Chapter 3
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"Baby, don't be afraid. I have always been gentle to a beauty like you."
Louis noticed that Julieanna didn't want to, so he exerted more force on his hand on her waist. He practically dragged her along to the lounge the entire time.
The lounge and its nearby area were very private. When one of the waiters saw Louis and Julieanna, the waiter closed the door and exited.
The door of the suite had just opened, and Julieanna was pushed against the door by Louis, and then she was enveloped by his disgusting, pungent smell.
Julieanna turned her face sideways, and his kiss landed on her cheek. Then he went down.
Louis was both strong and experienced. He easily grabbed Julieanna's hands and was about to get his hands under her clothes.
"Baby, you turn me on."
Julieanna gritted her teeth and struggled with all her might, but Louis was still being handsy.
"Stop it... We are in the lounge..."
"Relax. We won't be disturbed."
Louis grinned in a low voice. After both warning and flirting with her, he stuck out his disgusting tongue and used it to lick her neck gently.
Julieanna threw up her head to avoid his kiss, and her tears fell uncontrollably.
She thought, good for you, Adam. You turn a blind eye to me simply as that.
Click!
Julieanna's pupils dilated. She could tell that Louis had reached behind her and unbuttoned her bra with his cold hands easily.
"Be good. I'll be gentle..."
She thought, no way! Absolutely not!
Julieanna screamed, and somehow she suddenly became brave. She bit Louis on the shoulder!
Louis was dumbfounded. He quickly released her and backed away, cursing in French.
"You f*****g b***h! You're doomed!"
He reacted, covered his shoulder, and was about to kick Julieanna.
Julieanna slumped to the ground. Instead of dodging, she suddenly raised her head.
"Mireya..."
Louis stopped and narrowed his eyes. He squatted down, grabbed her neck, and pulled her in front of him.
"What did you say?"
"Mr. Calvo, you have a crush on Ms. Pruitt, right?" Julieanna swallowed, ran her trembling fingers through the loose hair, and smiled sideways at the disgusting man in front of her.
Louis licked his teeth and suddenly grinned. He gripped Julieanna's neck tighter and said coldly, "So what? She is as ungrateful as you are, and both of you need a lesson."
Julieanna pursed her lips and raised her head to look at Louis. Her eyes were watery as she said, "Crushes are for couples only. It's not necessary for a fling."
Louis' eyes lit up. He got her hint and asked, "You can help me get her?"
Julieanna's lips trembled slightly. "Ms. Pruitt is going back to Washington, D.C. soon. I'm sure she will come to the Pruitt Group after that. I can offer to welcome her."
"Why should I believe you?" Louis looked skeptical.
"Ms. Pruitt is Mr. Pruitt's aunt, the lady of the Pruitt family, and the apple of her father's eye." Julieanna pursed her lips and pulled up her collar. Then she said calmly, "Aren't these worth the risk of trusting me for once?"
"Aren't you afraid there might be consequences for helping me plot against Adam's aunt?" Louis examined Julieanna's face.
"If it were for Mr. Pruitt, I wouldn't have had to be here," Julieanna's face darkened, and she said expressionlessly.
Louis had a meaningful expression and suddenly laughed.
"Alright then! I'll let you off the hook this time!"
Julieanna let out a sigh of relief.
In the next second, he pulled her into his arms again, and his voice rang out again, sounding the same as a snake sticking out its tongue.
"If you dare to lie to me, I swear, I'll put you through utter misery."
...
Adam was in a black commercial car.
The driver glanced back in the mirror. Adam had drunk a lot of wine and was dozing off with his eyes closed and a deep frown, engulfed in an oppressive aura.
"Mr. Pruitt, Ms. Seymour..."
Adam opened his eyes. His dark eyes were very gloomy, and his lips were pressed down. "She won't come out."
"Then we..."
"Drive." Adam's tone suddenly became heavier, mixed with coldness.
The driver did not dare to disobey Adam. Just as he was about to start the car, he suddenly saw a slender figure walk out of the hotel.
"Mr. Pruitt, it's Ms. Seymour."
Adam paused a bit and looked out of the window with a sharp gaze. He quickly fixated on the familiar figure approaching under the light.
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