Chapter 314 – A Sacrificial Lamb’s Unexpected Marriage

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Deacon looked at her angry expression. She was like a ruffled kitten with no resistance. He pursed his thin lips in an evil arc,

“You’re my woman, I can do whatever I want to you!”

“What? When did I become your woman?”

Oriana looked at the domineering and powerful man in front of her in surprise.

“You’re in my bed, so, of course, you’re my woman.”

“You…”

“Not only that, the nest you ate just now is mine, the white dress you wear is also mine, your food and clothing are all mine, don’t you even admit that you are my woman? I won’t spend money to support other people’s women.”

Oriana was silenced by this sentence. She knew she had never lost a battle of words. Usually, she would push others to the ground and step on them. However, she had never won a battle against Deacon. This man is her enemy.

“So I’ll go.”

Oriana lifted the blankets and prepared to get out of bed. But Deacon wrapped his arms around her soft waist, pushing her down on the large soft bed, his tall handsome body covering hers. He looked down at her, saying,

“My bed is not a place for anyone who wants to go up and get down freely.”

Oriana was trapped under him, and what remained in her nostrils was the clean, clear masculine breath of his body. His scent was very fragrant, and it was a scent she liked and haunted in her memory. When she was in Los Angeles, she slept with him in the same bed, opening her eyes every morning in his arms. These days she didn’t dare to remember that good time, now she is sleeping in his bed, surrounded by him. A pleasant aura made Oriana’s whole body soften, and her hand-sized beautiful little face showed two faint blushes. At this moment,

“ding”

, there was a message notification on her cell phone. But her cell phone was on the nightstand, and she was stuck and out of reach.

“Get out of the way, I want the phone.”

Oriana pushed him. Deacon glanced at her cell phone, then reached out his long arm to easily grab it, handing it to her,

“Here.”

Without intending to move, he just held her in his arms, letting her see her phone. Oriana could only open the message sent by North. Last time she asked North to find out who posted pictures of her buying birth control pills online, now North has the answer. North replied with two words,

“Deacon Armstead.”

What? Oriana read the name three times over and over, then she looked up at the man behind the scenes,

“Deacon, did you release a picture of me buying birth control pills? Are you crazy? I know why the Paulo family pushed me off the cliff, but you, why did you do that? What the hell do you want?”

Oriana was suspicious of a lot of people, but not him. Now that she thought about it, he must have been outside when she bought the birth control pills that night.

The picture was taken by himself, and it was also released by him! Only then, a series of behind-the-scenes happened! Oriana was very angry. Thinking of the terrible things this man had done and she had to follow to deal with the consequences, she became even angrier. She immediately clenched her small fist and punched him hard. Deacon let her hit him twice, then grabbed her wrist and pressed her down on the bed,

“What should I do? Who told you to sleep with me and then turned away? You don’t want to be responsible for me at all, and have no intention of revealing our relationship!

What is he talking about? What does it mean that she doesn’t want to be responsible for him? Does that mean she doesn’t want to reveal their relationship to the public? Does he want her to be responsible for him? Does he want to reveal their relationship? Oriana blinked her slender eyelids, and looked at him in amazement,

“You… what do you mean?”

Deacon condescendingly imprisoned her under his body, then lowered himself, placing his handsome and perfect face in front of her eyes,

“Oriana, you are very smart in front of others, why are you not that smart while you’re here? You’ve become stu pid. No, you’re pretending to be stu pid. What I want is s very simple. Oriana, you borrow my bed, so you should give me an identity!”

If his earlier words still confused her, these were direct and domineering, and Oriana’s little head exploded with a

“boom”

. She didn’t expect that she had slept with the prestigious CEO of the Armstead corporation, he would pamper her, do all sorts of things to prove to the outside that they had slept together, and now even demanded an identity! Oriana’s slender eyelids quivered like butterfly wings, and now their faces were so close, his breath on her delicate skin, so shady. Oriana looked at him in amazement,

“You… What identity do you want?”

