After Reborn, I Become a Billionaire
Chapter 900 His Desire

Chapter 900 His Desire

The two of them were standing silently in this romantic and stunning room.

Candlelight burning little by little, the fragrance of flowers spreading all over the place, Susan's adorable face was reflected in Manuel's eyes.

His eyes moved from her bright red dress, her alluring lips, to her snow-white skin exposed in the air. Everything related to Susan had caught his imagination of sensual pleasure.

"I'm... I'm afraid I can't..." Manuel began in a husky voice.

Susan's eyes turned even redder.

Was he so reluctant to say some sweet words to her?

How could he be so mean?

Susan felt so frustrated.

Biting her lower lip, Susan was about to leave. Everything had been screwed up tonight. And she needed time to compose herself.

Susan knew that there was no relationship between Manuel and Clara. She didn't need Manuel's explanation for that. By throwing a tantrum, she was merely trying to urge Manuel to care more about her. And she knew as well, if he didn't care about her, he wouldn't have come back in such a hurry.

Though she was clear about this, she still lost her temper. Besides, she knew Manuel was not good at saying sweet words to please her.

Now she wondered why she had to push him to change himself.

Guilty and anger were both simmering in her heart. Thus, Susan decided to keep a distance from him for the time being.

However, she was on the point of taking the first step when her arm was clasped by him. Manuel pulled her back.

Startled, Susan stumbled in front of him.

At that moment, the heat in his palm gave her a sense of burning.

She thought he might have a fever.

Looking closely at Manuel, Susan found he blushed furiously while he was breathing so hard.

"Not feeling well?" asked Susan, agitated.

Nothing else mattered except for his health. At the thought of what he had suffered in bed in the hospital, Susan instantly gave up to push him to please her. She reached out to touch Manuel's forehead, to see if he had a fever. If that was the case, she would take him to the hospital in no time, for Manuel had just recovered from his operation.

However, as her hand approached his forehead, she was suddenly pressed against the wall with brute force. Before she could react, Manuel's crazy kiss had been imprinted on her lips.

"Hmm!" Susan was scared.

What was he doing?

What possessed him to kiss her, seemingly out of control?

At this moment, the lustful man was strange to her.

"Hmm!" Susan was tense all over, while Manuel was feeling her with his lower part.

She was almost smothered by his kisses.

At the moment she felt like she was about to be suffocated, Manuel finally left her lips, while he was still clinging to her tightly.

Susan could feel that he was still moving.

"Manuel, don't scare me!" Susan hugged him tightly with fear because he was not him right now.

"Don't you want to sleep with me?" Manuel whispered in her ear.

His voice was followed by his short gasps, which gave Susan goosebumps all over.

Was he tempting her?

She always thought he should be the type, who would be lying in bed and letting her trample on him. "Ah!" Susan suddenly called out.

Manuel bit her.

At this moment, Manuel's sudden threat gave her a feeling that she would be eaten to the bone by him.

But a few minutes ago, they had been in a quarrel. Things had changed too fast for Susan to react.

"Can we have dinner first?" asked Susan, in a trembling voice, while Manuel's kisses kept dropping on her wildly. She intended to distract him. To be precise, Manuel made her scared and she needed to calm down a bit.

Manuel paused for a moment but did not leave her body.

Susan's heart had been pounding madly. She hastened to say, "I've been preparing a lot for the dinner tonight, and the wine has breathed a bit."

She forced herself to calm down, especially when Manuel appeared so domineering in front of her.

Fortunately, Manuel stopped.

Although she could feel his rapid gasps and tense body, thinking that she might fail to calm him down, Manuel listened to her. Then, he let go of her. But Susan regretted what she said the next second. After all, it was rare to see Manuel's erotic side, and she was somewhat expecting his madness at this moment. Besides, he was less crazy when he was drugged with Philter last time.

Susan gasped a bit and said, "Come on, let's eat... Ah!"

Manuel picked her up all at once. In a blink, Susan had been controlled in his arms, while she got no chance to pull her light dress down. So, she was lying immobile in his arms in a similar state of undress. She was surprised at both his sudden move and his strength. She thought he was still a frail and powerless patient, who would pant for breath after taking a few steps upstairs.

How could he walk steadily holding her now?

Her arms wrapped around Manuel's neck by instinct.

Manuel carried her to the dining table. He did not place her on the chair, instead, he put her on the dining table. There were plates, flowers in a vase, candles and red wine on the table. Manuel pushed things to the ground, which caused a sound of glass shattering into pieces on the floor.

The sound made both of them excited.

Susan's heart started racing again. In the dim light, she could see the fire of desire blazing in his eyes, which was too conspicuous to ignore.

Susan nibbled lightly on her lips, feeling danger was expecting her.

"Shall we... shall we have dinner first?" Susan asked while Manuel was approaching her.

"I'm about to start." Said Manuel, with an evil smile on his face.

Susan couldn't take her eyes off his face, and she was unable to resist anymore.

Has the red wine been awake for a long time? "Manuel asked.

My voice has exploded.

Susan nodded.

At that moment, it seemed that Manuel would only nod when she said anything.

"The wine has breathed enough?"Manuel asked in an erotic voice.

Susan nodded in a daze, and that was the only thing she could do at that moment.

"I've been waiting for long." He muttered.

Staring at him nervously, Susan had no idea what this man was going to do next, wondering if she would faint with excitement at any point.

Then, she saw Manuel pick up the decanter next to him and slowly pour the red wine onto her body.

The complex of the cold liquid and her heated body struck her as a special sensual pleasure.

Manuel must have practised a lot before because he was far too skilled, Susan supposed.