His Domineering Lover

In fact, Tracey was not very clear about the man's identity, except for the affair with him three years ago.

From this man's villa and his ways to tackle things, She felt that he was someone. Otherwise, how could he easily replace Renee to her as the scandal's key character?

After that night, Tracey completely recognized the reality that the Xia family had been controlled by the mistress, Carmen Liu.

Her father would not believe what she had gone through that night. If she continued to stay in the Xia family, she would have been totally ruined.

So she made a decision to go to the U.S. to study. Her father Ben Xia arranged everything for her without thinking carefully.

Tracey escaped A City as soon as she can. The day she left, she saw the man who rushed to the airport exasperatedly.

Tonight, Tracey tried her best to teach him a lesson.

The man was sweating heavily, but his face was still in peace.

He smiled evilly, "Interesting, tonight kill me or being my prey, of course, on the bed!"

"Well, you looked still full of strength." Tracey suddenly bent over and licked the man's ear.

Tracey's voice was full of charm, her move was so soft, making the man groaned. "Sir, you treated me like this that night, remember?" She said.

She was like a Siren, torturing him to death.

"I remembered you were so tired that you slept the whole day after that night." The man intentionally said, he didn't give in.

Tracey felt disappointed because she thought she could hear his confession.

Her fingers began to slowly move on the man's skin. "As long as you beg me, I can stop right away."

She can feel his high body temperature through the bath towel. "He has quite a good endurance since he had been able to hold on until now. He must be eager to do it." She thought. "You want me to beg you?"

"Yes, only in this way I can remove my hatred on you!" Tracey said.

"Come here. I'll tell you." The man said with a low voice.

Tracey leaned over, at this time, the man used his tongue to swept her ear. She was stunned for a moment.

Then she fell back but was being held by the man. He took her hand instantly.

"Let go of me!" she said loudly.

"No, unless you put out my fire." He said.

"You wish! You don't let go, do you? Anyway, I don't care. It's not me who is tortured." She directly lay down beside the man.

Maybe because she took a flight for more than ten hours and went through many things after came back, then drank lots of alcohol in the bar.

Now tackling this man quite challenged her physically and mentally, she fell asleep very quickly.

He looked at the woman who was sleeping soundly, had an urge to kick her off the bed.

"Did she just go to sleep after setting me on fire? But her sleeping face was still looked innocent, she must not be a bad girl." The man thought. Her chest went up and down as she breathed, her legs were white and long. Everything of her was luring him a lot.

The man could not help shout desperately, "God! Tell me what did I do wrong?"

His fingers gently moved on Tracey's cheek. "Sweetie, even if your claws are now sharp, I can pull them out one by one."1 He thought.

Tracey slept for a few hours, the day was still not bright. She woke up, and found the man had already get rid of the rope.

"Morning sunshine." His voice sounded gloomy. He seemed in an extremely bad mood.

Tracey turned around to have a look at him, she thought he was still not completely calm. Her mood suddenly turned better.