Next time?

The black sea of his eyes rippled slightly. Seeing the woman's curvaceous figure, he felt strangely tense in his body. He was very proud of his self-restraint, but that principle had been broken since last night.

The tender-skinned little woman before him was as lovely and delicate as a china doll. Without makeup, her face presented itself with purity and elegance.

Her countenance was not flirtatious or seductive, but it made his gaze linger on it.

He bent slightly and moved his lips close to her ears. His voice was cool, "You can't afford to play an adults' game."

Larissa blushed with embarrassment and frustration. When she looked up at him, she saw a helpless woman clearly in his black pupils.

She clenched her fists, with steely stubbornness in her eyes. "Mr. Lake, what makes you think I can't afford to play? Didn't we... play it last night? I'm going to be 20 in three months. I'm an adult! I know what I'm doing!"

"As long as you help me, I... I can satisfy your need whenever..."

Her face flushed red. She tried but failed to say those sexually explicit words.

She knew she was trading with her own body – the most shameless thing in her life. She was begging a stranger to make her his mistress!

But she had no other choices!

She had not only lost her father but been expelled by University J. If she didn't do so, if she didn't cling to this man, if she didn't grasp this last chance...

Then she would get completely in the mire, lose hope for the future, and be imprisoned in the darkness of hell.

Compared with her freedom, her body didn't matter much to her! There was no substantial difference between sleeping with a man once and 100 times!

Gently, Glen held her head with his big hand. While she was off guard, he landed a warm kiss on her tender lips, brushing them softly and carefully like an artist...

It was a brief moment of sweetness. He didn't linger on it or ask for more.

"Achoo– "

She gave several sneezes at a time. When she lowered her head and rubbed her nose, she finally realized how disheveled she was...

Why did she stand before him this way? Under the thin shirt, there was nothing else at all!

Just then, Glen looked down at her clean naked feet. Immediately, he carried her in his arms, walked to the sofa, and sat down.

The awkward posture and close contact made her flush instantly. She could only get her legs together, trying not to expose too much.

"M-Mr. Lake... could you please let me down?" She put her hands against his chest.

Glen ignored her words and brushed her tender cheek with a finger. "Pack up your things after you go home and move into my villa after a few days."

Her eyes lit up. "So, so you agree? You'll help me, right?"

All of a sudden, she felt a lump in her throat!

Since her father died, she had been as if abandoned on a deserted island surrounded by a boundless sea without any driftwood to grasp.

But now, she had support, strength, and confidence. She wouldn't fear that woman and her daughter anymore!

Just then, Glen's phone rang. He put her on the sofa before answering the phone.

A minute later, he looked somewhat serious. After hanging up the phone, he stroked her hair gently. "There's an emergency in the company. I have to go over there now. As for you..."

She blinked her bright eyes and said excitedly with an innocent smile, "I'll go home and pack up my luggage now. I know where your villa is. I'll go over there by taxi after a while!"

Glen was rendered speechless. Hadn't he said it was "after a few days"?

How eager was this woman to live with him?