Chapter 251 Got back
The two got back into the car.
Alana fastened her seatbelt and glanced curiously at Stephan. “Why are we heading back so soon?”
Stephan replied with a straight face, “I’m getting hard. I couldn’t stand it anymore.”
Stephan glanced at her. “What’s wrong? Don’t you want to go back?”
Alana thought to herself, I just don’t want to go back so soon to get fucked.
Stephan curled the corner of his lip nonchalantly. “We’ve got business to attend to tonight. If you still want to hang out with them, I’ll bring you back next time they organize a gathering.”
Alana closed her eyes for a moment; sometimes she really didn’t want to understand what he was saying.
She deliberately changed the subject. “By the way, I won so many rounds for you tonight. How much did we actually win?”
“I don’t know. At a guess... probably a few hundred million.”
Alana’s hand trembled violently. She looked at Stephan, her clear almond-shaped eyes filled with disbelief. “How... how much?”
She hadn’t misheard, had she?
A few hundred million?
Seeing Alana’s shocked reaction, Stephan thought to himself, “I almost forgot...my girlfriend is the kind of woman who has to pay him back in five installments for a dress that costs fifty thousand.”
A few hundred million...that was simply too astronomical a figure for her.
He cleared his throat and toned it down a bit. “Just kidding. It’s probably a few millions.”
Alana gasped.
Jokes aside, but a few millions was still a ton of money, wasn’t it?!
She never would have guessed that Stephan’s friends...every single one of the would be this rich.
Could it be... that they were all second, third or even fourth-generation rich kids? Do they all come from wealthy families?
Then Stephan... wasn’t he even richer than them?
But back to the point.
She blinked her beautiful eyes,
hesitating for less than a second.
“Um, could you give me a cut of that hard-earned money?”
After all, she had played a part in the several million he’d won.
“I’m not asking for much, just a third, no, a fifth would be enough,”
Stephan glanced at her, and she stared at him with wide, hopeful eyes, her gaze betraying her unhidden anticipation.
“You want some?”
She nodded. “Mm-hmm, I do!”
No one would turn down money.
She was just an ordinary person, earning only a few thousand dollars a month, so she knew all too well how hard it was to make a living.
The millions Stephan had won tonight were likely more than she could earn in a lifetime of hard work.
Stephan curved his lips and seized the moment to say, “Alright, if you do exactly as I say tonight, I’ll give you all the money I won.”
“Huh?!”
Wait, was he taking advantage of the situation?!
Her cheeks flushed slightly, and the tips of her ears burned. “You... want me to think it over...”
Stephan raised an eyebrow. “Is there really anything to think about?”
“A few millions in a single night...you’ll be happy, and so will I...”
Alana bit her lip, closed her eyes briefly, then took a deep breath. “Alright, I accept.”
Stephan smirked, his scheme having succeeded. “Fine. Tonight, I want you to seduce me.”
Her eyes dilated.
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Back at the house.
Unsurprisingly, Stephan and Alana spotted a large, discreetly wrapped box sitting by the door.
Stephan raised an eyebrow, unlocked the door with his fingerprint, and then picked up the box, carrying it inside.
Alana, feeling she had no choice, followed him inside.
The two of them went back to the bedroom together.
The man opened the box, revealing a multitude of intimate items.
Stephan looked up at her. “Come take a look. There are quite a few good things in here.”
Alana didn’t dare to walk over and look. Her face flushed, she said, “I won’t look. I... I’m going to take a shower first.”
Stephan curved his lips and asked deliberately, “Aren’t you going to pick out a nightgown you like to wear?”
Alana’s breath caught. “You... just pick one for me.”
Stephan raised an eyebrow. “Alright, go in first. I’ll bring it to you once I’ve picked one out.”
Alana gave a perfunctory reply and hurried into the bathroom.
Once the door was shut, she pressed her slender back against the frosted glass, her heart pounding wildly.
Just get by!
I have to hold on!
So what if she has to wear that kind of outfit to seduce him?
She could do it.
For millions, she had to do it!
Even without the millions, he would have made her do it anyway!
Her boyfriend was a wild beast.
She slowly slipped off her clothes and stood under the shower.
The trickling water droplets fell onto her body, creating a hazy, warm mist.
From bottom to top, her slender legs were straight and delicate; her full hips and narrow waist were so voluptuous they couldn’t be grasped in one hand. Every inch was a flawless beauty, enough to set a man’s blood boiling.
The man knocked on the tightly closed door.
“Open up. I’ve picked out your outfit.”
A deep, magnetic voice echoed through the room, causing the woman in the bathroom to tremble ever so slightly.
Alana bit her lip and reached up to turn off the shower.
She grabbed a pink bath towel to cover her body, then took slow, deliberate steps toward the door.
Seeing the blurry, slender figure outside the door, Alana unconsciously clenched her legs together.
Uncertain, she spoke up, “Um, I’ll open the door, and you can pass the clothes through.”
“Okay.”
Hearing this, Alana finally felt at ease as she turned the doorknob and opened the door a crack.
But just as she opened the door, the man thrust his knee right through the opening.
Alana let out a startled cry and scrambled backward.
In her panic, the bath towel slipped from her hands and fell to the floor.
The moment Stephan stepped inside, he took in every inch of the girl’s beauty.
His eyes darkened instantly, and a fiery intensity flared within them.
Even though he had seen it countless times and touched it countless times.
Yet every time he admired her, his blood still boiled with primal desire.
The man’s gaze was intense, excessively heated, and completely unabashed.
Alana instinctively covered her chest with both hands and shyly stepped back. “You...how did you get in here?”
Stephan took a step toward her, each footfall deliberate, as if he were treading on her heart.
Her heartbeat was racing out of control.
The man stared at her, his voice low and hoarse. “I came in to help you get dressed.”
Alana couldn’t help but keep backing away. “No, I can do it myself...”
“I know, but it’ll be more satisfying to tear it off after I help you put it on.”
She gulped.
What kind of twisted fetish is this?!
The man’s gaze was intensely predatory, like a starving wild wolf eyeing its prey, ready to pounce and devour it at any moment.
Alana couldn’t help but keep backing away.
Until her slender back pressed against the cold wall, leaving her with nowhere else to go. She knew that tonight, there was no escape.
The man before her wouldn’t let her go easily.
Yet even though she had mentally prepared herself, when the moment actually arrived, she still couldn’t help but feel shy and nervous.
As Stephan approached Alana, he unbuttoned his shirt without hesitation.
One, two... The rest, in his impatience, he simply ripped open.
Several buttons snapped off, falling onto the damp floor. After struggling to stay upright for a few moments, the shirt finally parted lifelessly, falling to the floor.
Next came the man’s belt, then his pants...