No One But You

Chapter 31 How Long Have You been In There

I went back to Calvin's villa, but he wasn't there.

The smell of Sichuan hot pot still reverberated in the restaurant. Lucy said she kept all the hot pot

ingredients in the refrigerator at noon and we can have them at night.

I had no appetite. It was the first time I said I would skip dinner and go back to my room to sleep.

Calvin had not come back. When I woke up, it was already midnight.

It was very quiet. I got out of bed and went to open the door.

His room was next to mine. I want to know if he had come back.

Suddenly, from the far end of the corridor, his voice rang out, "Looking for me?"

It scared me. There was a light in the hallway, or I'd be scared to death.

I looked over and saw him standing there with his hands in his pockets. I could smell the mixture of

alcohol and powder on him from a long distance.

I knew where he had gone with thinking.

I chuckled. I was not his wife. It was none of my business where he went.

"Not now." I turned to go back to my room.

Suddenly he came up to me, took me by the wrist and pulled me in front of him, with his lips choking

me before I could see the expression on his face.

His lips had the subtle astringency of red wine and the complex aroma.

By the warm light in the hallway, I could even see half of the lipstick of the most popular color on his

white shirt collar.

His kisses raged with encroachments, and the feeling made me uncomfortable.

I struggled for a moment, pushing his chest with both hands, but it was in vain in front of his large, full

chest.

"Mr. Knight, see clearly, am I the one you want?" I squeezed a fragmentary word between our lips.

He did not lift his eyes, holding my chin with one hand, looking at me angrily, “I'm not that drunk."

He was close to me, and the complex perfume hung under my nose. I never wore perfume myself, so I

hated all the chemical mixes.

“Don't kiss me with the smell of other women!” I managed to push him away with all my might, and fell

back a few paces against the hallway wall, which was covered with a dazzling array of dark gold

wallpaper that had natural warmth, but which made my back feel cold.

He gasped, with one hand resting on the wall next to my cheek, the other slowly unbuttoning the button

of his white shirt.

I looked at him coldly, to see if he would strip himself naked in the hallway.

Fortunately, he just undid a few of his collar buttons, with his hands stopped on his third button, “Today

there were three women want to untie my third button."

"Are you showing off that a woman wants to sleep with you?" I did not know he was so childish,

besides, he did not need to show off with me, “If you are a little bit whiter with more compassion, you

are tang monk flesh, every White Bone Demon wants to eat you."

“You mean all the other women are White Bone Demons, except you?" He squinted at me through his

hair.

He usually wore his hair up to show his firm forehead, but today he did not.

His shaggy bangs covered his eyebrows and one eye, adding to the confusion of his handsome face.

He looked angry, but I didn't think I had offended him.

As a canary, I had a very difficult life. I had offended my owner even if I was sleeping alone at home.

His hand against the wall was crooked, with fingers long enough to run through my hair and touch my

cheek.

His flirtatious, contemptuous gestures made me very uncomfortable.

I resist my impulse to whip him, caught his fingers touching me with one of my hands, “You seem not to

get satisfied in red-light district. And you now come back to find comfort in me this pregnant woman?"

"Don't tease me. Do you think I can't do anything to you?" Suddenly he bent down and picked me up

and went to his room.

I was so familiar with this operation.

So I didn't resist at all, shriveling up in his arms.

He had drunk a good deal in the evening and seemed to have lost his strength.

He walked into his room and put me straight on the sofa.

Before I could sit up, he rolled over and pinned me down.

He was only on my upper body, and as for the lower belly he was careful to keep his body suspended.

He was not drunk, and he still had one hundredth of a percent of reason left.

I didn't bother to ask him what annoyed him from me. He seemed moody.

But I was not easy to mess with, so I pull my phone out of my pajamas pocket, open up my Taobao

browsing history, and put it in front of him.

He was dazed, squinting his beautiful eyes for a quick glance from top to bottom on my phone.

He didn't understand, so I told him directly, "I bought the latest anti-wolf spray today, and now it is in the

process of mailing. I also specially chose SF Express, and it will arrive tomorrow without any accident."

He squinted at me. His lips were unnatural red in the slightly white light of the room, like lipstick stains

from a passionate kiss with a woman.

I wish I had the spray in my hand right now, and I could spray it right in his pretty face. NôvelDrama.Org holds text © rights.

"Do you think I'm a Wolf? What kind of Wolf?" He snorted, and suddenly buried himself in my throat

and bit my earlobe hard.

My earlobes were sensitive, and he bit it with a bit of force. I shivered a little, and anger rose from the

bottom of my heart.

I couldn't help but raise my hand and hit him in the face. He was faster than I was and, even when

drunk, he had a quick reflexes. He grabbed my wrist and said, "Price."

“What?"

“You're stupid, Josephine. With a brain as clever as yours, I only have to say the first part of the

sentence, you would know the second." He seemed to lose interest. He rolled off me and sat down on

the couch next to me. "Aren't you very fond of money? You can give birth to a baby for ten million. How

much to sleep with you for one night?"

"I won't sell it tonight. I'll sell it when I was in good mood. I will sell it for one cent when I would like to,

but if I don't want to sell it, you can have it for thousands."

I sat up to straighten my messy neckline, and I noticed that some of his scent was on my clothes.

"How many women did you touch tonight?" I looked sideways at him, with my elbows on my knees, my

cheeks in my palms, looking cute among fierce.

"How many? Is that all I am in your eyes?"

"If only one woman smelled like this, she would have poured a whole bottle of perfume on herself." I

sneezed and almost spit out my mouth.

I had to go to my room, take a bath and change clothes, otherwise I couldn't sleep with any scent of an

unknown woman on me.

No sooner had I stood up than he caught me by the wrist. "If you won't sell it tonight, give me for free."

I was no match for his strength, and I'd always been a good judge of time.

"Which woman makes Mr. Knight so unhappy? Three or four women are not enough for you, and you

still come back here to find me this pregnant woman. I just want to give you a baby safely, but you

mistreat me?"

He gave me a sidelong glance, with his expression softening a little.

"It sounds like a good idea to give birth to my baby."

“Well, as you like.”