"Snap—"
Without any hesitation, Dylan Wellington reached out and pressed the light switch.
The warm-toned soft light instantly filled the entire bedroom.
From where he stood, just a few steps forward on the king-size bed, a suspicious figure was nestled on the bed.
It was a woman, yes, quite evidently.
Her face was deeply buried in the blanket.
From Dylan Wellington’s angle, he could see that the woman had her back to him, clutching the hotel’s white feather quilt in her arms.
A slender, fair leg was casually draped over the blanket, clamping it tightly between her legs.
Because of this position, the nightgown she wore was pulled up high, not to ntion covering her legs, even her cute little butt was half-exposed outside.
Damn—
Dylan Wellington’s body tensed even more, with all his muscles in a state of tension.
Who is this woman!
Where did Daisy find such a woman, whose face he hadn’t even seen, yet she stirred an uncontrollable desire within him.
He even suspected if Daisy had lit so kind of aphrodisiac incense in the room.
But even so, it shouldn’t be possible.
After all, two years ago, the old man couldn’t accept the fact that his grandson was impotent and had once put drugs in his water and locked him up with two gorgeous won in the sa room for 24 hours.
Unfortunately, the end result nearly made the old man vomit blood in anger.
If not for the fact that during his younger days of wildness, a gold-digging woman set him up and left him with Molly,
his old man might have directly taken his sperm to partner with soone for breeding and external fertilization.
Thinking of this, Dylan Wellington’s seductive eyes grew even more bewildering.
Since even drugs couldn’t stir his interest, who exactly was this woman on the bed?
His brows and eyes, tinted with desire, took on a more enchanting appearance.
Dylan Wellington’s gaze was glued intently to that woman, whose skin was glowing like top-grade porcelain.
From top to bottom, he scrutinized her voluptuous and exquisite body back and forth, unable to extricate himself.
Until—
His gaze suddenly locked onto the woman on the bed, exposed from the blanket, with a small segnt of short chestnut hair.
Short hair?
Suddenly, a playful and adorable figure flashed through his mind.
Dylan Wellington suddenly narrowed his eyes, taking large strides quickly to the bedside.
With a swipe of his large hand, he flipped the woman nestled in the blanket over.
A face that overlapped with his mory, tender and adorable, appeared right before Dylan Wellington.
"Director Brown—?"
Dylan Wellington almost swore inwardly.
If it were any other actress or model eager to climb the bed for higher status, it would be understandable. In those mutually beneficial transactions, he has never felt guilty.
But now, lying on the bed was clearly not an intoxicated, seductive staff mber from the crew.
Correction: it was the director of the crew.
The newly erging director for whom he had spent fifteen million dollars signing for three movies.
Dylan Wellington’s gaze beca deep—
He knew that Skye Brown was drunk when she left the hotel.
This matter was very likely a misunderstanding from Daisy, who presumptuously sent Skye Brown to his bed.
From a rational perspective, he never wanted to touch a woman who would lead to unending trouble after getting involved.
At this mont, the wise choice was to leave the king-size bed for Skye Brown and find another room for himself to rest.
But...
Once his gaze was tainted by that charming face, it could no longer be removed by reason.
Not to ntion, she was the first woman in three years who made him ’awaken’.
Even without that.
At this mont, seeing a woman nestled amidst pure whiteness, as if an angel re-descended with purity and sweetness.
anwhile, the now entirely darkened Mr. Wellington.
Had only one desire to pull the angel completely down to earth, to confine her, possess her, to completely make her his own.
For the first ti in three years, he developed an absolute obsession of possession towards a woman.
Dylan Wellington’s seductive eyes narrowed slightly.
Mr. Wellington undressed piece by piece, revealing a tall and robust body.
He leaned down, enclosing the sweet, delectable little figure on the king-size bed.
The night was still long...
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