REVIVE: AMERICA 1995 Chapter 46 Chapter 46: Role Play

When Zeta-Jones appeared in the doorway, even Milo, who was well acquainted with her, couldn't help but be momentarily captivated.

She wore a beige, lace-trimmed Victorian lady's dress, the wide, pleated skirt billowing around her on the floor.The dress was adorned with exquisite, opulent decorations, the neckline plunging low, naturally accentuating her deep cleavage.Paired with long, pristine white silk gloves and a wide-brimmed hat adorned with a white feather, she resembled a high-society lady on her way to a banquet at Buckingham Palace."Wow!"Milo exclaimed, lost for words. He didn't know what else to say.Since his attack, the four women he was close to had been subjected to background checks by his family. This was one of Kim Aris's tasks upon arriving. To investigate those around Milo, to determine if they harbored ill intentions or had any connections to the Blackburns' enemies.Zeta-Jones's presence here clearly indicated she had passed the scrutiny.She approached with an air of noble elegance.Her small chin was slightly raised, with a hint of stubbornness, as if she refused to be defeated. Her grey-green eyes held both cunning and allure, making her utterly irresistible."Good evening, Mr. Blackburn. I'm delighted to see you in my room."Zeta-Jones spread her arms, lifted the hem of her skirt, and performed a curtsy, both graceful and poised. Her deliberate use of a British accent made it seem as if they were in a lady's boudoir rather than a room in a Beverly Hills mansion."Good evening, Miss Jones. This is your room? Ah, then I apologize."Although he wasn't sure what she was trying to do or what game she was playing, Milo, having just finished his call with his uncle, stood up, straightened his clothes, and bowed slightly, adopting a similar British accent and a gentlemanly demeanor.Role-playing was something he occasionally indulged in with them."Not at all. I've been anticipating your arrival."Zeta-Jones gracefully walked to a long table, looking at him with a meaningful gaze. "I heard you had a bit of a fright recently, is that so?""Yes, but it's behind me now," Milo said with a smile, seamlessly slipping into his role. "I believe Miss Jones's beauty is a far greater fright. I never imagined such a beautiful woman existed.""Your words are always so charming," Zeta-Jones said, a flirtatious smile playing on her lips. "I also heard that Mr. Blackburn used a large gun to repel his enemies. I hear it's a very powerful gun, and that you carry it with you. Is that true?"Such words, laden with innuendo, coming from a woman dressed as a refined lady, made Milo draw a sharp breath. Even he, a man who had seen his share of action, felt a dryness in his throat.Zeta-Jones, having been with him for months, knew his tastes all too well."I'm surprised you know about that. The gun is on me right now. Would you like to see it?" he said, raising an eyebrow."I would be most grateful."Zeta-Jones tapped on the table and gracefully pulled out a chair, sitting down formally.Milo walked over and sat on the table in front of her.With a restrained smile, Zeta-Jones unbuckled his belt and unzipped his fly, reaching inside and taking him in her hand.Milo exhaled sharply.Even through the white silk gloves, the sensation wasn't as direct as bare skin, but the stimulation was far more intense than before.Especially now, when he desperately needed release.Zeta-Jones looked up at Milo, her expression a mix of pride and defiant confidence.Who said British roses couldn't act?Her demeanor perfectly matched her character's role in Shakespeare in Love."What a magnificent weapon!"She exclaimed before lowering her head. Even then, she maintained her poise.As if attending a high-society party, she performed the act with the utmost grace and elegance. Dressed in such finery, yet performing such an act.The stark contrast sent a surge of adrenaline through him.The room was almost silent, save for soft breaths and the sound of saliva.But the air was thick with an unprecedented erotic tension.After a long while, Milo finally groaned, his body shuddering slightly.Zeta-Jones, whose head was tilted back slightly to better observe him, remained still.Only after he sighed deeply did she sit up straight.Despite her efforts to swallow, a small amount still escaped the corner of her mouth.Maintaining her composure, Zeta-Jones delicately wiped it away with a gloved finger.She smoothed down her slightly disheveled hair and the beads of sweat under her hat, lifting her flushed face to look at Milo."Mr. Blackburn, you are truly unparalleled."Her voice was slightly muffled, as if she hadn't completely swallowed.But the desire and anticipation in her grey-green eyes were undiminished."You are unparalleled as well," Milo said, genuinely impressed."Then let us continue," Zeta-Jones said, lowering her head again as the second round began.This was the most pleasurable moment Milo had had all day.He found that after this interlude, his anger, tension, and forced composure had largely dissipated.Looking down, Milo saw Zeta-Jones making every effort to maintain that noble, elegant, and restrained British lady persona.Even at the peak of the moment, she bit her lip to stifle any loud sounds, as if the behavior was ingrained in her very being.Therefore, she never took off her dress. Milo found it particularly arousing on her.He recognized the dress.It was one of the most expensive costumes from Shakespeare in Love.A true recreation of the top-tier evening gowns worn by high-society ladies during the Victorian era.It had cost the production team over twenty thousand dollars to make.And during filming, it often took Zeta-Jones about an hour to put it on.But in the end, this magnificent and expensive dress was thoroughly disheveled.Just like Zeta-Jones, who lay spent on the long table, unable to even lift a finger.But it had allowed Milo to release the last vestiges of stress and fear.When he emerged from the room, he was calm and composed."Kim, have the results for the other three come in?"Two meters away, the Blackburn family's butler, Kim Aris, stood quietly.As if he had been there all along."The results are in. The German and Australian ladies are clear. The Italian lady's results just came in. She's also clear and is being brought here.""Good," Milo nodded. "Is the chicken I'm going to use to scare the monkeys ready?""It is.""Then let the slaughter begin."

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