waiter stepped back. Oriana picked up her knife and fork, about to cut a steak, when a delicate voice said in her ear,
“Mr. Armstead, let’s sit there.”
She looked up and saw Deacon walking in front of her, with Clara beside him. Deacon shoved his hands in his pockets, glancing at Oriana. They looked at each other. Just then, Deacon went straight ahead on his long legs, saying,
“King of Gold City, Princess of Visionary, how about we sit with you?”
Oriana,
“…”
Could she say no? Liam smirked,
“Of course.”
Deacon sat with Liam, and Oriana sat with Clara. The four of them ate together. Liam cut the foie gras into small pieces, and stuffed them into Oriana’s dish, saying,
“Oriana, this is for you.”
Oriana was about to say
“thank you”
when a low, magnetic voice spoke first,
“She doesn’t eat foie gras.”
Oriana raised her head and looked at Deacon who just said that.
Liam paused for a moment, then smiled and said,
“Looks like President Armstead and Oriana are old acquaintances.”
Deacon’
gaze fell on Oriana’s charming little face. Before he could reply, Oriana spoke first:
“I don’t know.”
She said she didn’t know him. There were no ups and downs on Deacon’ handsome face. That’s just what she said. Oriana popped a small piece of foie gras into her mouth and chewed gracefully. Now her toes under the table moved, and someone was making small movements. Oriana raised her eyes. Deacon wasn’t eating anything and was looking at her with his deep eyes.
Under the table, she wore a pair of crystal heels, Deacon’s glossy black leather shoe gently touching the tips of her toes. Oriana subconsciously pulled back. Deacon’s legs were so long, he easily stretched out to wrap them around her small feet.
There were others here, and Oriana’s delicate face turned red with annoyance, and she took a sip of hot bubble tea. Clara clearly sensed the unusual atmosphere between Deacon and Oriana. She immediately cut a steak, gave it to Deacon, and said affectionately,
“President Armstead, open your mouth. I’ll feed you.”
Deacon glanced at Clara feeding him a steak but didn’t budge. Oriana couldn’t be angrier. Just now, she… had satisfied him in the dressing room, but now he was surrounded by beauties but still bothered her too much. She put down her bubble tea, twirled her little feet under the table, and little by little stepped her crystal heel on Deacon’ leg. Deacon’s throat suddenly curled, his solid waist straightened, and all his senses were focused on her tiny feet. Her high heel stepped on his pants, like an ant crawling into his numb lap.
Deacon had been with a lot of women over the past three years, but he had never touched them. 32 years old is a young age, once the door of lust opens, it will become serious. Liam was still sitting beside him, but the table was covered with a long lace tablecloth. Deacon reached out his large hand, grasping her small foot.
Oriana angrily teased him, but she didn’t know that he had grabbed her little foot. His rough palm circled her slender and delicate ankle, then rested her small foot on his sturdy thigh like a treasure. Now the two of them are sitting on their sides, and her little foot is caught. This move is difficult, but Oriana has been dancing since she was a child. This move is very difficult for other girls, but it is too easy for her. He wasn’t afraid of being discovered, but Oriana was.
She quickly retracted her small foot. However, with one move, Deacon used his strong muscles to lock her little foot into his thighs. This time, his strength was so strong that she couldn’t move. The posture of them was extremely ambiguous. Oriana’s soft and seductive face was even hotter with a red streak, looking very suspicious.
“Oriana, do you feel hot?”
New Book: Returned To Make Them Pay
On her wedding anniversary, Alicia is drugged and stumbles into the wrong room—straight into the arms of the powerful Caden Ward, a man rumored never to touch women. Their night of passion shocks even him, especially when he discovers she’s still a virgin after two years of marriage to Joshua Yates.
I really do not understand the thought process of this writer that makes a man always bully a woman (does that make sense)…. Oriana was bullied by Deacon when she wasn’t a princess and even when she became a princess he still bullies her making her always do his bidding despite the fact that she has Derrick and bodyguards at her beck and call…. it doesn’t make a single sense….
Women are not always weak even if you envisage in your head that they are.
Writer, editor and entire crew…. you need to do better.