บททั้งหมดของ Awakening the Billionaire's Lust: บทที่ 31 - บทที่ 40

The cottage had an underground garage, but when Brent moved in it became a basement and the entrance from the backyard was closed off. Yesterday Brent had someone come to clear the backyard of weeds, but he didn't ask them to do anything with the area because it was unnecessary.Even if a thief was going to steal something, he wouldn't choose this place to do it, let alone in broad daylight.So who could it be?Brent's eyes snapped open and he pressed '911' on the dialpad.His thumb hovered over the dial button and he steered his wheelchair as slowly as possible towards the spot. The slight rustle of the wheels over the weeds adds a certain tension to the quiet atmosphere around him.The knot in Brent's throat rolled, and the darkness in his eyes deepened the closer he got.That's it , until he saw a slender, familiar back in the patch of weeds that was over a man's height.The line on the back of his shoulders slackened and he locked his phone screen."What are you doing?""Sir?!"He

"I think you know what I'm going to say, don't you?" Ms Simona looked at Hermosa and said sincerely, "Perhaps you remember Brent getting a delivery on his birthday that was actually a gift we sent him.""He never accepted anything from us before, let alone contacted us. But now he's changed and he's even reaching out to friends and colleagues from the past, and the news has kept me awake for nights. You are his saviour as far as I'm concerned, Hermosa.""Hermosa, please, bring our son out of his despair. I will give you anything you want if Brent gets better."Simona's words were more earnest and more like a knife in Hermosa's heart than any other. She didn't respond to her request in the end, but Ms Simona no doubt took her silence as a tacit acknowledgement and left in relief.Hermosa watched her fading back, feeling nothing but numbness in her hands and feet and, with them, a numbing pain in her chest.Most of the world's events were like the mockery and irony of creation, but none

It wasn't until she woefully out of Brent's bedroom that Hermosa vaguely understood why things had turned out the way they had.Sir did not get hard.It wasn't that she hadn't done enough herself, but ......As much as Hermosa didn't want to believe it, she couldn't find any other reason to explain the situation at hand.For a moment, Hermosa's compassion heart for Brent overwhelmed her, and she wanted to go in and hug Brent, but then she thought that even her own existence seemed tiresome enough right now.Not to mention all the times she had made cruel sexual tease in front of Brent before.How stupid could she have been to choose to 'repay' him in this way?She doesn't think he ever wanted to see her again.Embarrassed, Hermosa fled to her room, her lust rising untimely the moment she closed the door.She was wet again, leaning her back against the wall and clenching her legs in impatience.She really hated this body of hers, yearning for touch, stimulation, and invasion at a time w

Hermosa could not get to the point of orgasm, no matter how much she had tortured herself, but now it came so easily with a look from Brent. Her mind went blank for a moment, her whole body shuddering in comfort, and her overly engorged labia and pussy opening spasming and flushed crimson."Haah...Uugh.. Aaah...haah ......"The aftermath of her orgasm left Hermosa panting like a fish out of water with her head thrown back.The moment the thoughts of shame and panic came flooding back she woefully covered for her still spasming flesh hole, only to hear Brent's voice."Don't cover it.""Sir ......" Hermosa wondered for a moment why Brent had come in so suddenly. All she knew was that she was being seen by Sir as she stroked there, and that her dress was completely soaked, turning translucent and clinging to her body, reflecting the outline of her black lingerie. Her eyes revealed an uneasy panic. Her hot trousers slid down her smooth calves and onto the floor. Her face burned as red as

"I ......"Hermosa was momentarily speechless.Yes, that comment was her own. It was true that she didn't care about it, but Brent obviously just minded it.Last night Brent's lower half seemed to be responding a little, his body showing good signs of recovery. What an exciting thing for a man to see. Today his brow is showed definitely more relaxed.It seemed that what Maggie had said worked, and if she picked up where she left off, wouldn't it be soon ......"Sir, you're ...... tonight.""Don't you go to work tonight."Hermosa's words were barely out of her mouth when Brent interrupted. With a start, she saw the man put down the glass in his hand and look at himself seriously, "Change your job, I can ask a friend to find you a position that suits you, or if you don't want that you can find your own way or simply take some time off.""I ......"Hermosa's mind went blank for a moment.Sir had been really good to her.Although Hermosa had become more and more certain of this knowledge