Chapter 207: Human Beast


    Shortly, the barbecue skewers were ready. The owner ced two ces on the table.


    “This te is for you, Miss, spicy. This te is for you, Mister, not spicy.”


    Two tes were put on the table for Florence and Reynold respectively.


    Reynold didn’t eat spicy food, but Florence did.


    Hence, there were two portions.


    Florence looked at the two tes, feeling not quite used to it. It seemed this was the first time she


    encountered such a situation.


    She preferred apletely different vor from Reynold did.


    Reynold, however, was quite rxed. Elegantly, he picked up a skewer and took a bite.


    “Hum, it tastes good. Have a try.”


    As he spoke, he picked up a skewer on Florence’s te and put it next to her mouth.


    With such distance, Florence could have a bite as soon as she opened her mouth.


    She was a bit taken aback, wondering if Reynold was going to feed her.


    Immediately she denied the thought.


    Flustered, she hurriedly took the skewer from Reynold’s hand. “Okay, I’ll have a try.”


    She maintained a polite smile on her face, but her action distanced her from him a bit.


    Reynold slightly frowned, looking at Florence in confusion.


    From the daytime till now, the atmosphere between them should be almost simmered. He couldn’t


    understand why Florence still took a step back at a critical moment.


    Perhaps she was shy in public, wasn’t she?


    At the thought of the possibility, Reynold looked at her thoughtfully, pressing his lips.


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    “The original design of KISS is in the vi nearby here. I can take you to have a look. If you like it, I can


    give it to you as a gift.”


    KISS was a famous evening dress designed by Reynold, which was also Florence’s favorite.


    Florence looked at Reynold in surprise. “Really? May I?”


    “Of course.”


    Florence suddenly had lost appetite to eat the barbecue slowly. Quickly, she ate up all the skewers in


    her te and wiped her hands, sitting there waiting for Reynold.


    She was so eager to take a look at the original design of KISS, but she felt embarrassed to urge


    Reynold.


    Reynold could tell how eager she was. Pressing his lips, he smiled.


    He believed that he had given her a reasonable excuse to let her go to his vi, so now she couldn’t


    hide her intention at all.


    Reynold had been involved in Florence’s game for a whole day. For him, tonight was the most


    important.


    They had flirted with each other enough, so it was time for him to draw her in the now.


    He didn’t finish his skewers. Wiping his hands elegantly, he stood up.


    “All right. Let’s go home.”


    Florence looked at the untouched skewers in his te and said in embarrassment, “Have you done?


    I’m not in a hurry. Please take your time.”


    Sure enough, she was too obvious, so Reynold stopped eating and apanied her to leave.


    Reynold shook his head. “Nah. I’ve done with eating.”


    Reynold insisted, so Florence didn’t speak anything else. She just followed Reynold to walk to his vi


    nearby.


    His vi wasn’t far away from themunity park. It took them less than twenty minutes to arrive.


    It was a luxurious vi built downtown with a huge area of greens, just like and of peace in the lively


    city.


    It was a special ce with taste.


    Florence couldn’t help but admire Reynold more. No wonder he was her idol. He indeed got good taste.


    The decoration in Reynold’s vi was pretty nice, high-end, and artistic, with all delicate details.


    It was a totally different style from Ernest’s house.


    Florence was startled for a moment, wondering why she started thinking about Ernest again. She just


    escaped from him for only one day, but she couldn’t help thinking about him.


    She escaped for her freedom, didn’t she?


    Patting on her face, Florence tried to drive Ernest out of her mind.


    Seeing Florence’s action, Reynold pressed his lips, his eyes filled with the attacking mes.


    He wondered if Florence did that to encourage herself. It seemed that she had been ready.


    Thinking of that, Reynold became reckless. He took Florence to his bedroom.


    Walking into his bedroom, Florence caught a glimpse of the design masterpieces on the wall. All of


    them were ssics of Reynold.


    And all of them were original design manuscripts.


    Florence’s eyes lit up in an instant. She rushed over.


    “Mr. Myron, may I take a look at all of them?”


    “Yes, please.”


    Reynold saw Florence walking over, closing the door behind him.


    Then he took off the jacket suit and walked to Florence step by step. His eyes became deeper and


    more heated.


    Florence waspletely attracted by the design works on the wall. She didn’t pay attention to


    Reynold’s actions at all.


    She felt so joyful, as she never expected that she could have a chance to look at the original


    manuscripts of those ssics.


    “Mr. Myron, may I take a picture with them...”


    As she spoke, Florence turned around to ask Reynold. However, when she just turned around, she felt


    the tall and strong body of the man clinging to her.


    The man’s arms wrapped her waist, holding her.


    In an instant, she was embraced by him. The unknown scent of the man went oing her together


    with the heat that made her heart flustered.


    Florence was stiffed suddenly. She wanted to push away Reynold in a panic.


    “What are you doing, Mr. Myron?”


    “What do you think?”


    Reynold held Florence in his arms. When he spoke, the heated breath he exhaled was sprayed behind


    her ear. His hands moved upwards willfully.


    Florence was frozen. She had never expected such a thing would happen so suddenly.


    She always thought of him as her idol, a gentleman. That was why she followed him to his vi without


    any precaution.


    “Mr. Myron, please be self-respected!”


    Florence started struggling hard.


    Reynold had thought it was something that they both were willing to do, so he hadn’t expected that


    Florence would struggle so violently. Off guard, he was pushed away by her.


    As soon as she got the freedom, Florence ran towards the door.


    Reynold frowned. Lifting his long legs, he strode over and blocked Florence’s way.


    He grabbed her shoulders, turned over, and pressed her against the wall. He bent down his head


    slightly, looking down at her.


    They were too close as if they could kiss at any time.


    “Florence, it’s enough to y hard to get. You should know when to stop.”


    His voice was deep, filled with impatience.


    Florence saw the familiar mes in the man’s eyes, her whole body tightened, extremely flustered.


    She tried to struggle in a panic. She said excitedly, “I don’t know what you are talking about. Mr. Myron,


    you are my idol and I respect you. Why are you doing this to me?”


    Florence’s worldview, outlook on life, and value almost broke down. She had never expected that the


    idol she admired and who always looked like a gentleman for the past one day would be a human


    beast.


    Looking at Florence’s frightening and trembling face, Reynold was startled slightly. She didn’t look like


    being acting.


    He wondered why she had done those things during the daytime.


    He frowned unhappily. “Florence, what on earth do you want? You’ve been hinting at me for a whole


    day. Don’t you want a one-night-stand tonight? Now we’reing this far, but you regretted it, don’t


    you?”


    Florence waspletely taken aback. She didn’t understand why he said she had been hinting at him


    for a whole day.


    She thought through her behaviors earlier, but she couldn’t find anything done over the boundary.


    Looking at Reynold warily, Florence said nervously, “Mr. Myron, is there any misunderstanding? I just


    take you as my idol only.”


    Reynold creased his brows more deeply, increasing the strength of his grip on Florence’s


    shoulders.