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Oriana’s heart sank. Was he trying to control her free life? How much does he care about her? Oriana’s heart was startled by his gentle words just now.
She looked into Deacon’ narrow black eyes. His eyes were like ink, with no light reflected. It was hard to see what he was thinking.
“Deacon, don’t be like that. Even if I don’t have to work at the kindergarten, I have other things…
“Oh.”
Deacon cut her coldly, his thin lips curling into a half-smile,
“Is there someone else with you?”
Deacon put his hand on her soft waist, and pinched her with force:
“I forgot it. You’re going to Greenland to meet Derrick Domino. He’s waiting for you there, maybe there are also… your children, so you can’t spend the day with my son Nathan and you can’t be with me at night, right?”
Sure enough, he overheard the conversation between her and Derrick. He knew that she was going to Greenland. Oriana tried to ignore his taunts, she lowered her slender eyelashes, replying,
“I’m going to Greenland. I have a very important mission there… Besides me, there are a lot of other women around you. Sleeping with me will make you get bored soon!”
Before Oriana could finish speaking, Deacon wrapped his arms around her slim waist, easily turning her body to face him. Oriana felt her beautiful back against the cold counter, she wanted to move, but Deacon had placed her hand on the counter and held her tightly in his arms. He smiled evilly and said,
“Oriana, you seem to be expecting me to get tired of sleeping with you. Are you praying that tonight I will kick you, let another woman climb into my bed, and let you get away from me?”
Oriana hastily raised her eyebrows, saying,
“I don’t mean that… Let me go first. Aunty Layla and Nathan will be right in…”
Seeing her refusal and resistance, Deacon directly pressed his thin lips into a cold arc, lowering his head to aggressively bully her red lips. This time he kissed her fiercely as a storm. Oriana couldn’t breathe, she felt her fresh air was stolen by him. Oriana painfully pressed her small hands to his hard chest, and she opened her mouth, wanting to bite him again. But this time Deacon noticed her movements. He reached out his large hand, cupping her pretty little face,
“Oriana, try biting me!”
Oriana’s small face was pinched by him, she looked at him with clear eyes that were both embarrassed and angry, silently resisting.
Deacon found her lips bright red, sophisticated and seductive.
He reached out his thumb and pressed hard against her red lips, watching her red lips lose color under his fingers. After his finger left, the scarlet color returned to full, and tender, causing the crimson fire to burn in his eyes. The two have done a lot of intimate things, so of course, Oriana knows what he wants to do now, Three years later, when they met again, he desired more.
The 32-year-old man was in front of her, unable to contain his lust for her. For example, now, Oriana feels that he has been playing with her red lips with his fingers.
Deacon looked at her silently, saying nothing, but his intentions were clear. He reached out to hug her, wanting to put her on the kitchen table. Oriana’s little hand groped around, whether it touched the bowl or the forks. This was the kitchen. Oriana quickly pressed Deacon’ big hand,
“Wait a minute!”
At this moment, interrupted, Deacon glared hotly at her.
“What’s wrong?”
“Can’t you wait to return to your room at night…?”
Oriana talked to him in a low voice. Deacon raised his long and narrow eyebrows, revealing the demeanor of a grown man:
“Why? Haven’t you tried doing it with Derrick in the kitchen?”
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— Oriana paled. Deacon lifted her skirt.
“Deacon.”
Oriana stopped him again,
“I’m on my period…”
Deacon heard that, pursed his thin lips, his breath hot. He was in high spirits, but she said she was on her period.
“Why don’t you get your period earlier or later but now? Let me see.”
Deacon said, lifting her skirt.
“No, I didn’t lie to you, it’s really my period!”
Deacon’ large palm pinched her slender waist. A little displeased at first, he pinched her hard.
“How do I know if you’re lying to me? Oriana, you’re a liar.”
Oriana was pinched painfully by him, and she felt the soft skin around her waist turned red. Whenever he was unhappy, he would hurt her. Oriana bit her red lips with white teeth,
“I’m not fooling you this time, you can check it if you want. In short, women who are on their period can’t do this, they will have gynecological diseases.”
Deacon stared at her for a second, then released his hand, his handsome face was cold. He curled up his thin lips,
“So disappointing!”
