His Beloved Mate

Cassie looked at the plane in front of her foolishly. Shit! Dylan was different from others in every aspect.

Frowning in disgust, Dylan looked at her and wondered what she was thinking about?

He said lightly, "Do you want me to carry you up in person?"

Cassie was pulled back to reality by his words and quickly said, "No. No."

Then she got into the cabin.

After a few hours' flight, they finally arrived at the hotel of Looping Harbor.

Holding a hand of Cassie, Dylan was followed by a dense mass of bodyguards in black. In the hall of hotel, Cassie saw a familiar figure suddenly at the elevator.

The woman was wearing a white dress and a wide brim straw hat.

Pointing at the elevator door that was about to close, Cassie asked, "Is... Isn't that Betty?"

Dylan saw the direction she pointed. Then the door of the elevator was closed. He frowned and said, "Betty is not qualified to do that."

The hotel designated by the organizers for this horse race was the hotel belonging to the Lu group. Moreover, during the horse race, the hotel only received invited guests, and the threshold was very high.

Indeed, Betty had a high position in the entertainment circle. But in the upper class, many people looked down upon a star like her. She was called a star if she was good, or an actor if she was bad.

Curling her lips, Cassie said, "Well, take it as my illusion."

"Well, Cassie? !"

A familiar voice came from the entrance of the revolving door. Cassie turned around in surprise and found it was Shirley.

and

walked up to her and asked with a smile,

Cassie nodded, "Yes."

"What a coincidence!"

and said, "I thought you didn't come so

voice and looked at Cassie.

"I'm afraid she's bored, so I came

and handed the room card to Dylan. "Mr. Dylan, Mrs. Dylan. I have checked

card, Dylan took

pressed Cassie against the corner of the wall and pressed his hot thin lips against

eyes were full of shock. She tried to push him away, but was caught by Dylan. All her strength seemed to be pulled away by

color of her lips was like lipstick. After a long time, perhaps feeling that her breath was a little short,

at her

was lingering around Cassie. She stuttered and didn't even dare to raise her head to look at Dylan. "You... What are

could only see his own figure in her eyes.

entered the hotel, many men looked at her. He really wanted to hide her.

There was a rare tenderness in his eyes. And

high-heeled shoes, Cassie felt her legs weak and numb after being kissed by Dylan. She could only reach

Dylan pinched her chin and whispered in

"I... My legs were weak just now. Now I'm

hands from behind. With a sly smile on

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already evening. The night of the Looping Harbor

changed a new set of clothes and stood in front of the French window. Suddenly, a pair of warm hands held her from behind. "What

her head, cleared her throat and said, "Just... Nothing. It's a little