My Fair Stunner

Chapter 13 You Will Be Satisfied



Chapter 13 You Will Be Satisfied

Chapter 13 You Will Be Satisfied

When their eyes met, Colin showed an aggressive smile.

He was right.

Faye had come over for her friend.

They had grown up together, so she knew Colin would seek revenge for the smallest grievance.

Although Rebecca didn't scold him today, she had disgraced him.

If Colin was in a bad mood today, he might vent his anger on her.

Faye took a deep breath, ignored how weird their postures were, lightly opened her red lips, and said,

"Rebecca did it for a reason."

Colin replied in a low voice, "Really?"

She felt uncomfortable when being pressed against the wall, so she leaned forward to adjust her

posture and said, "She did it for me. Mason hit my car with hers outside the bar..."

When she was speaking, Colin was looking at her thin waist because it was only half an inch away Còntens bel0ngs to Nô(v)elDr/a/ma.Org

from his body.

His eyes darkened, and his eyebrows were slightly raised.

Faye was focusing on defending Rebecca, so she didn't notice his weird expression.

Colin suddenly put his free hand on her waist and pressed her tightly against him.

Faye gasped in shock and instinctively struggled.

Although she was slow with such things, she had realized their postures were too flirtatious now.

"Colin!" Faye snapped with obvious displeasure in her voice.

Colin pressed her slender waist harder and smiled softly, "Call me honey."

Faye pursed her lips, stopped struggling when smelling the alcohol on his body, and said, "You drank

too much."

Colin didn't answer but buried his head in her shoulder.

Faye froze, and when she was about to push him away with all her might, Colin's phone suddenly rang.

He raised his head, gave her a meaningful glance, released his grips on her wrist and waist at the

same time, reached into his pocket, picked up his phone, and walked to the sofa.

And then, he picked up the cigarette case from the coffee table, put one cigarette in his mouth, lit it,

and said in a deep voice, "What's up?"

After the person on the other end of the phone said something, Colin looked at Faye in the moonlight

and ordered, "Turn on the light."

Faye was still leaning against the wall, and some flirtatious images were uncontrollably popping into

her mind. When she heard his order, she heaved a sigh of relief and went to turn on the light.

The moment the light in the living room was turned on, Colin narrowed his long eyes and looked at

Faye's collar, which had been pulled open by him. He smiled and said to the person on the other end of

the phone, "You said you want to do business with me? What business?"

Faye still wanted to talk with him about Rebecca's matter, so she changed into a pair of slippers in the

hallway, walked to the side sofa, and sat down, waiting patiently.

Colin had a flamboyant personality, and he looked down on the person on the other end of the phone,

so his eyes were full of mockery when he was speaking with a cigarette in his mouth.

Faye glanced at him, lowered her head, and took out her phone to text Rebecca and Tanner, saying,

"You two can go home now. I'll talk with Collin."

Tanner said, "OK."

Rebecca said, "Faye, I am sorry."

Faye typed with her slender and fair-skinned fingers, "How dare you offend him! He can make you live

in hell if he wants."

Rebecca said, "It was a spur of the moment! I have lingering fear now. After all, we all know Colin is a

crazy man! Will he use this excuse to force you to sleep with him?"

Looking at this message, Faye inexplicably wanted to laugh. When she was about to reply, a dark

shadow was suddenly cast on her head.

As she subconsciously looked up, Colin saw the message on the screen of her phone, raised his

eyebrows slightly, and asked, "Do you want to sleep with me?"

Faye was speechless.

Colin smiled slightly, approached her ear, and whispered in a bewitching voice, "Do you want to have a

try? I'm sure you will be satisfied."


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