He believed that. Oriana lied to him. She didn’t get her period, but she got stitches. The doctor said that intercourse was forbidden, so she could only lie. When she couldn’t satisfy him, he would become apathetic and pushed her away without hesitation. Oriana moved, trying to get out of his arms. But Deacon’ tall and handsome body was like a wall, he had no intention of moving, taking her in his arms. Oriana looked at him confused. Deacon felt that she acted so well, in her clear eyes filled with innocence, as if she didn’t know anything. He curled his cold and evil lips, two words spilling out of his throat:
“Sit down!”
What?
Deacon impatiently watched her felgn innocence, then grabbed her slender wrists, forcing her to squat beside his legs. What did he want to do? Oriana wasn’t an inexperienced girl, such a vague pose made her small head want to explode with a
“Boom”. Did he want to do that? Now that she was squatting and he was standing. Deacon looked down at her with amusement,
“Why are you staring at me? Women have so many ways to please men. Do you need me to teach you? Have you and Derrick ever done the same?”
Oriana retracted her pupils and stared blankly at him. Her eyes were simple and ignorant as she looked at him, showing a hint of disdain as if he were just a beast. Deacon narrowed his beautiful eyes slightly, no longer intending to look at her, his thumb and index. finger slipped through his muscular belt,
“clicking”.
Oriana’s eyes widened, wanting to run away,
“Deacon, don’t mess around here. I don’t want…”
At this time, footsteps came from outside, and Lil’ Nathan came over. Lil’ Nathan knocked on the door, then reached out on tiptoe with his small hand and reached for the doorknob. Oriana was too scared to breathe, she hurriedly pushed Deacon,
“Deacon, Nathan is outside. If we don’t get out, we’ll scare him.”
This time Deacon didn’t back down because Lil’ Nathan was outside, his voice was h oar se, he pressed his palm to Oriana’s pretty little face, h oars ely saying.
“If you don’t want Nathan to come in, don’t talk. Aunty Layla will take care of it.”
Oriana looked at him in surprise. Would Aunty Layla deal with it? But Aunty Layla would guess what they were doing in the kitchen.
“Deacon, don’t. Let me go. I miss Nathan. Let’s let him in!”
Deacon lost his patience, frowned, and shouted:
“Where is everybody? Are you all dead?”
As he said this, his large hand circled behind and pressed directly on the back of Oriana’s head. Aunty Layla was preparing fruit for cake in the dining room when she heard a soft growl from the kitchen. Aunty Layla was so scared that she threw the fruit away and ran to Nathan. She saw Lil’ Nathan by the door and wanted to open the door to see Oriana. As soon as Aunty Layla saw the kitchen door closed, she knew what was going on inside. Gosh, her master is really… shameless!
“Nathan, let’s go. Aunty Layla will take you out!”
Lil’ Nathan shook his little head. He was very curious about what happened in the kitchen. He looked at Aunty Layla and said silently:
“Aunty Layla, is Dad bullying Miss Fairy?”
His
“bullying”
meant nothing else, but Aunty Layla blushed. Before, she didn’t find out that the man in this house liked to mess around, why did she have to guard the door now?
“Nathan, just now I saw your dad come in, he has something very important to tell teacher Hendrix. Don’t disturb them. Let’s go back backstage to pick some flowers, wait for your dad to talk to teacher Hendrix and then they will come out.”
Lil’ Nathan thought for a moment, then nodded,
“Okay.”
Aunty Layla took Lil’ Nathan away. Half an hour later. Lil’ Nathan returned from the garden, at this time the kitchen door was opened, and Deacon came out. Deacon wore a white shirt and black trousers, one corner of the shirt fastened to the belt, the other hanging languidly and seductively. His noble handsome face was filled with decadence and satisfaction after indulging himself.
“Dad”
Lil’ Nathan ran forward. Deacon was in a good mood, his appearance was good too. He lowered his waist, reached out and touched Nathan’s face, happily smiled, and said:
“Nathan, Dad will play with you, okay?”
Lil’ Nathan looked into the kitchen. It was empty and Oriana was nowhere to be found. Lil’ Nathan asked:
“Dad, where is the teacher? Where is the teacher going?”
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