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"I'm your Wushuang. Are you really that scared?" Her eyes were filled with panic as she tried to avoid him, causing Rafas to feel somewhat disappointed as he leaned closer to her cheek.
Such close contact always made Wushuang build a defensive wall against him, her gaze flickering with unease because she saw the intense desire in his eyes.
"Can you please not look at me like that?" Wushuang's palms were sweating nervously, and the scent of him stirred a feeling of disgust deep within her.
Rafas understood what she meant and deliberately reached out to gently caress her fair cheek, leaning down to kiss her forehead. The more he touched her, the harder it became for him to control himself.
"Baby, what are you afraid of? It's not our first time. Has your body forgotten my existence so quickly?" He teased as he moved his kiss down to gently press against her soft lips.
"Lefas, Brother Shouya said we can't do this right now," Wushuang protested, placing her small hand against his chest in an attempt to maintain some distance between them.
Rafas's lips twitched as he pushed her hands away and rolled over onto her body, chuckling softly, "Baby, I think you remember it wrong. When did Shouya ever say that kissing is off-limits? Hmm?"
His words made Wushuang's face flush with embarrassment. She thought he wanted to take things further, but if her body recovered, he would definitely torment her all night long like before!
Seeing that she had no response, Rafas quickly sealed her lips with his own. The soft and moist sensation made it hard for him to let go. After days of cold war, he hadn't touched those delightful little cherries; if he couldn't control himself today, he couldn't be blamed.
"Mmm..." His kiss was domineering as he recklessly explored her mouth, tangling with her little tongue in a passionate embrace.
The demands of his mouth seemed unable to satisfy the suppressed desires he'd held for days. One large hand roamed over her delicate body, and the sweet fragrance wafted into his nose, igniting a strong impulse that gradually consumed his reason.
"Lefas... Lefas..." His dominance left Wushuang feeling powerless to resist as she struggled to call out his name. With her body pinned beneath him in a compromising position, she desperately wanted to push him away.
The softness of her skin made Rafas want to claim her immediately. He remembered Shouya's words well enough, but it had been almost half a month; he had endured enough suffering. Now all he could feel was a reaction towards this woman—he didn't even know if he was possessed.
Wushuang's resistance seemed ineffective as Rafas's hand quietly began to unzip the wedding dress she wore.
"Ah..." A chill ran through her as the dress was easily pulled down by him, leaving her in a state of panic.
He had reached his limit. Skillfully removing the wedding dress from her body, he tossed it onto the carpet. Wushuang remained passively under his control, feeling the heat radiating from him as his breath filled the air around them.
"Lefas, please don't do this..." At that moment, their ambiguous position made Wushuang realize he could no longer hold back. But she didn't want this; deep down, she desperately wished not to engage in any relationship with him.
One large hand grasped hers tightly as it was held above her head. Tears glistened in Wushuang's eyes as she looked up at him with a pitiful and anxious expression. Yet the more helpless she appeared, the more it stirred his possessiveness.
"Baby, don't be afraid. It's been half a month; I don't think one time will hurt. Just be good." He unbuckled his belt with one hand...
Yan Wushuang was pinned down by him, unable to move, tears slowly streaming down her face. No matter what choice she made, she would never escape the clutches of this demon. Heaven would never show her favor; why was this happening to her?
Rafas lowered his head and licked her tears, lightly caressing her forehead. With an inscrutable smile, he looked into her tear-filled eyes and said, "Baby, stop trying to leave me. Remember my words: you will never escape my grasp in this lifetime. Even if we go to hell, I will drag you along!"
Looking into his deep black eyes, Wushuang felt as if he was planning something, but his inner world was too well hidden for her to discern anything from his gaze.
His rough hand roamed over her body, making their temperatures rise. Their heavy breaths intertwined, and the ambiguous position was enough to ignite sparks throughout the entire bedroom.
Wushuang knew she could no longer stop him. Despairing, she closed her eyes, hoping he would finish quickly and stop torturing her. Rafas smirked...
"Master, there's trouble!" Mike's voice suddenly rang out from outside the door, interrupting what Rafas had been about to do.
Having been by his side for so many years, Mike surely knew what he was doing in the bedroom. If it weren't something very important, he wouldn't have dared to disturb his mood.
Rafas sighed, rising from her body and putting on his clothes. He leaned close to her ear and whispered, "Baby, keep a record for now; I'll feed you tonight!"
