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No one cared about him! Deacon pursed his thin lips, picked up his cell phone again, and dialed the number of the kindergarten. The bell on the other end rang twice, and then someone answered, Harper’s sweet voice came:
“Hello, this is XX kindergarten. Who are you looking for?”
It wasn’t Oriana. With one hand in his pocket, Deacon said in a deep, magnetic voice,
“I’m looking for Nathan’s teacher, Oriana Hendrix.”
Harper Clark was answering the phone on the other end. When she heard this voice as seductive as French wine, her heart moved. This sound is so good that it can make people melt. Nathan… This man was looking for the little prince of the Armstead family, could he he… the reigning monarch of the Armstead family, the first tycoon, Deacon Armstead? Oh, God. Harper Clark met Nathan, but she didn’t expect to be so lucky when she received a call from Deacon.
“Excuse me, are you Lil’ Nathan’s father? Teacher Hendrix isn’t here. If there’s any problem, you can tell me. I’m new here. I’m Lil’ Nathan’s teacher too. My name is Harper.
“I Deacon frowned. He was looking for Oriana, but the person on the other end of the line talked for a while as if flirting.
Deacon didn’t have any patience and directly hung up the phone.
“Hey, Nathan’s dad. Are you still listening…? Hey, Nathan’s dad…”
Harper called out nervously on the other end. At Serenity Villa. It was already dark, Aunty Layla hurriedly opened the door of the villa:
“Master, are you back?”
Deacon returned, changed his shoes at the entrance, then looked upstairs,
“Where’s Nathan?”
“Sir, the little master is already asleep.”
“Okay.”
Deacon casually snorted. He unbuttoned his shirt, and rolled up his sleeves twice, revealing his sturdy wrists and precious steel watch,
“Where’s Miss Hendrix?”
“Master, Miss Hendrix also overslept in the guest room.”
Aunty Layla replied.
“Got it.”
After Deacon said that, he went upstairs. Deacon returned to his bedroom, quickly took a cold shower, then stepped out in his black silk pajamas. After wiping his wet short hair with a towel, he hurriedly threw the towel away, opened the master bedroom door, and entered the guest room. In the guest room, the table lamp was on, dimly lit. On the big soft bed was a small ball curled up. Oriana was fast asleep. Deacon went next to the bed. He looked at her sleeping face. Because she was sleeping, her little face was pink and beautiful, delicate and cute.
She could really sleep! Deacon’s fingers threaded through her dark hair, and he lowered his eyes to smell her scent. It smells so good. It was the feminine body scent he had always been obsessed with. Deacon’ protruding throat rolled up and down twice, and he kissed her red lips. Oriana quickly frowned in her sleep. She felt a large rock press on her body, making it impossible for her to breathe.
It was very uncomfortable.
Her butterfly-like eyelids trembled unsettlingly, and Oriana quickly opened them. In the next second, a handsome and noble face magnified infinitely in her field of vision. Deacon. Oriana’s mind went blank and dizzy. She didn’t think Deacon would return tonight, appearing in her room.
What was he doing? He kissed her red lips, biting her with his teeth, ravaging her soft lips.
Oriana felt uncomfortable, really upset.
She brought her soft white hands to his strong chest, trying to push him away. She woke up. Deacon peeked at the girl below. Her awakening ignited all his enthusiasm and boiling blood, and he immediately pinned her down with this kiss.
“Mmm!”
Oriana gritted her teeth and refused to open her mouth. Deacon slowly let go of her.
“Deacon, Oriana took a big gulp of fresh air, her hand-sized soft face was flushed with irritation, her eyes glittered with water so seductively, and her voice carried the softness of who just woke up, what are you doing?
Let me out quickly.”
Deacon pressed back and forth her swollen red lips with the tips of his fingers,
“Open your mouth.”
“I don’t want to…”
Deacon pinched her small face, his thin se xy lips curled in a slight are,
“Oriana, you live here with me not for fun. I’m a strong young man, an ordinary man with physical needs. If you can’t satisfy me, you can make it clear to me and get the hell out of here, and you’re not allowed to see Nathan again. Then I will find other women to satisfy me.”
The Sahaina 1076 Perhaps being humiliated too many times by him, Oriana’s heart ached,
“Deacon, I haven’t forgotten our agreement. You won’t sleep with the same woman twice, and I am ready to think of a way for you to give me an exception. But every night you come rushing in, like… you haven’t seen a woman in three years.”
How dare she laugh at him like that? That’s right, he hasn’t touched a woman in three years! What about her? An image popped into Deacon’ head, that she was under another man… A cold hostility came from his chest, Deacon blocked her red lips and opened his mouth to bite her hard. Oriana gasped in pain, and her slender body curled up in pain.
“Let go!”
Oriana began to st Deacon came to his senses, letting go of her red lips. The girl lying under him was tortured by him, her jet black hair stuck to her beautiful little face and her white neck. The corner of her lips was bitten by him, bright red blood oozed out. He furrowed his handsome eyebrows, suppressing the hatred in his heart. As soon as he thought that she was in love with another man, he lost control. He didn’t speak, but directly pulled the pajamas on her body.
“Deacon, don’t. Did you forget that I’m on my period?”
