As Brenda had to stay at Terry's villa, she handed out the keys to her place so that Terry could ask someone to feed Rich and clean up the cat's excrement.

After the nanny took Jimmy away for a bath, Brenda also decided to take a shower to get rid of the smell of booze over her body.

The villa was huge. Brenda had just sobered up from the drunkenness, feeling like she was in a maze or something.

Feeling too embarrassed to be shown to the bathroom, she had to walk in the direction of the guest room; the butler had just pointed out.

Brenda pushed open the door to the guest room.

The guest room was large, almost larger than Brenda's entire apartment.

The room was predominantly blue-gray in tone, with a particularly large bed in the middle.

The housekeeper had thoughtfully turned on two wall lamps for Brenda so that she could see the room under the cozy lights.

Brenda walked to the washroom and, without thinking twice, pushed through the door.

She was petrified.

Through the white steam, she could see Terry's chiseled back. His masculinity and sex appeal were breath-taking.

For a long time, Brenda kept dreaming of having sex with a man, and that man's back was perfect and impressive in her eyes.

.

Honestly, Terry's naked back was even more gorgeous than that of the man in her dream.

How could a man own such a perfect figure in reality?

While Brenda was lost in her thoughts, Terry turned around. His soaked bangs were tucked backward so that his smooth, pretty forehead was revealed. His pupils were dark, and the look inside was standoffish.

"Brenda, are you addicted to seducing me?"

The man's voice was hoarse and mellow, softening Brenda's bones.

As if she had just woken up, Brenda took three big steps backward and accidentally hit against the sink.

"I...Excuse me. I entered the wrong room." She stammered an explanation and tried to turn and run, but could not move as if she was being grabbed by someone.

At this moment, the tall man walked through the fog towards her, and his eight-pack abs were well-proportioned and seemingly powerful, his apollo's belt extending downward...

Brenda closed her eyes instantly, not daring to look at the man in the nude.

Terry's shadow enveloped Brenda. The woman's long, curled eyelashes quivered, and she gently bit her pinkish lip. However, her apparent nervousness looked more like an invitation to Terry.

Brenda was like a fox caught in a trap.

Ever since Terry had rescued her this night, the fox's tail kept tickling Terry's body and arousing his deadly desires.

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Terry concealed the boiling desires in his eyes, maintaining expressionless and motionless. The woman kept kindling his lust, and he was trying hard to tamp it down.

The heat in the air was taking Brenda's breath away. She then opened her crystal-clear lips to say, "I..."

At this moment, the look in Terry's eyes darkened. He abruptly lowered his head to kiss the woman on her mouth.

Mr. Lloyd, rumored to be an abstinent man, actually had lava that had been dormant for years, beneath his cold, hard exterior.

The boiling lava was melting the woman in his arms.

With her breathing being plundered away, Brenda whimpered and moaned for mercy.

Just then, a bright, childish voice came from the hallway.

"Mr. White, I'm done with my bath. Where's Brenda?"

Brenda suddenly came to her senses and widened her eyes open in shock, pushing against the man's sturdy chest.

"Hmm..."

With a deep look in his eyes, Terry did not release the woman. Instead, he kept sucking on the woman's lips.

The woman's groan was like a lover's murmur.

Jimmy entered Terry's bedroom. Upon hearing the little boy's footsteps, Brenda tensed up all over, her heart pounding violently.

"Daddy, Daddy, did you see Brenda?"

Sensing that Terry's grip on her got looser, Brenda immediately pushed the man away from her.

Brenda initially had been pushed to lie on her back upon the sink. All of a sudden, she straightened her soft body up, asking in a pleading tone, "Gosh, what should we do now?"

She had intentionally lowered her volume, yet the sweetness and coquetry in her voice could not be concealed.

Terry stared at Brenda silently, and his usually standoffish expression was tinged with hints of lust.

Brenda was waiting for Terry to ask Jimmy to wait outside or to instruct her to hide somewhere, but the man kept his mouth shut.

Until Terry had admired enough of Brenda's panic, he eventually leaned in closer to the woman. With his mouth almost touched the woman's lips, he actually said, "Blame it on yourself."

With a deep look in his eyes, Terry asked in a somewhat hoarse and extremely sexy voice, "Will you continue to seduce me?"

"No, I didn't. I..." There were aggrieved tears welling up in the woman's big eyes.

She had no idea that the look in her eyes was exactly the same as that of Jimmy.

For a moment, Terry was stunned.

Just then, Jimmy's chubby little hand slapped on the frosted bathroom door. "Daddy? Why aren't you answering me? I will get in now."

At the boy's words, Brenda instantly encircled Terry's neck with her uninjured arm.

!

What could they do?