Chapter 10 No.10

Kenneth's pov

The zipper was quickly pulled up, though I did not really want to do anything.

I had to endure it because of the little woman's thoughts.

Anyway, the fish took the bait.

Looking at Chris changing into the black "colored" lace skirt, the style of the skirt is very simple, but the texture is the best. The slim A-line skirt has a layer of gauze at the neckline, and there are some stars on the gauze.

In fact, not everyone goes with black. Many people wear black "color" and look like a whore, but this black dress on her looks elegant and sexy.

Seeing her in a black dress makes me want to hide her from anyone who might touch her.

Chris's Pov

"The president's taste is really good. Although the young lady likes the pink skirt, this black skirt suits her better."

"Yes, the miss's figure is really enviable, and she looks good in everything."

Everyone flattered me. Although I still like the pink skirt, I decided to follow the method I had searched on the internet.

Be obedient and active towards this man and maybe he will be disgusted and let me go.

"OK, just this one. How much is it?" i asked.

"Miss, the president paid."

I frown and unconsciously want to undress, but when I think about it, don't men hate money worshippers?

If I worship money, he'll hate me even more. Suddenly, my eyebrows raise. "Mr. President, you sent this to me? ''Thank you. I have fallen in love with a few others too. Can you give them to me together?"

As soon as I said that, the saleswoman's eyes around me were filled with disdain, but I didn't care at all.

I was secretly rejoicing in my heart, and he would surely resent my behavior.

"Pack all the clothes in the store that fit her."

"Yes, Mr. President."

My face darkened; how could it be otherwise than I had imagined? It's possible I am not active enough and I need to try harder.

I forced myself to smile sweetly. "Thank you, Mr. President." In fact, I wonder what I should do with these clothes. Find a chance and send them to your home?

I saw that Kenneth left an address so they can deliver directly to my apartment building.

The address is floor and number specific, and my heart sinks. Surely this man already knows my exact address.

Looking at the time, I realize it's almost 5:30. Since Kitty and Warren were together, I really didn't want to see them again, so I better take a cab.

"The President, thank you for the clothes you sent me. I have something to attend to, and I must go first."

"I'll send you back."

"No..." I was about to refuse, but then I wanted to answer directly, "OK, so I can save the taxi money."

In this way, in his mind, my image changed from worshipping money to snobbery. Getting rid of this demon is just a matter of time!

Although I followed him obediently, I still feel uncomfortable and keep a great distance from him.

The next step is to create an anthomaniacal and silly image so that he will soon hate me.

When I got to the underground garage, I plucked up the courage to take the man's arm. Kenneth really hated being touched in that way. I should have broken his taboo. Lol.

"Uncle, I suddenly thought you were so handsome!" I tried to remember those anthomaniacal girls.

Kenneth's pov

I lifted the corners of my mouth, not half unhappy at Chris's touch, but secretly a little pleased. I pulled her into my arms and pressed her against the car. "Really, how pretty am I?"

I know she must have read the online instructions because she's so abnormal today. She wants to create an image of money worship and anthomania, which makes me hate her. To be honest, looking at her awkward acting skills, I didn't resent her, but rather find her endearing. Especially when she was trembling holding my arm, she was even more adorable.

She has no idea how seductive she was when she played hard to get.

Chris' Pov

No, I can't be afraid. The more I am afraid, the more the man wants to conquer me.

I cheered myself up in my heart. Instead of pulling away, I took the initiative and nuzzled Kenneth's neck.

"Very pretty." That sentence did not go against my will. He has delicate and deep features of a mixed race.

"Oh..." He grinned, hugged my slender waist, and led me into the car.

My body was thrown into the back seat of the car and my past memories came to mind. My body shook unconsciously and I subconsciously wanted to say no.

Before, I had said no and the man wanted more, so... I now took the initiative and held his waist.

Should an anthomaniac woman take the initiative at this moment instead of fleeing?

"Uncle..." I hesitated to say something angry, and my red lips were locked by his kisses.

My eyes widened and I am already taking action. Why is it different from what I found on the internet?

Don't men hate anthomaniacs and money worshippers?

Am I not active enough?

I have nothing to lose!

I didn't push Kenneth away, I leaned into him and kissed him slowly, but it was different than I imagined. He moved even more violently! My God! What am I going to do?

At that moment, the cell phone rang and I immediately woke up and pushed away the man pressing against my body.

I hurriedly picked up the phone. It was Warren's phone.

"Hello." At this moment, my breathing is very orderly and "chaotic", and even my voice is slightly shaking.

"We should get back." Warren's voice is always lukewarm, just like the routine.

I was about to reply, but the man clinging to me bit my earlobe fiercely.

"Ah..."

"What's wrong?" asked Warren.

"No, nothing. A bug just bit me." I stared at Kenneth and said.

Kenneth then moved even closer, sticking his tongue out and licking my neck, his hands dropped to my breasts, he yanked my bra off and then licked my nipples with his tongues.

I swallowed and bit my lip, trying not to make any strange sounds.

"I'll wait for you in the garage." Warren did not seem too interested in that either.

"No, no, I have already taken a cab. You'd better take Miss Kitty home first. I'll go straight to the Wilson estate." I am not good at lying, and my little face is flushed at the moment.

As I hung up the phone, I saw Warren coming toward the garage with a look, and my face went white with fear. Even though he and I had promised a long time ago not to interfere in each other's personal lives, I subconsciously wanted to hide.