012 Conditions

'I promise!'

'Ah?!' Annie was astonished, her small mouth wide open in surprise. She nervously told Alexander about this matter, although she didn't really hold much hope. As she spoke nervously about it, Alexander's sharp eyes seemed to penetrate her like X-rays, making her feel somewhat embarrassed. Given her status, making such a request to him was definitely strange! But unexpectedly, Alexander agreed, and he agreed surprisingly straightforwardly!

So now it was Annie's turn to be dumbfounded! 'But I have conditions!' Indeed, he had conditions. Ignoring this, Annie hurriedly nodded as if pounding garlic, anxiously responding, 'I promise you!' Alexander smirked mischievously, leaning against the luxurious leather chair. He lightly swirled the wine in his glass, tapping the armrest of the chair with his other hand, looking at Annie with great interest. 'I haven't even mentioned what my condition is, and you're in such a rush to agree?!' What a silly girl! She believed everything Peter said! Merchants, all merchants are deceitful; no matter how grandly they speak, their aim is nothing but 'profit.' If there's no profit, there's no need to grovel!

Annie was once again stunned, her face flushing red from Alexander's mockery. In reality, she didn't think much about it; as soon as Alexander mentioned conditions, she agreed. Perhaps subconsciously, she felt that this man should be reliable and wouldn't harm her, so she didn't hesitate!

Annie lowered her head, feeling too embarrassed to meet his smiling eyes. He took a sip of wine, and suddenly his gaze turned wicked. 'My condition is that tonight, you will be underneath me!' Annie raised her head, blinked in confusion, not understanding. With a vulgar expression in his eyes, Alexander gestured toward the large bed in the room. Following his gaze, Annie suddenly realized and exclaimed softly, flustered and confused.

Alexander sat comfortably, confident that this naive girl would agree to his terms. Last night, he had tried to have her on top of him, but every time he attempted, she struggled fiercely, crying and screaming, her fair body twisting like a snake, slippery and elusive, always managing to escape his grasp, unwilling to be with him. Seeing her cry made him feel sorry, and he genuinely didn't want to appear too bold and aggressive, so he continued with a position where the man was on top.

However, he really wanted to see her sitting on top of him. That slender waist, fairer and more enticing than a lychee. If it swayed gently, it would probably be as seductive as a water snake. And that shy and timid little face, with tears of emotion, would create such a charming demeanor. Just thinking about it made him feel hot and eager to explode within her.

Now, the opportunity presented itself without him having to force her. How convenient!

At this moment, Alexander was as wicked as a demon specially enticing an ignorant girl, but more like a king who strategized and made decisions from miles away, determining wins and losses at his whim.

Annie is just a university student, a simple little princess nurtured in a greenhouse, where could she be a match for Alexander, who had been through countless battles!

At this moment, Annie's entire body must have turned red because of Alexander's bold proposal. She hung her head, her entwined hands starting to turn faintly white from the strain. However, she couldn't find the words to refuse him. Because the families of those 3,000 employees were still eagerly waiting for her reply!

With Peter's help, Alexander had completely trapped Annie.

With a smirk on his lips, he refilled his glass, stood up, and held the glass to Annie's lips. 'Drink it!' His hoarse voice revealed his burning desire.

Her face seemed to catch fire, and she opened her mouth, drinking from his hand in small sips until there was not a drop of wine left in the glass! Once finished, her face was flushed, her alluring little mouth now puffy and red. He reached out, lifted her chin, indulging in her beauty. She blinked shyly, her enchanting eyelashes fluttering, utterly tempting. Her watery eyes, now tinged with alcohol, appeared even more blurred, like a quiet stream glimmering under the moonlight.

He leaned down and kissed her, tasting the sweet fragrance mixed with the scent of wine. The wine from '72, truly an exceptional taste, especially in her mouth! He got lost in the kiss, like a traveler wandering in the desert, eagerly drinking from her lips as if seeking salvation.

She still wasn't quite used to kissing, trembling shyly in his embrace, slightly evading, feeling at a loss as his tongue skillfully led the way. Being kissed and kissed again, after a while, her consciousness began to drift, her body gradually relaxed. The effects of more than half a glass of red wine slowly took hold, leaving her a bit dazed, and she didn't resist much, stupidly letting him kiss her.

Sensing that she was probably a bit tipsy, he reached out and picked her up. Held in a princess carry, nestled in his arms, she even giggled innocently, seemingly carefree yet undeniably flirtatious, which reddened his eyes. Unexpectedly, by a stroke of luck, a glass of wine turned this little woman into a little enchantress!

Thus, this bed became the stage for his uninhibited behavior. Holding her, doing as he pleased, he greatly admired her slender waist that moved like a water snake and her blushing face...

Even in moments of intensity, she would still cry, shed tears, but her moans had no restraint. Accompanied by her cries, it fueled an insatiable desire, almost driving Alexander insane. A night of debauchery, soaking the sheets, turned Alexander into a lustful beast, nearly leaving nothing of her!

As the eastern sky began to lighten, Alexander glanced at the time, reluctantly finishing, collapsing heavily on her, calming his heavy breaths.

In the future, he'd let her drink a bit more wine; this little woman, when drunk, was simply too bewitching!

Closing his eyes heavily, drifting off to sleep, the only thought swirling in Alexander's mind was this one!