Chapter 371
My Wife is a Hacker
But aller such a long time, no one was coming after him. Perhaps that woman was not someone powerful Even the Mount Daytonna race club, which definitely had a video of him wanting to hurt someone, remained quiet. It seemed that they had made a calculated decision and knew which side they could not offend.
Solomon leaned back triumphantly and was itching to have fun again. So he had come to this club, which he frequently patronized. After all, she was such a beauty, he could not control his desire for her.
He thought it would be nice to find out who she was. He sighed Hearing the sigh of the man who was holding hers in his arms for the hundredth time, an emotion flashed in her eyes She coquettishly blinked at Solomon, and her fingers slowly drew circles on his chest.
âWhat are you sighing about? Why donât you tell me?â she asked.
Solomon glanced at her. This woman had found favor with him, and so he always looked for her whenever he came. He quickly grabbed her soft hand that she used to tease him on his chest. He held it in his hand and said sincerely, âHow can I not be happy with you by my side?â
She instantly knew that he did not want to talk about it.
The woman was smart not to ask any more questions She looked at Solomon with a smile and persuaded him to keep drinking.
Hearing her soft, teasing voice, Solomonâs heart almost melted. He had finished two bottles of whiskey, his face red, eyes unfocused, and his hands started to grope around blatantly.
He looked at the woman in front of him, but she seemed to have changed into the beauty who smiled at him yesterday Solomon was drooling for her.
Staring at the beauty whom he had been dreaming all night, he lost control of himself, opening his mouth that smelled of alcohol as he could not wait to kiss her. His face, which looked somewhat prim usually, became extremely smutty.
âBeauty, come here. Let me loss you,â he said.
The woman looked at the delirious man and smiled even more broadly. She started to play hard to get, blocking his groping hand while muttering something seductive. âWe have a new arrival. Do you want to try it?â the woman said.
âHuh, new arrival?
The drunk Solomon looked at the âbeautyâ in front of him and let out a couple of obscene laughs, âThen you and I. okay?â
The woman did not say yes or no, but plenty stretched outlier hand to fan herself and whispered, âWhy is it so hot here?â
She then tore the thin clothes on her shoulders will no hesitation, exposing her smooth, fair skin. No way Solomon could resist this temptation. He pounced on her, but the woman was quick to react, bouncing a step back, just in time to avoid his prab She then laughed softly âDonât you want to try it, SolomonSolomonâs mind was completely controlled by alcohol and his desire He looked at the sexily dressed âbeautyâ in front of him and swallowed hard âGive it to me! Give it to me?â he said The woman slowly approached him, took a pink little bottle from between her fingers, and poured all the liquid into Solomonâs wineglass She swirled it and looked at the man in front of her with a beautiful smile âDrink it.â
Solomon eagerly knocked back, not noticing that the smile on the womanâs face had vanished.
She looked icy, with a hint of hatred and relief flashing across her face She then took his hand and walked him toward the door of the private lounge Solomon now had fallen into a psychedelic trance