Chapter 624

Chapter 624:

But before Stephen could speak a word, the woman rushed at him as soon as the door shut, wrapping her arms around him and kissing him passionately.

The woman’s kiss was intense and wild, leaving Stephen, though taller, looking unexpectedly vulnerable, almost like a young boy trapped in a corner.

“Humph!”

A muffled sound escaped.

Stephen pushed the woman aside.

She stumbled back a few steps, her lips curled into a wild smile, a streak of blood visible.

“You dare push me?” Wendy wiped the blood off her lips and casually took off her sunglasses, revealing her face.

Though she was in her forties, her skin remained smooth and flawless, with a mature charm that was unmistakable.

“Mrs. Chadwick…”

“Hmm?”

“My queen…” Stephen lowered his gaze. The film star, once noble and graceful, now appeared like a lost child, her vulnerability and broken spirit obvious in her demeanor.

“Come here. Kneel.” Wendy took off her coat and stretched out lazily on the sofa.

Stephen, hesitant to oppose her, stepped forward and slowly knelt, keeping his head bowed the entire time.

Wendy’s smile widened. “Stephen, did you miss last night’s excitement so much that you had to see me again so soon?”

𝙍𝙚𝙖𝙡 𝙘𝙝𝙖𝙥𝙩𝙚𝙧𝙨 ⍰ 𝙜ⲁ𝗅𝗇𝗈ν𝖊𝗅𝘀・𝖼𝗈𝗆

Stephen raised his gaze, looking at Wendy, his face serious and gloomy. “The production team will be doing surprise checks on all guests tonight, so…”

“So you’re asking me not to come over, is that it?” Wendy’s expression grew colder, staring coldly at Stephen. “But wouldn’t it be more thrilling? Picture me hiding in the closet, masturbating while you talk to them… How exciting would that be?”

Stephen’s expression changed, and his voice involuntarily grew louder. “Do you want everyone to witness our disgrace?”

After saying this, he quickly lowered his head, resembling a child who had made a mistake.

Instead of punishing him, Wendy extended her hand toward him. Her fingers lifted his chin, her gaze cold. “Stephen, since when did you start talking back?”

“I wouldn’t dare!” Stephen avoided Wendy’s gaze. “I just think the risk isn’t worth the thrill.”

“And?”

“I invited you here today to make sure you’re satisfied. If you are, then you wouldn’t need to come later tonight, correct?”

Wendy arched an eyebrow, released Stephen, and leaned back on the sofa. She looked at the handsome yet vulnerable man before her as a master would observe a servant.

His obvious vulnerability and helplessness thrilled her, igniting a desire to dominate and devour him completely.

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