Chapter 202 – A Sacrificial Lamb’s Unexpected Marriage

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For some reason, she felt the silk blanket covering her was his breath. The clean masculine breath on him was especially comforting.

In the bar, she bumped into his arms.

Oriana buried her small face in the blanket, letting his breath envelop her. Her clear eyes that were exposed outside turned dark and wet, then slowly closed.

Soon, she fell asleep.

Deacon took Crystal to her house. On the lawn of Robert’s mansion, Crystal unbuckled her seat belt, looked at the man beside her, and asked, “Deacon, would you like to come in for a while? My father is still abroad, hasn’t returned yet. My grandma went to the temple in the mountains. No one is at home.”

Deacon’ handsome lines were as if adorned by street lights, his calm figure became even more charming and noble. He turned to glance at Crystal with deep narrow eyes.

Her heart beat wildly. Under his gaze, her beautiful face flushed red. She stammered: “1… I didn’t mean that…”

With no one at home, she invited him in, it’s easy to make people think about shady things.

“I won’t go in, go home.” At this time, Deacon spoke in a low voice,

Crystal’s red face was stunned for a moment. He refused without hesitation, he dismissed all possible vague developments.

Crystal looked at him. He closed his beautiful eyelids, pulled out a cigarette from the pack, put it on his lips, put his right hand with a luxury watch on the steering wheel, and lit a cigarette on his left hand. The lighter crac kled, the red flame danced, he frowned and took a puff of his cigarette.

At this point, he was a bit moody and careless, with a nonchalant attitude. And the cold and dissolute attitude of a business magnate was vividly depicted.

Crystal couldn’t refuse such a man, and now Deacon was especially interesting to her.

But obviously his concern wasn’t her, but the old lady.

The relationship between him and the old lady was deeper than the normal grandma and grandchild relationship. Originally, she also wanted to use the old lady to win his heart.

Unfortunately, she failed.

“Deacon, don’t worry too much about Mrs. Samanta. I’ll think of a solution and do my best to save her.” Crystal promises.

Deacon exhaled a mouthful of smoke and said softly, “Yeah”

Then he said nothing more.

Crystal was a little embarrassed, and could only say: “Deacon, then I’ll go home first. Bye bye.”

Crystal got out of the car and left.

Deacon didn’t leave immediately, but quietly finished his cigarette. He was not happy. The fact that his grandma’s health had deteriorated was like a large rock pressing down on him, making it impossible for him to breathe.

He was afraid. He was very afraid. He was afraid that his grandmother, after many years by his side, would eventually leave him.

However, he couldn’t do anything.

The doctor said it was a psychological problem. He tried many ways but she still couldn’t eat. He didn’t dare to pressure her, he could only take care of her late at night by himself.

After a cigarette burned out, Deacon pressed the gas pedal and drove off.

Deacon returned to The Red Villa. He went to see grandma first, but grandma was already asleep.

Grandma often had trouble sleeping, Deacon didn’t dare to disturb her, so he covered her grandmother with a blanket, closed the door and returned to his bedroom.

He went to the bathroom and took a cold shower, then went to sleep.

But at this moment, his hand someone’s soft skin, soft as silk.

denly touched something soft under the silk blanket. It was

Deacon’s pupils strank, he hurriedly sat up and threw off the blanket.

He saw Oriana Hendrix.

Turns out it was her!

Deacon looked at the girl who sudde appeared on his bed. She was already asleep, her slender body curled up. She slept very well. She wore his white shirt, the loose shirt pulled up and down, showing off her lovely curves, especially her slim waist. When her slim waist tightened, like the mouth of a fragile porcelain vase, it made people want to pinch.

The shirt could have covered her knees, but now it was raised and lowered on her thighs, and her long, straight white legs underneath were close together, in a docile sleeping position.

Deacon’ throat was as dry as if it had been burned. The girl’s skin was as white as milk, just now the palm of his hand touched it, making the corners of his eyes red.

Recently, his mood has been bad because of his grandma’s sickness. As a grown man, he actually has a lot of ways to relieve stress.

Women are a way to entertain and relieve pressure.

In front of Robert’s house, Crystal invited him in. Although he had no interest in sex, looking at the girl who suddenly appeared in his bed at this moment, lust quickly welled up from the corner of his scarlet eyes.

Deacon’ gaze fell on her petite face. She had lifted the veil, and now her entire beautiful little face was in his eyes.

Deacon had seen a lot of beauties, but now he was a bit stunned. Not only is she beautiful, but she is extremely beautiful. Because she fell asleep, her thin eyelashes like a small fan quietly covered her beautiful eyes.

Her small nose is like a tube of jade, and underneath are her sexy red lips….

Oriana’s lips are very beautiful, bright red, which is natural.

Furthermore, her mouth is very small, a cherry-like type of mouth. Deacon remembered someone telling him that this cherry mouth style was the type that men want to kiss the most.

Turns out she has such a pretty face when she takes off her veil.

Deacon the wild dream that night. In the dream, he pushed her against the wall, passionately kissing her….

How could she be in his bed?

To seduce him?

Deacon’s Adam’s apple scrolled up and down. So many women wanted to climb into his bed, but he had never seen one this bold.

Deacon reached out and used his rough fingertips to caress her pretty face.

Her face was completely without makeup, white and clean, with a natural feminine body scent, and a little smell of the shower gel he used to use. Everything about her was what he liked.

Deacon pressed his fingers hard, only to see that the small part of her pressed face quickly lost its rosy color and became pale.

He pressed it again and forth a few times, and suddenly a desire to destroy was born in his heart.

Thin lips drawing a dark curve full of irony, Deacon lowered his head to kiss her red lips.

Oriana was initially sleeping soundly, but suddenly she had a nightmare. It felt like a large rock was pressing on her heart, robbing her of her breath and making her unable to breathe.

So frustrating

Oriana’s eyelids trembled uncomfortably, and she quickly opened them. And the next second, Deacon’s exquisitely handsome face contracted and enlarged in her pupils.

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