A hot kiss landed on her cheek, and soon the bedroom fell silent. Unable to hear any sounds, Yan Wushuang guessed that he must have something very important to attend to, which is why he let her off the hook at this critical moment. She pulled the blanket over her naked body and lay on the big bed, breathing heavily with a sense of relief.
Once Rafas stepped outside, Mike leaned in and whispered something in his ear. He then ordered the driver to prepare the car immediately for Solomon Base, leaving several designer assistants behind in the castle—stuck in a situation where they couldn't leave or stay.
At the Solomon Organization base, Faisal received news from Italy that Kogura had been kidnapped. It seemed that those under him had planned to rescue him from the police; he would definitely come looking for revenge. With him around, there would surely be significant turmoil for Solomon.
"Sharl, we must find out his whereabouts quickly and eliminate that guy!" Rafas appeared before Faisal, fully dressed. That bastard Kogura, don't think the police can do anything about him; if I can't destroy him myself, I might as well clean him up completely.
"You've arrived; don't worry. I've activated the satellite positioning system to search for him. As long as he and those people with him appear within the search range, they won't be able to escape!" The leader of this organization had brought many people for a reason.
Nodding and patting his shoulder, Sharl always understood his intentions when it came to planning tasks. This made him grateful to have such a brother who could help him.
"The Italians are truly useless; they can't even keep track of one person. It's a waste of all that tax money we pay them every year. Tell the brothers to be alert; that old guy will definitely come back to Las Vegas looking for trouble." Lighting a cigar while sitting on a leather sofa, he paced around before realizing he'd have to take matters into his own hands.
"What do you think he'll do?" Seeing Lefas appear indifferent suggested he had already guessed Kogura's actions.
Rafas glanced at his best brother and exhaled a cloud of smoke leisurely: "If I'm not mistaken, his first move will definitely involve that side (g.a.), so you need to remind Smith to be cautious lately and hold back when necessary; money can always be earned later."
"How do you know about the rumors regarding him in England? You can only blame yourself; after all, you took five percent of his shares. That's no small amount—no wonder he's trying to recoup that money from you!"
"Come on now; I also gifted him that villa by the seaside—it wasn't given away for free!" Five percent meant nothing in his eyes.
At the same time, while two men were conversing, in a dark and damp basement somewhere in the world, Kogura was temporarily hiding there. That bastard Rafas, he never expected him to be so ruthless as to expose all his shady accounts to Interpol. He shouldn't think that just because he wasn't showing up, he didn't know who was behind this.
Yamamoto Ryuichi had only known him for a few months; there was no way he could know so much about him. He certainly didn't have the capability to deal with him. Looking around, the only person with whom he had a significant grudge was Rafas, and only he had the ability to bribe nearly half of those around him to betray him.
"Boss, what should we plan for the next step?" His right-hand man Luca had thought of many ways and managed to bribe several people to send information, allowing him to pretend to be seriously ill and go to the hospital, where they planned to kidnap him on the way.
Kogura's eyes moved as he smirked lightly, "You figure out how to arrange it. We need to leave Italy for the UK as soon as possible. I heard that guy helped Rafas make quite a bit of money, but with me around, his financial resources are cut off."
"No problem, boss. We'll lay low for a couple of days. I'll handle the trip to the UK, and when the time comes, we'll give that arrogant Rafas a big counterattack!" Luca smiled beside him, flattering him as he always did.
Kogura was calculating Rafas's schemes in his mind. The last assassination attempt failed simply because they lacked firepower. If there was another chance, Rafas... I will make you pay dearly!
He slammed his palm on the table with a loud bang. This time he must succeed; not only would he ruin Rafas's reputation, but he would also take his woman—he would take everything!
Tokyo, Japan.
Long Yi successfully returned to Japan. After pressing Misa repeatedly, he finally learned from her about the entire situation: it was his fault that Wushuang lost her child. Both Wushuang and Misa had agreed to Rafas's conditions in order to seek his help against the assassination order. In the end, it was Long Yi who harmed Wushuang and was forced to agree to those terms!
He couldn't let Wushuang marry him; absolutely not. After thinking all night, he decided to go to Las Vegas to find Wushuang. He had to stop their wedding.
Misa knew he would do this and tried every means to hold him back. Wushuang had already sacrificed everything for him; why was he still so stubborn? Perhaps Yezi was right; if Long Yi hadn't kidnapped Wushuang and made her regain her memory, all this pain wouldn't have continued. At least Wushuang would have been happy, and Long Yi wouldn't have ended up in such a predicament today.
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