Billionaire and His Scheming Beauty

It was morning.

Fleur was used to waking up very early, when the sky was still dark. When she opened her eyes she was covered with deep-coloured, fresh sheets.

She was the only one in bed. Sitting up, she saw Olivier on the sofa.

She tiptoed to him and observed him in his sleep. Even in his sleep he was so rigid.

In deep sleep, his handsome features were especially attractive, as if his face was a masterful painting.

Fleur pulled off the quilt on Olivier's body. Just when he began waking up, Fleur quickly climbed onto him.

Holding onto his neck, Fleur smelled how clean his body was. Strong and manly.

But at that moment Olivier turned to his side, sandwiching her between his body and the sofa.

"Fleur Leroy." Olivier's eyes were clear as day. "Do you have no shame at all?"

to you, I

glanced down as Fleur timidly

stubborn?" Fleur raised

men? Very skilled." Olivier's

what she was trying to do. Her eyes remained indifferent, as if she did not want

and energies

any people. Just you." She

she spoke like this. Her charm was strong, sure, but it only got further and further

up." Olivier had

when did Fleur obey him? Her eyes were bright as sparkling spring water. She said, "The second condition." On that offer Olivier gave

Fleur raised her

frowned and gripped her leg as if intent

I'll change it." Fleur was not dumb. "No kissing.

gritted teeth. "You seriously want me to retract my offer and banish you out

now I just want you