Billionaire ’s Unforgettable First Love

Chapter 9 Sleep Here with Me Tonight!

Chapter 9 Sleep Here with Me Tonight!

When Gwenyth wriggled and tried to get up from Edison's legs, the phone in Edison's pocket rang.

"Good! It just rang at the right time," thought Gwenyth.

Edison withdrew his hand and pulled out his phone. Gwenyth took the chance to stand up. Edison didn't stop her and let her sit in the corner alone.

Gwenyth straightened her messy shirt silently, feeling thirsty and hot.

She took a glass from the table, poured herself a glass of wine, added some ice cubes, and gulped it down.

After drinking three glasses of cold wine in a row, she finally felt better.

"Beautiful women are just different. You're so beautiful even when you are angry."

With a flattering smile on his face, John looked at Nancy from head to toe, reluctant to take his eyes off her. He toasted while flattering her, which disturbed Edison who was answering the phone.

Edison frowned, stood up, and walked out of the room.

Just after he left, Nancy played a song and turned on the music.

After that, she walked to open the door and looked out. Edison was not around.

Nancy immediately turned back and slapped Gwenyth across the face.

"You shameless slut!"

Gwenyth was stunned for a moment. She was not a fool and knew that Nancy was bullying her when Edison was not around.

Gwenyth touched her painful and numb face and intended to put up with it, but Nancy grabbed her hair and pulled her up from the sofa. Then she slapped Gwenyth across the face again, cursing Gwenyth as a bitch again and again.

Gwenyth couldn't stand it anymore and fought back.

She gave Nancy a hard slap across the face.

Just then, the door of the private was pushed open. Edison walked in and saw this scene.

Gwenyth wanted to explain, but she didn't think it was necessary.

Edison hired her with money. Her job was to cooperate with Edison to irritate Nancy.

The fight just now was really irritating.

Edison paused for a second and continued to sit back on the sofa with his long legs crossed leisurely as if he hadn't seen anything just now. Text content © NôvelDrama.Org.

Covering her face with her hands, Nancy sat between Edison and John with puppy dog eyes.

"Eddie, you are so heartless. Didn't you see I was slapped?"

"Yes, I did." Edison leaned back with one arm on the back of the sofa in a laid-back manner and continued, "I also saw two palm marks on my girlfriend's beautiful face."

"I know you are just putting on a show, and I also know why you did this. If you insist on playing like this, I'll just have some fun with you," said Nancy.

"Really?"

Edison didn't show any surprise as he had expected Nancy's attitude. He took a look at Gwenyth, who was still standing by the sofa. Without hesitation, he stood up and walked over to hold Gwenyth's hand.

"Then I'll take my girlfriend out for fun."

Nancy knew that he was acting. She chose to put up with it although she hated seeing him touch another woman.

"Is there anyone in the entertainment room upstairs?" Edison asked John with a smile. Edison's eyes were deep and attractive. When he smiled, he looked even more charming.

"No. Have fun. I promise no one will disturb you tonight," responded John.

Edison took a step, and Gwenyth followed him.

After they got out of the room, Gwenyth shook off his hand immediately.

Gwenyth looked back at her with a trace of inquiry in his eyes. "Are you losing your temper to me?"

"I just need to cooperate with you in front of others," said Gwenyth.

Inwardly, she said, 'Since there's nobody around, there's no need to let you hold my hand. You've just taken a lot of advantage of me."

"Do you think it's easy to earn 1.35 million?" asked Edison.

"I didn't say that."

"You'd better have a clear estimation of yourself." Edison held her hand again and took her into the elevator.

Gwenyth tried to pull her hand back, but Edison held it so tightly that she couldn't break free at all.

She leaned against the wall of the elevator. The palm print on her face hadn't disappeared yet. Her face was red and her hair was a little messy, which made her look quite miserable.

Edison raised his hand to tidy up her hair.

The elevator arrived on the fifth floor soon.

Edison pulled her out and took her to a very private entertainment room.

This was a place only available for senior members of the Nightcharm Club. Ordinary people couldn't get access to it.

It was said to be an entertainment room, but in fact, it was a very luxurious suite, equipped with a lot of entertainment facilities, such as a billiards room, a game room, a cinema, a small bar, and a bathroom.

"There is a bedroom here. Sleep here with me tonight!" Edison said in a non-negotiable tone.

He walked to the bar counter, poured two glasses of wine, took a bucket of ice from the fridge, and put a few pieces of ice into the wine glasses.

Then, he handed one of them to Gwenyth.

Gwenyt didn't take it. "No, thanks."

She cared about what he had just said. "We would sleep here tonight?" she wondered.

"You promised that we wouldn't sleep together," said Gwenyth.

"We'll just sleep together, but we won't do anything else."

Edison put the glass into her hand, and she had to accept it.

Then, he turned around and sat on the sofa, shaking the wine in his glass gently. He took a sip and put it down, motioning for her to go to bed. "You can go to sleep now."

"There's only one bedroom here?" asked Gwenyth.

"Yes."

"You'll sleep on the sofa?" asked Gwenyth.

Edison was amused by her words.

He had never slept on a sofa, and never would he do that.

"I'll sleep on the bed."

"All right. I'll sleep on the sofa then," said Gwenyth.

"Whatever."

Edison leaned against the sofa motionlessly. Gwenyth had to stand next to the sofa and wait for him to get up.

The room was very quiet.

Edison lit a cigarette, and the white smoke was swirling around his fingertips.

He put the cigarette into his mouth and stared at Gwenyth with deep and penetrating eyes.

She had a seductive body but didn't seem vulgar. Even if she just stood there wrapped tightly in the most ordinary shirt and trousers, she was extremely alluring.

Edison's Adam's apple bobbed, and he could still feel the touch of her body. It was soft and familiar.

He clenched his fingers slightly and closed his eyes to recall it.

There was a faint fragrance on her body. It was not the smell of perfume, but a kind of milk fragrance, mixed with the smell of shampoo, very fresh and pleasant, just like the scent he liked four years ago.

"Come here."

Gwenyth remained motionless and asked, "What do you want?"

"I asked you to come here."

"If you need anything, just tell me," said Gwenyth.

It was only natural for her to be uneasy when she stayed in a room with only a man.

Edison's eyes were filled with lust when he stared at her as if he wanted to force her to have sex. How would Gwenyth get close to him?

Seeing her standing there motionlessly, Edison put out the cigarette, stood up, and walked toward her.

As he took a step forward, Gwenyth took a step back, keeping a distance of more than 40 inches from him.

"What are you afraid of?" he asked, pausing.

Gwenyth paused as well.

"I'm not afraid."

"Are you afraid that I will force you?" asked Edison.

"Before signing the agreement, you have promised me that I won't sleep with you. Please keep your promise."

Edison was pissed off by her words. He suppressed his anger and smirked. "Who do you think you are? I have a pick of all kinds of women. How would I be interested in your body?"