“Let’s try again,” Brent said without taking his attention off the woman in front of him.Beverley looked angrily at the man. However, now they were in the center of the room. If she made a scene, it would attract the attention of many people.Finally, she placed her hands on Brent’s shoulders again. She gave the man a sharp look. “Don’t mess around, Brent,” she said warningly.This time, Brent became more serious. He refrained from doing anything bad to Beverley.They went back to dancing to the music. After a few rounds, Beverley could finally keep up with Brent. She was happy that she could finally dance well enough.A while later, the dance was finally over. People enjoyed their wine while chatting and joking. Some people also used the event to build business relationships.Meanwhile, Beverley ran off to the toilet after finishing her dance with Brent. She didn’t want Michael to ask her to do anything else that would bring her closer to Brent.She accidentally bumped into Emma. Th
Beverley woke up in the morning with a throbbing head. She held her head as she looked around. Memories of last night, when she was drunk, instantly flooded her head.“OH MY!!!”She immediately covered her face in shame. Her face turned bright red. Last night’s memory was not that detailed, but she remembered some things.How could she do that? She tried to rip off her dress in front of Brent, leading him to touch her breasts, and even with her own hands, she opened the hem of her dress to reveal her panties!“Stupid, stupid, stupid!”Beverley hit herself in the head several times in anger. “Why would I do that? Why would I be drunk? Why would I... Arrgghhh!”She buried her head in the pillow. He had always been wary of Brent, but she acted boldly last night. How was she going to deal with Brent after this?Suddenly, the door to the room opened, and Brent stepped in. His brow immediately furrowed at the sight of Beverley bent over with her ass up while burying her face in the pillow.
This morning, Beverley was cooking in the kitchen with Aunt Daisy when suddenly someone rang the doorbell. “Who is it?” She asked curiously.Edward, who happened to have just come down from upstairs, went to open the front door. His expression turned stiff when he saw who was coming.“Where’s Brent?” the guest asked.The old man answered quietly, “Mr. Oliver hasn’t come down yet, Miss Hale.”Natalie smiled. “Very well. I’ll meet him upstairs then,” she said as she stepped inside. She didn’t need Edward’s approval, as she was used to going in and out of the house whenever she wanted.The butler sighed as he watched Natalie walk up the stairs. Once she was out of sight, he galloped to the kitchen.“That woman came again,” he said to Aunt Daisy and Beverley.“Who do you mean, Edward?” Beverley immediately asked.“Who else if not Miss Hale?”Beverley’s expression instantly changed when she heard that name. She had a feud with Natalie that would be difficult to reconcile. Her arrival only m
Beverley, in front of the dressing table, grumbled while applying powder to her face. She still felt annoyed with Natalie, who was about to slap her.“Is it just because she’s a model that she can call me a lowly woman?”“If Brent didn’t stop her earlier, and I really got slapped, I’d love to slap her back in the face.”She smiled coldly. “Being able to slap a model would be very satisfying.”At that moment, the bedroom door suddenly opened. Beverley immediately turned around and saw Brent standing in the doorway. What did that man come here for?She snorted, then ignored him and just continued her dressing up by picking up some lip balm. As she was applying the lip balm to her lips, Brent suddenly asked, “Are you still hurt by Natalie’s words?”Beverley rolled her eyes. “You think? Your girlfriend is really great,” she quipped.“You’re also great for snooping around and eavesdropping on other people’s arguments.” Brent quipped back, which instantly made Beverley’s face flush with emb
“Beverley!”Brent’s shout startled Beverley, who seemed to pull her from her subconscious. She immediately opened her eyes and saw the man sitting up while gazing at her.“What’s wrong?” she asked in a hoarse voice.“What’s your problem?” Brent asked while staring at her chest.Beverley immediately noticed her hand holding her bra under her t-shirt. Her eyes widened. She quickly pulled her hand out. “Brent, I....”“You’re turning right and left and can’t stop moving. How do you think I’ll be able to sleep?”Beverley bit her lip awkwardly. She usually slept without wearing a bra. Even if she wore one, it had to be the right size for her breasts.Tonight she was wearing the new bra Brent’s men had bought her during their stay in Hawaii. They bought her several sizes.She thought it would fit this time too since she hadn’t felt too small or tight before. But it turned out that she couldn’t wear it for too long. It was too pressing.“It’s too small, Brent,” she whispered in embarrassment.
Brent gritted his teeth. Then he placed Beverley’s hand on his cock. The touch felt so warm and soft.He guided Beverley’s hand to move to satisfy him. She was very stiff and seemed to have never, or perhaps rarely, done so. This made him feel happy.“Is this your first time?” he asked while stifling a growl.“Uhm... not really. I mean, I was a stupid teenage girl once too,” Beverley said with embarrassment.“So a guy once fooled you into shaking his cock? Oh, faster, Bev,” Brent whispered while stifling his moans.Beverley’s face heated up at the sound of Brent’s sexy voice. She couldn’t imagine his expression right now. Perhaps the man would look very seductive and voluptuous at this moment of burning lust.She awkwardly accelerated her hand movements. Brent growled at the pleasure that ran through the nerves in his body. His hands roamed Beverley’s body and returned to squeezing her breasts.“Brent, not again,” Beverley whispered.Brent finally let go of the squeeze. He touched Bev
Brent and Beverley finally arrived at the building where the wedding party was held. It was a huge and luxurious building. The guests were all from prestigious circles.“Stay close to me,” Brent whispered to Beverley. He took her hand intimately.Beverley nodded while clutching her clutch bag. She had returned Brent’s suit because she thought he looked too casual to wear just a shirt. However, that seemed to be a mistake.Many of the male guests were secretly eyeing Beverley with indecent looks. They were not only attracted by her status as Brent Oliver’s wife but also by her beauty and body.Brent was not blind to the situation. He snorted in displeasure and grumbled inwardly. His hands protectively hugged her waist closer.They walked to meet the newlywed couple, who had just undergone a wedding procession this afternoon. The groom, Anthony, was Brent’s business partner, while the bride was not in the business world.“Oh, Mr. Oliver, I’m so glad to see you,” Anthony said as he hugge
“Is it here?” Brent caressed Beverley’s red lips. From that close position, he could smell the soapy scent of her body.“No.” Beverley immediately caught the man’s hand. “He seems to hate you,” she said softly.“I know.” Brent was not bothered. He had long known how much Billy Mason hated him. However, the more the man hated him, the more he wanted to bully him.“Where did he touch you, Beverley?” Brent gritted his teeth. He wanted to know which part of Beverley’s body Billy had touched.The woman gave him a complicated look. “Why do you want to know?”“Because I want to erase it.”He kissed Beverley directly on the lips. His fingers combed and kneaded her hair as he closed his eyes. She shook her head and broke the kiss.“Brent, I told you it wasn’t my lips! He didn’t kiss me!” Beverley exclaimed in annoyance. She climbed onto the bed and lay curled up with her back to Brent. She also pulled the covers up to cover her entire body.Brent snorted. “Then he must have touched other, more