Sweet Wife: Congratulations, Mr. President

Chapter 8: Be My Woman

Translator: Larbre Studio

Editor: Larbre Studio

He smiled, because she was wrong.

Her body was what he wanted, and he wanted it even more after the night before.

He stepped forward and pushed her against the door. “I’m waiting for you to climb onto my bed.”

“Don’t even think about it.” Gu Xiaoran had nothing left other than her tiny bit of dignity in front of him. “I’d rather be with a pig or a dog than to be with a beast like you.”

She didn’t want to lose it.

He wasn’t angry at all no matter how she cursed him, “Haven’t you already done it with me last night—”

His eyes fell on her pink lips that were slightly apart as he caressed her soft figure, and her body reacted quickly.

“You …” Gu Xiaoran was furious.

The angrier she got, the deeper the smirk he had on his face. He patted her face and said, “Go get some rest, Han Ke is saving his face. He wouldn’t have time to pick on you before the end of the engagement ceremony.”

Gu Xiaoran pushed his hand away, “I don’t need you to tell me what to do.”

He chuckled, and a flash of evil appeared in his dark eyes. “I really like the feeling of being inside you. Since you don’t want to rest, why don’t we…”

His hand slowly traveled downward.

His action once again angered her. Unable to bear with it anymore, she raised her hand and wanted to slap him in the face.

The moment her palm touched it, she was grabbed by the wrist.

She narrowed her eyes and bent her fingers as her sharp nails scratched his handsome face. Three scratches immediately appeared on his good-looking features.

Soon, blood started seeping out.

He raised his hand to wipe it away, and there was coldness in his eyes. “You’re full of energy, looks like you don’t need to rest.”

Gu Xiaoran suddenly had a bad feeling about it. She turned, wanting to open the door behind her.

But he held her hands tightly, and she was dragged away from the door.

The rest lounge was luxuriously decorated, with a large velvet sofa in the middle.

He threw her on the big sofa and didn’t give her the chance to get up. He pinned her down with one hand, and lifted the hem of her gown with the other.

God, he had to be crazy to do that at her engagement ceremony!

“Mo Qing, stop it, or I’m going to shout.”

He smiled indifferently, “I don’t mind Han Ke seeing his fiancee having a great time with me.”

Gu Xiaoran gasped and struggled desperately.

“Struggle harder, the more you move, the more excited I am, and the more satisfied I will be.” There was fire in his eyes.

Gu Xiaoran was stunned.

Although she had had a painful experience the night before, it had been dark and he couldn’t have seen much. But now, her beautiful curves were right before his eyes, and it was a fatal temptation.

Gu Xiaoran was ashamed and angry. No matter how stubborn and unyielding she was, her hands and feet were restrained by him. There was nothing she could do and there was no way she could fight back.

“That’s enough, Mo Qing. I’m engaged, you can’t touch me anymore.”

Engaged?

His eyes were suddenly cold.

Yes, he had wanted her to agree to Han Ke.

He wanted to let her know that everything she did was futile.

No matter where or who she was, she could never escape from him.

She had to do whatever he wanted her to do.

He could call off her so-called marriage any time.

She could only be his woman.

But when he had seen her hold Han Ke’s arm and step on the red carpet like a happy woman, he had become jealous and even regretted his original decision.

“If I could get you engaged with him, I can also make you leave him. Gu Xiaoran, your marriage is nothing to me.”