Brent walked quickly to his car. He unbuttoned his shirt and rolled up his sleeves. He felt very hot and sultry.Ryan, who was sitting in the driving seat, looked at him with the corner of his eyebrow raised. “What’s wrong? Did you just get out of the furnace?”“Run the car now!” Brent growled slightly. He scratched his non-itchy head and then increased the temperature of the air conditioner in his car.“That’s weird,” Ryan muttered as he drove the car away from the apartment area.Along the way, Brent felt frustrated. He exhaled many times. This time, it had gone too far. His desires had exploded in his head, and he needed an outlet.“What’s wrong with you?!” Ryan irritably asked back. Brent's inability to sit still quietly annoyed Ryan greatly.He turned his head to the side and looked Brent up and down. He quickly shifted his gaze to the road. “Holy shit! Are you horny right now?”Brent felt like hitting Ryan. “Hurry up! You don’t want to see me masturbating here, do you?”“Damn it

Brent closed his eyes tightly. The scent of Beverley’s body wafted into his nose, and it made him even more unbearable. Finally, his hands went under the blanket and hugged her body from behind.His heart was pounding. Beverley did not react, and it made him feel like an asshole taking advantage of the situation. However, he really couldn’t resist the temptation.Somehow, this felt so challenging to him. He brought his lips to Beverley’s ear and whispered her name softly. She only frowned slightly.Brent became even bolder. He kissed her neck gently. His hands moved up to her chest and touched her supple and plump breasts. It really felt amazing in his hands!He squeezes them gently, and it instantly makes Beverley moan softly. The sound of her moans was so seductive and enticing. Brent felt almost crazy. Was she really unconscious?His hands continued to squeeze it and even tried to twist her nipples. Brent’s lips played on her slender neck. His tongue wildly swept and licked the whit

Brent kissed Beverley on the lips. He bit her bottom lip open. His tongue slipped in and entwined with hers quickly. He sipped and slurped at her sweet mouth.Beverley closed her eyes tightly. Her hands gripped Brent’s arms. Then she shook off the kiss. “Don’t be like this, Brent. It’s not right!”The man looked at her desperately. “I know it shouldn’t be like this.”They stared at each other with a feeling that was hard to explain. Brent held Beverley’s nape and wanted to kiss her again, but they suddenly heard the sound of footsteps approaching.Beverley quickly pushed Brent back, and then she tidied up her own appearance. She folded her wet shirt until, a moment later, the wine house employee serving them appeared.“Mr. and Mrs. Oliver, I’ve heard something has happened to you. I apologize for the inconvenience. Do you need my help?” The employee asked.“No,” Brent replied flatly. He hurried away and returned to his desk.Meanwhile, Beverley did not follow him. She gave her wet shi

“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

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