His Domineering Lover
Chapter 953

A luxury cruise ship was sailing in the rough and vast sea.

The dimly lit hall was filled with people, and in an unassuming corner sat a few personable men.

Caesar, who was surrounded by the others, was particularly outstanding. He leaned lazily on the sofa, crossed his legs, and knocked on the sofa with his fingers.

He seemed lazy. His eyes were sharp, his mouth a thin line. His features were strongly defined.

A black button on his delicate shirt cuff glistened in the dark. His dress reflected his nobility.

Invisibly, he exuded a terrifying aura, like an unsheathed dagger.

"Mr. Peterson, in case you've forgotten, this isn't the army. What's with the long face? You're no longer there, but why are you still like this?"

The man who spoke was Freddie Johnson, the eldest son of the Johnston family.

"Yeah, we heard your business was overseas, so we came here to celebrate. Come on, stop with the poker face." Zayne Hodges, who had a baby face, said helplessly.

"Is this a celebration? You know I'd never liked this kind of celebration." Caesar's words were so cold that made them tremble.

They said they were taking him out to sea, but it was actually a disguised auction. The buyers were all men, with teenagers and women being auctioned off.

To put it bluntly, it was a sex party for the rich. Caesar hated this ridiculous game the most. "We heard your family was setting you up with someone. But as far as we know, you're still a virgin. You know, men don't do well on their first night.

"We planned this party, so you won't embarrass yourself when you have sex with your future wife.

"Of all the hot women here, isn't there one you're attracted to? Are you gay? It's okay, they're good looking teenagers here, too. Come on, pick one!"

Ever since that woman left, Caesar had been single. He didn't even let any woman get close to him. He was 23 but he hadn't had sex yet. His friends were worried about him.

However, he didn't appreciate it at all. Instead, he looked at them as if they were his enemies!

"Are you finished? I'm going back to my room. Enjoy yourselves." Caesar gulped down his red wine and left indifferently.

"Heh, Caesar, you are just ungrateful!" Zayne snorted.

Freddie said in a low voice, "Let him be. Guess what? I've put drug in his wine. Whether he wants to or not, he's losing his virginity tonight."

"Wow, that sounds exciting. Do you have someone for him?"

"I'm gonna buy him the last woman up for auction."

"Well done, man. You're really thoughtful."

"Isn't it what a friend does? Come on, let's raise a glass to what Caesar's about to lose."

"Bang!" It was the clink of glasses.

Caesar walked out of the cabin to get some fresh air. His wine seemed to be particularly strong. He hadn't had much to drink, but he felt so hot. Even a shower didn't cool him down. D*mn it, why was it so strong? In the darkness, he went to bed dizzy, but touched something warm.

He suddenly turned on the light. Then, he saw a girl lying on the bed. She was only wearing a thin white dress, outlining her sexy figure.

Her skin was fair, in sharp contrast to her dark hair.

Unlike those women with heavy makeup, she was as pure as lily. Her lips were soft and tempting.

Somehow the fire in him began to burn!

It must be Freddie. He brought this girl here when he was taking a shower. The girl's eyes were blindfolded, and he didn't know if she was asleep or awake. She was like a cute motionless kitty.

The blindfold added to her mystery. He had to admit that he was attracted.

Caesar reached out and took off the blindfold. Then, he saw a pair of clear eyes. Her eyes were like springs, unstained by impurities.

Her palm-sized face had perfect features. Caesar had seen countless women, but she was the most beautiful woman he had ever seen.

It was a pity that her eyes were empty. She was like a wooden puppet without a soul.

She lay there quietly, blinking occasionally.

Caesar knew what was going on. She must have been drugged to prevent her from resisting the buyer.

Buyers could do whatever they wanted with the "goods" they bought. The drug wouldn't last long, but it was potent.

She was like a delicate doll, staring at somewhere with big eyes.

At such a close distance, he could even smell her faint scent. How could he not be tempted?

He'd got a hard-on, but he didn't want to rape a stranger. He went to the bathroom.

When he came back, the girl had kicked the quilt away. Her cheeks were glowing and she squirmed like a leprechaun.

She opened her mouth slightly. "It's hot... Rose feels so hot..."

D*mn it, they gave her an aphrodisiac!

Her name was Rose? She was indeed as charming as rose.

Caesar picked her up and put her in the bath. In the water, her dress accentuated her curves.

"You look young, but why are your boobs so big?" Caesar murmured.

Rose kept squirming. She was even more attractive when she was soaking wet. She didn't know what she wanted, but she felt empty and itchy, as if ants were biting her. "Miss, wake up..." Caesar gently patted her cheek.

Somehow, Rose grabbed his hand and put it on her boob. Her temperature passed through the dress to his palm.

So soft. This was the only thing on Caesar's mind.

Rose seemed to find a way to make herself feel better. She directly pulled him into the tub.

It wasn't a big tub, and they were all snuggled up together.

She felt a little more comfortable and began squirming again.

"I want... I want it," she mumbled.

Caesar felt that his blood was clotting all over. The beast inside him was about to burst out.

"Hot... I'm hot." Rose unconsciously touched his strong muscles.

"Woman, do you know who I am?" Caesar pinched her chin. Such a pose was too flirty.

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