After Dirvorce I become a SheEO by Vada Weeks

Chapter 751

After Dirvorce I become a SheEO Chapter 751

Chapter 751 Bully the Homeless Gigolo

“Lincoln! Please let go of me first! I… I forgot to wear my bra because I was in a hurry to go out…”

She had driven here, wearing a thick and oversized down jacket, making it impossible to tell. Lincoln gazed at her

blushing face and raised an eyebrow, with no intention of letting go. “I understand.”

Zayla was surprised and asked with confusion, “What… What do you know?” Why hadn’t he let go of her hand yet?

In the next moment, a glint of amusement flashed across his deep eyes as he leaned closer and lightly brushed his

thin lips on hers. “I know… that I made you very anxious.”

He gazed at her calmly, just like a fierce wolf that, after a day of lurking and hunting, had its prey delivered straight

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to its doorstep.

At this moment, he definitely wanted to take a good look at his “spoils of war”.

Later, he would savor her completely. In the end, he couldn’t bear it anymore. His long fingers climbed up her

nightgown and unbuttoned it skillfully button by button. Zayla stared blankly, wanting to grasp his hand but finding

herself firmly restrained by him. One-handed unbuttoning with such familiarity? Did he secretly practice?

Also, how was he able to multitask like that? When all the buttons were undone, his warm palm held onto her

slender waist, seeming to understand her thoughts. “You’re also multitasking, aren’t you, Zayla?”

Zayla was startled and immediately replied, “Me? Not at all! My hands… haven’t touched anything!” “Are you

sure?” She nodded repeatedly.

Hearing her response, Lincoln laughed lightly and loosened his tie with one hand, revealing his black shirt. On his

perfect physique, she had left countless marks that were plainly visible and impossible for her to deny.

“Don’t know which animal’s paw print this is?” He looked down, his eyes glimmering slightly and his eyebrows

raised, hinting at her.

Zayla’s face turned bright red. She certainly remembered those particular marks. She never thought… she could

multitask to this extent. Ahem, ahem…

She grabbed one side of the blanket and wrapped herself tightly in it. Then, to avoid leaving any more marks on Mr.

Nash, sleep on that side today.”

He followed her finger’s direction, which pointed towards the curved sofa. He pressed his tongue against his cheek

and slowly asked, “I spend money on a hotel room but can’t even sleep in a bed?”

“Ms. Vargas thinks that because the hotel is yours, you can bully the poor homeless gigolo?” His words carried a

hint of grievance and accusation? Listening carefully, it seemed like she was the ultimate villain?

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OK!

Then she would be a villain to the end! Zayla nødded firmly. “That’s right, who told you to be my kept gigolo? You

have to sleep on the sofa tonight!”

“I understand.” His expression was inscrutable, and Zayla couldn’t figure it out.

He squinted his eyes and walked from the foot of the bed to the side. “Get me a pillow.” Zayla agreed. She handed

him the pillow. But who knew…

Taking advantage of receiving the pillow, he suddenly pulled her into his arms and lifted her up without any

explanation.

“Lincoln!”

Her slender legs dangled in the air, but she couldn’t shake free. The pillow fell to the floor. He carried her towards

the sofa. “What’s the matter? Is the sugar mommy dissatisfied?” he asked knowingly.

Zayla retorted angrily, “Satisfied? What do I have to be satisfied with?” He confidently replied, “You said to sleep on

the sofa, and I’m cooperating. Aren’t you satisfied?”