Lost in You novel Chapter 4
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I never thought that I would meet James again. In this environment, I quickly dodge my eyes and find a more serious man sitting next to each other.
He meets me here, what would he think of me? I hold back my loneliness, and I don't know why I care about the man I have only met.
James squeezes the glass, his eyes are getting more and more fierce. I simply stop looking at him, and flirting with the man sitting next to me.
We have to know everything to do in our business, otherwise we don't even have the ability to escape.
"Sir, do you want to drink?" I try to calm myself own, put on a smile and pick up the glass.
The man smiles, stretches out his hand and hold my glass, and drinks all the red wine.
"Your hands are so tender." His eyes grew hotter under the ambiguous light, and his hands slowly moved down.
"Pop!" Something broken.
"James! What's wrong?" Everyone looks over.
I glance at him hurriedly and find that James's face is dark. It is estimated that he feels angry.
"You." James suddenly stands up, inexplicably angry, "Come with me!"
Everyone looks at us somehow.
"Is this what James fancies?"
"Shut up!" James's eagle-eyed eyes glance at me secretly, "Why not come here?
I restlessly get up and quickly follow him.
He pulls me directly into the men's bathroom.
"What!" I struggle angrily with my hands.
I can’t move in the small and tight space in the toilet, not to mention the guy in front of me is holding my hands on both sides of my body, and my body is close to his.
I could see his anger in his eyes, and his frosty face scares me to shrink my neck.
"Are you a prostitute?" James says uncertainly, her face tight.
I smile charmingly, "Don't you all see it? I'm picking up customers."
James's eyes are a little deeper, but the body is getting tighter and tighter, so tight that I can feel the firm and smooth lines of his body, and the fiery and restless body is presended before me.
He probably wants to fuck me again.
"Sir, you want me?" I stretch my fingers and rub his throat, deliberately groan, making myself behave more like a prostitute.
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