Chapter 28 What Do You Want?

When they were signing the agreement, Clinton didn't look well.
If Sandra didn't mention Charlize intentionally to remind him of his beloved one's current situation, he probably would start a fight at the table.
The truce agreement was signed at the end.
But off the table, her wrist was snatched by the man, turning blue and black.
She didn't notice but put on an elegant smile, which made Clinton speechless.
The crowd came one round after another to toast to the agreement.
At the end of the ceremony, Clinton was almost drunk. His sharp eyes changed to be vague and confusing, which made him unexpectedly charming.
Sandra sent her brother off and came back to see the man was drinking again out of the tall glass, his long neck up, extremely sexy.
He saw she was back., he raised glass to her to toast from the distance, smiling faintly.
Her heart missed a beat, and at the same time she blamed herself for it.
She drove the car back to the Greens which was nearer, with Clinton sleeping at the back seat. In his dram, the man didn't look bully anymore. His long eyelashes covered his eye socket, undefended like a child.
For no reason Sandra lowered her body to kiss his cheek.
She held him out of the car. His body weight was completely on her. A breeze brushed over to spread his liquor smell around.
He smelled always good...
Sandra put her hand on her forehead while looking at him mercifully. She thought for a while and then decided to give him a bath first.
In the wet bathroom, Sandra closed her eyes to undress the drunk man. As soon as she held him into the bathtub, her hand was held by him immediately.
"Ouch."
Sandra cried out slightly to see the man in the bathtub had opened his eyes.
The foggy air lingered around his lean but strong body. He looked like the Bacchus in the ancient Greek, sexy and glamorous.
His eyes were half-open, confused instead of sharp. Sandra wasn't sure if he was drunk still.
" Sir?"
She tried to call his name and he looked up slowly.
It seemed that it took him a while to remember it was her.
"Sandra."
"Yeah?"
Sandra was uncertain and turned away her head awkwardly.
But he used force to drag her suddenly.
Out of expectation, Sandra cried out a bit and her whole body was in the bath tub, the splashed water soaked her thoroughly.
Before she could get up, the man immediately put her under his, with lust all over his dark eyes.
He possessed her in the bathtub.
He was biting her earlobe and his breath was all over her ears.
"Tell me, what do you want?"
Sandra held his neck and couldn't say anything while he was rushing inside her. Her calm started to break into pieces and she shook her head, unclear of happiness or sadness.
It was fiercely hot.
It seemed that he was letting off something.
Her body couldn't feel any pain, but could feel his warmth inside her, shamelessly.
Each cell was yelling in her body, she wanted him.
Clinton spoke seductively.
"What do you want?"
"Sandra, promise me, if you don't betray me, I will give you everything you want."
"...... "
Their intercourse lasted unexpectedly long.
When Sandra held the soaked man out of the bathtub to the bed, he was asleep, and she was totally exhausted.
What happened just now was like a dream.
"Sorry."
Sandra sat at the bedside for a long time. She was touching his cheek sentimentally, murmuring.
Was it his love confession just now?
Would she be soft?
She closed her eyes to get rid of the complicated things and emotions, and then got up to walk to the study.
All the deeds of the Greens were kept there.
Also including those of the docks.