Deacon’s red eyes moved, and he almost forgot that she was on her period. His handsome and majestic face sank a little, saying:
“I didn’t check in the kitchen yesterday, I will check it now.”
Deacon pressed his tall and handsome frame over her, and pulled up her nightgown, just then her milky skin was exposed in the air and she had a chill. Oriana was so vague about this sort of thing now, her body was stiff, like a rock,
“Deacon, let go of me. Let go!”
! Outside, Aunty Layla heard noises upstairs, so she went upstairs to the front door of the guest room. There was a voice interrupted from within the room,
“It hurts… It hurts… You hurt me, Deacon. Let me go. Are you crazy? It’s not convenient for me… Oriana said, trembling as if about to cry. Aunty Layla was startled, immediately aware of one thing. This man came back so late, and as soon as he returned, he entered Miss Hendrix’s room. She doesn’t know what to do. Miss Hendrix is on her period. now. This man… As a ser vant, Aunty Layla isn’t qualified to shoulder the work of her master, but she can’t stand it anymore. If a woman has intercourse in her period, she will definitely have gynecological diseases in the future. Aunty Layla hurriedly raised her hand to knock on the door,
“Sir, Miss Hendrix is not feeling well. Yesterday, she had a stomach ache. Please hurry out. You can’t mess around.”
In the room, Oriana heard Aunty Layla’s voice, and her pretty little face turned red and white,
“Deacon, let go of me. Aunty Layla is here. Don’t do that. How can I face other people when you’re like this?”
Aunty Layla must know what he’s doing. He is a thick skinned person, normally at work, so he doesn’t feel anything wrong, but she and Aunty Layla are together every day.
“Why can’t you face it? Deacon spoke h oa rse ly to her. Oriana stopped talking. Now he looks scary.
A layer of red quickly built up in her clear black eyes. She looked at him with red eyes, indescribably seductive. Deacon couldn’t take his eyes off her small face. He never thought he’d be so infatuated with a woman’s beauty before. He admits that she makes him very excited now. Deacon cursed in a deep voice, then tore off the belt of his pajamas. Oriana quickly realized what he was going to do. Was he really crazy…?
“Deacon, let go of me. I don’t want to!”
Oriana struggled with strength, her small hands pulled back, and used her small fist to hit his sturdy shoulder.
“Knock knock,”
Aunty Layla kept knocking on the door,
“Sir, please care about Miss Hendrix’s body. She is young, if you do this… With a
“bang”, Deacon reached out, grabbed the ashtray on the nightstand, slamming the door,
“Get out!”
He growled impatiently.
Layla shivered all over, broke out in a cold sweat. She knew her master lost his temper. Aunty Layla quickly fell silent. There was a deafening noise in the room, Oriana’s head was shaken, yesterday’s stitches began to hurt. She grew c cold and stiff under him, then she reached out her small hand to touch the table lamp. Oriana picked up the table lamp and smacked Deacon on the head..
“Bang”, Deacon was hit. The belt of his pajamas had been ripped open, revealing his muscular waist, and he was momentarily caught off guard, and Oriana hit him on the head. Deacon hastily let go of her, straightened up, reached out to touch his head, his hand covered in blood. She literally beat him to the point of bleeding.
Breathing a sigh of relief, Oriana quickly crawled into bed, wrapped her small arms around herself, and stared at him warily. Soon, she saw his blood. Her clear pupils shrank. At this moment, Deacon raised his beautiful eyelashes, the hot emotion in his eyes like the tide receded in a second, leaving only a gloomy and cold look. He used his long tongue to lick his thin dry lips, arbitrarily thin lips, then glared at her:
“What are you doing?”
Oriana shook her head, saying,
“Sorry. I didn’t mean to, but don’t touch me…”
Seeing Deacon injured, Oriana’s heart tightened violently. She looked at her trembling little hands. No, she didn’t do it on purpose. She didn’t want to hurt him. However, she really couldn’t do those intimate things with him anymore.
Deacon got up from the bed, went to the wardrobe, chose a black shirt, took off his silk pajamas, then gracefully put on a black shirt, then put on a black belt and pants.
He seemed to have become a different person, no longer the man who was passionate about sex just now. Now he is the youngest and most handsome king in the business empire. He exudes a deep, noble, elegant, and indifferent aura in every gesture, attracting people’s attention. After changing clothes, no one dressed better than him. Deacon went to the side of the bed, stooping, reaching out to grasp Oriana’s small, beautiful hand-sized face. With a thin line of cold curved lips, he smirked and said:
“I was wrong. What? Oriana didn’t understand what he meant, she could only look at him with his current posture. Why did he say he was wrong?
“Oriana, I thought you were playing hard and trying to arouse my interest in you. Turns out I was wrong. You were simply keeping your sanity. You really don’t want me to touch you. You just want to do it with Derrick Domino. You protect yourself like a jewel.”
Deacon touched his right cheek with the tip of his tongue, and smiled softly:
“Okay, love can’t be forced, and the worst thing about me, Deacon, is a woman. Look at you. You are so stiff in bed, just so boring, unlike other women who will serve me.”
“Aren’t you tired of looking forward to the day I get bored sleeping with you? Congratulations, you finally got your wish. I’m tired of it, so now, get out of my villa. From tomorrow on, you won’t see my son Nathan, understand?”
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