“What do you think? What identity can you give me? Deacon asked back. I…”

Deacon glanced down at her bright red lips, two red sparks in his deep eyes.

“Did you feel good that night?”

He changed his voice, lowered his voice, and asked her directly. Oriana’s clear pupils suddenly widened. Why did he ask this question? And how would she answer? His warm magnetic voice hovered around her ears. He revealed a seductive look. Oriana felt her eardrums ring, her ears were about to itch. What exactly did he want to do? Oriana suddenly thought of a possibility. Was he directly seducing her?

“L…L… How about you?”

Oriana desperately pulled her neck in the opposite direction and asked him. The strong arm that Deacon was supporting suddenly curled, and his thin lips fell to her bright red lips, giving a light kiss:

“It’s great… so, I think we need to sublimate this relationship.”

Oriana’s head was a mess. She couldn’t think of anything. She felt like she was being led by him. Now he is still rubbing her red lips as if he wants to kiss her. Her body, which was already soft, became softer.

“Why… how to sublimate?”

Oriana asked, stunned.

“Look, we all have our own traffic now, every move attracts the attention of the public. And in the future, we don’t want to cause a stir. If we don’t want to get pregnant, we will be in the entertainment headlines. I think we should make our relationship legal to sleep together. What do you think of… a boyfriend?”

Boyfriend?

Everything he said was true, but… why should they Why still sleep together and avoid p would they legalize birth control by sleeping? Oriana felt that she had seen through Deacon’s true nature. He is a man involved in pyramid schemes, and he specializes in brainwashing people.

“No!”

Oriana refused. Deacon raised his handsome eyelids and stared at her with deep black eyes,

“So you really don’t want me to be your boyfriend? You really don’t want to… love me?”

Η Oriana closed her eyes, barely resisting his enthusiastic assault,

“Deacon, why do you suddenly want to love me? Don’t you always consider me a frivolous, scheming, and flirtatious person? That I’m a bad girl. Besides, I’ve been married once. Last time you said you didn’t want to marry someone else’s woman. Why have you changed so quickly?”

Deacon felt that he had misunderstood her before, and it was not until her identity as Professor Hendrix was revealed that he realized how wrong he had been before. Everyone at Imperial knows X. Before, no one would have thought that X was a girl around 20 years old.

Four, five years ago she was fifteen, sixteen years old, a brilliant medical woman.

When this prejudice was gone, Deacon truly understood her. The girl under him was smart, brave, and calm. She is like a sheathless sword, cold and sharp. Also, she is like a shining jewel, she is more like a rose, exuding a girlish charm, soft and fragrant. She has many faces and many mysteries inside, which can surely catch all his attention and make. his heart beat uncontrollably. In the past, Deacon had been annoyed countless times as to why he was attracted to such a mean girl.

In fact, his taste isn’t bad.

On the contrary, it’s good. He chose this girl in the crowd in a flash. About her getting married… Deacon reached out, ran his slender fingers through the hair around her cheek, and kissed her red lips. ferociously.

Oriana quickly pressed her small hands to his strong chest, trying to push him away, but the man’s tall and handsome body remained motionless, as solid as a wall.

Gradually, Oriana felt a lack of oxygen, and she couldn’t breathe, because the man on her was stimulated by some kind of stimulus, and kissed her so hard, taking her breath away like a hurricane.

Oriana’s slender fingers lost their strength, then slowly curled up, grasping the front hem of his shirt, and before long, the expensive, hand-sewn fabric was wrinkled by her. Deacon didn’t close his eyes at first, he enjoyed watching her being bullied by him.

He narrowed his eyes to look at her, only to see her cheeks flushed red, her clear glowing pupils starting to become blurred… The body’s reaction didn’t lie, neither did him, and neither did her. Deacon closed his eyes, kissing more passionately, his hands tucked under the silk blanket, resting on her slender legs.

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