Anastasia Boldayev's heartbeat skipped a beat as Kleiner finished saying the sentence that managed to make her heart ache. She looked at the man, who was now above her, in disappointment.
Anastasia knows well that her current position is not wanted by the young master Stonevrustarios, even though she was only made a nightly escape by that man. But what can she do, she can't do anything about it or the money that Kleiner will invest will just float away?
"Okay, I understand, Sir."
Kleiner met Anastasia's eyes suspiciously. "What's it?"
Anastasia turned her face the other way and tried to think of what answer she would give the young master. She tried to shake off Kleiner's hands that were gripping her body tightly, but the man's strength was far stronger than she imagined.
"IーI'll take the pill now."
Kleiner nodded, and he immediately removed his hand from Anastasia's body that had been seducing him since the first time he met her.
"Okay, that's much safer."
Kleiner sat on the edge of the bed, while the woman who did not wear a single thread on her body walked to her handbag, which she placed on the small table at the end of the room.
"Are you thirsty, Sir?"
Without the slightest suspicion, Kleiner nodded as he replied,
"Yes."
"All right. I'll get you a drink."
Kleiner took his cell phone from his coat pocket. He opened the short message feature and found nothing there. What is he really looking for? Or who is he waiting for?
"Please, Sir!"
Kleiner lifted his head when he heard Anastasia's voice. The woman handed him a crystal glass filled with wine, and in her left hand was another glass of hers.
"Are you an alcoholic?"
Kleiner frowned when he saw Anastasia carrying the same two glasses. He really doesn't like alcoholic women, whatever the reason.
"Hmm, of course not, Sir. But tonight, I'll accompany you to drink till you're satisfied, how about it?"
Kleiner accepted the glass Anastasia had given him with a nod, and then he put his cell phone in the pocket of the black pants he was wearing.
"Well, ok. I don't like drinking alone, either."
Anastasia smiled after hearing a satisfying answer from Kleiner's mouth. He sat next to Kleiner without feeling awkward in the morning.
The man with a million charms downed the wine from his glass. He cleaned the remnants of the wine on his lips, while looking at Anastasia, who was also downing the wine in her hand.
"Want more?"
Anastasia asked Kleiner while sticking out her tongue and brushing off the remnants of the wine on her lips. She looked at the athletic man, who was sitting with her. That woman not only intended to captivate the Sexiest Demon, but she also had another pent-up desire that she wanted to get rid of.
"Not."
Kleiner looked back at the empty glass in his hand. He remembered the beautiful face of Vyschella, who rarely smiled because of the wounds. Without realizing it, Kleiner threw a faint smile at Anastasia, who he thought was his wife.
"Would you like to start now, Mr. Kley?"
Anastasia approached Kleiner and grabbed the glass in the man's hand. The twenty-three-year-old woman smiled as the UK's number one richest man looked at him. As a normal man with desires of his own, Kleiner couldn't stop staring at the ballerina's innocent body.
Anastasia rose from her position with two glasses in her hand. Kleiner, who felt the turmoil inside him starting to smoulder, couldn't hold it in any longer. He followed Anastasia wherever she went.
"You look even more beautiful without wearing anything, Cia," whispered Kleiner. He hugged her body and kissed her back.
'Cia? Who's she? Isn't Mr. Kley's wife Cyra?'
Anastasia thought as she put down the two glasses in her hands.
"Did you change your perfume, Cia?"
Anastasia started to get angry. She was willing to become the young master's runaway, but not as a substitute for his wife. Because she will always be herself forever.
"You seem to love your wife very much, Mr. Kley!"
Anastasia turned around and looked at Kleiner, who looked pitiful.
"I'm Anastasia, Sir, and not Cia you mentioned earlier!"
Kleiner looked furiously at the face of the woman in front of him. There was something wrong with him.
"Oh shit!"
Kleiner started to lose his balance. His hands gripped the edge of the bed, so he wouldn't fall. The man held his head with both hands while looking at Anastasia, who was still standing with a smile.
"Yeah, You're not Cia! These visions are starting to trick me and ... Wーwhat did ... you put in my wine glass just now?"
Bruck!
The Sexiest Demon fell on the floor. Sweat started to wet his forehead. Kleiner firmly believed that the prima ballerina had put an aphrodisiac in his wine. And, he realized it too late.
"Shit! Why did you do this despicable thing, Miss?"
Kleiner bit his lower lip while squinting his eyes. He now desperately wants to channel his increasingly unbearable desire.
Anastasia smiled and walked over to Kleiner. She was about to take the man's hand, but Kleiner quickly brushed it off.
"Don't touch me!"
Anastasia continues to smile. She crouched down in front of Kleiner.
"Now is a good time to play the game you mentioned earlier, isn't it? I'm only helping you so that we can achieve mutual satisfaction, Sir."
Kleiner' body began to sweat profusely. He had to resist the urge not to wrestle with the woman in front of him.
"Come on, Master! Your body will hurt if you don't do it soon ...."
Anastasia tried to help Kleiner up. She supported the athletic body with all her might.
Bruck!
Anastasia laid Kleiner's body on the bed. Now, the Russian-blooded woman is already above the body of the Sexiest Demon.
"Hmm, I've admired you for a long time, Sir. So, let's spend the night together!"
Kleiner had no other choice because for him, what he had done today was a fatal mistake. He tried to hold back every passionate kiss from a prima ballerina.
"Aーare all ballerinas like you, Miss?"
Kleiner had never been rude to a woman, but he was forced to do so because circumstances forced him.
'You shameless woman!' cried Kleiner inwardly.
Bruck!
Kleiner pushed Anastasia's body until they switched positions. That shameless woman thought that the stimulant she had given Kleiner was starting to work.
"Are you starting to like my presence, Sir? I'll make sure to serve you with all my heart."
Kleiner did not answer Anastasia's question. He gently kissed the skin of Anastasia's neck while groping the woman's beautiful body.