Chapter 2

In the presidential suite.

The extremely handsome man was sitting on the sofa, his long legs crossed. He looked noble and elegant, and his powerful aura suppressed everything around him.

It made her heart beat so fast it could explode!

Sandra looked at him. She watched as he opened his thin sexy lips and said something cold and heartless.

- I have no feelings for you. I married you to fulfill my mother's long-held wish. But we will never really become husband and wife.

Sandra blinked and her lips curved upward. She said,

- Oh, what a coincidence, I don't have feelings for you either. Brother Justin, shall we shake hands?

She called him that when she was 10 years old. However, when she said the same two words 14 years later, it didn't sound as familiar as it did when she was little. Her smile was still beautiful and radiant, and when she looked at him, her eyes felt like they could see through his thoughts.

Justin ignored her amusing performance. He said as if instructing his subordinate on office matters,

- Move your luggage to my place tomorrow. Stay in the guest room.

Sandra's mouth trembled. He said it as if she really wanted to sleep with him!

This man was too crazy, she had to do something to regain her dignity!

- Are you afraid to stay in the same room with me? She chatted to the heart of justin.

- Are you afraid that you can't control yourself?

Her tone was aggressive, but her actions were defiant. In addition, her skin was pale and her features delightfully small. Coupled with a pair of peach blossom-like eyes that were full of innocence, she looked extremely innocent.

But would an innocent, ignorant asshole say something like that?

Justin's lips curled up slightly, looking almost like she was smiling, but not. Sandra saw a hint of devilish charm in his eyes.

This handsome man seemed to have spread his black wings and turned into an arrogant demon in a split second.

Dangerous!

Sandra's long eyelashes fluttered and she backed away warily.

- Thinking of running?

Justin forced Sandra into the corner of the room. He put his arms on the wall, trapping her.

The distance between them became very close. Sandra could smell the faint scent on justin's body. And when she looked at his sharp, handsome features, her heart began to speed up for some reason.

But how could looking at a beautiful man be more important than running away?

- Oh, Brother Justin, you don't have to lean in so tight. I saw clearly that you are as handsome as ever!

She smiled winningly and slowly crouched down, trying to escape.

Justin saw through her tricks and easily lifted her up. He reminded her.

- Where can you run when your brother justin is watching? Hmph? "

His question was asked teasingly.

Sandra got angry. She also had a backbone. And if being nice didn't work, she would use force!

- Let me go! If you don't, I'll tell Aunt Abelia that you bullied me! Abalia Yulan was the only person in the world who could scare Justin Lu.

Justin said,

- Do you want to tell her that I couldn't control myself and bully you when we were sleeping together? Hmph?

- Uh, that's so wrong. Aunt Abelia won't be able to take it...

Sandra felt like crying. Why didn't anyone tell her that Justin was so mean? How could she go on like this?

Justin raised his eyebrows and asked:

- Is that alone considered bad?

His hands suddenly wrapped around Sandra's waist, slowly moving up her curves -

- And this? What does this consider then?

Something in Sandra's mind exploded!

This was the first time a man had touched her so intimately!

Her beautifully beautiful face turned red. Sandra breathed rapidly as she looked at Justin

- You ...

She stammered for a while but couldn't say anything else despite her usual sharp tongue.

- I what? A charming curve appeared on Justin's lips. He smiled, very satisfied.

- Or are you planning to tell my mother that I bullied you like that?

Sandra picked up Justin's hand and bit down on his wrist. However, she realized there was something wrong with the texture. She looked closer -

He was wearing a Piaget watch worth millions, and she had bitten it.

She grimaced...

She touched the tip of her nose and let go of Justin's hand, embarrassed, then pretended nothing.

- Rest assured, Justin pulled his hands away and looked at Sandra.

- I'm not interested in little girls.

Little girl?

He had practically insulted Sandra from head to toe. She was enraged.

- I'm not little! I'm 24 years old!

Justin glanced at Sandra's chest and said:

- You count yourself as a 14-year-old.

Sandra gritted her teeth in anger and didn't want to be outdone, she said,

- you're the one who's acting like a four-year-old!

- Oh? Justin's eyebrows knitted together.

- When did you touch him?

- ...

Sandra had never touched Justin and was lost for words.

A burst of evil but enchanting laughter filled Justin's eyes. He said:

- Have you forgotten? It's okay, I'll let you touch now.

Then he grabbed Sandra's hand and moved it to her crotch...

How dare he do that!

Sandra fainted and then screamed.

- What kind of man are you, letting me touch you? If you're really good, take off your clothes and show me!

She didn't know what she was saying. She only regained her mind when she saw Justin gracefully undress from his suit jacket. The color of his cheeks suddenly changed from a light pink to a bright red, almost as if blood might flow from them.

- justin! Sandra said angrily, You are such a thug.

Justin smiled coldly.

- Do you really think I'll let you see? Get out!

She had been deceived?

Sandra felt even angrier.

- Why is the master bedroom yours? Do you own this hotel?

Justin looked at Sandra, his grateful gaze also had an obvious trace of playfulness.

- You're pretty smart.

Sandra was speechless. Damn it!

She had already been put to good use by Justin. Sandra would make no concessions this time. She quickly thought of something.

Justin saw Sandra's eccentric behavior and had a bad feeling. Just as he wanted to drag her -

Sandra quickly jumped on the bed, laying down on it and staking a claim all over the bed.

She smiled, very satisfied.

- Justin, I don't have to say who has to go now, do I?

Justin narrowed his eyes and looked dangerously at Sandra.

Sandra shivered. Fortunately, Justin's mobile, which had been left in the living room, rang.

It was a personalized ringtone that indicated it was urgent. Justin frowned, turned and left.

Sandra breathed a sigh of relief. She quickly got out of bed and locked the door, happily enjoying a night in the large master bedroom of the presidential suite.