His Domineering Lover
Chapter 984

Rose's big eyes blinked, and her innocent look tempted Caesar even more.

Caesar lifted her up and put her back on the bed.

That night's feeling was what he thought of the most during these nights after. The temperature of this woman's body had already been rooted deep in his heart and mind.

Finally, he could touch her, feeling nervous and excited.

"Caesar, no, no."

"Don't no me." Caesar kissed her on the lips.

Rose had long lost her memory of what had happened later, and she felt as if she had just had a dream.

In her dream, she was floating on top of a cloud, floating with no end in sight.

The difference from the last time was that she had witnessed the process with her own eyes. Knowing she shouldn't be doing so and trying to push him away yet to no avail, he had her time after time. Until late at night, she lay on the edge of the bed and pleaded feebly, "Cesar, can we call it a night?"

"What did you call me?"

"Caesar."

"No, the one before that."

"Cesar."

"Again."

"...Cesar," she called out carefully. To her utmost surprise, before her voice died down, Caesar was already on top of her again, making her regret her guts out.

It was not until dawn that Caesar let go of the powerless little woman's body.

Rose was so tired that she couldn't even open her eyes. As soon as Caesar stopped, she fell asleep.

When she was half asleep and half awake, she felt warm, and someone was washing her body. She uttered a slight sound before falling completely asleep in Caesar's arms. Caesar was in a great mood and took Rose back to bed. Just now, someone came in to change the covers.

The bodyguards were all frightened. All their theories about his impotence vanished without a trace, realizing that he was only waiting for the right time with the right person. Caesar slept with Rose in his arms. This time, he no longer had insomnia, and even in the daytime, he slept very soundly.

Rose had been working until three o'clock. After being tortured for a few hours, she slept all the way through the day without even waking up once.

The casino closed for business and would not reopen until after midday.

Katie left with a group of people. She usually talked a lot, but she didn't say a word today.

"Katie, what's wrong with you today? You seem quite silent."

"Piss off," Katie said coldly, her seeming anger frightening the people walking around her.

Katie had the longest experience in the casino, and she was also the sales champion. She was very popular in the casino, especially with Caesar, and everyone kind of had to suck up to her. Just as they walked out of the elevator, they met the cleaner who was sorting out the garbage.

Katie saw the black silk covers in the garbage at a glance. She was too familiar with them.

Caesar's world was either black or white. The decoration of his room was mainly black and white, and she passed by Caesar's bed when she went to send clothes.

Such bed covers with simple colors could belong to no one else.

Katie ran to the garbage like crazy and grabbed the covers.

Katie's face turned pale when she saw a lot of mottled white spots on the black bed.

"Katie, d*mn, that's the garbage, what are you doing?"

"Get away from that already, Katie. Your dress's gonna get messed up."

"F*ck me, quite the little upper we got here, don't we? Rough night for the chick, whoever that is," The people present immediately understood what that thing was.

None of them had ever been to Caesar's room, so they didn't know where the covers originally belonged.

"Katie, your look terrible. Do you want me to take you to the hospital to have a look?"

"You've been working too hard, Katie. You gotta learn to loosen up a bit. You can't make all the money in the world, can you now?"

Katie ignored everyone's words, pushed them aside, and ran out.

"What's wrong with her? Pressure slamming her down?"

"Yeah, that, and her being feisty. She's about three steps away from snapping the s*it outta herself, I tell you, that one. She's gonna be a lost cause before you know it if she keeps pushing herself like that." Katie only felt that everyone in the world had betrayed her. She originally had a quite good impression of Rose, thinking she was all sweet and simple.

It was only now that she found out that Rose had taken advantage of her role to get herself to Caesar's bed!

Pain, earth-shattering pain, gushed into her chest, making her devastated.

Rose didn't wake up until the afternoon. Even after she woke up, she didn't have any strength from head to toe. She felt like her whole body could fall apart into pieces if she dared to move a muscle. Last time, being her first time having sex, Caesar was relatively gentle. As for the night before, Caesar was like a caged beast set free, ravaging her tender body like a tornado.

"I'm so thirsty," Rose spoke in a hoarse voice. There was a cup of water at her mouth, which was poured by Caesar himself.

When Rose finished the whole cup in two or three gulps, the room was completely dark. She could only see Caesar's silhouette.

"Want more?" Caesar lowered his head and asked.

His voice was very sexy and magnetic.

"Yeah, you might as well bring the kettle."

After drinking two cups of water, Rose felt that she had regained some of her strength. She thought of what he had done to her last night and said, "You s*ithead!"

While they were at it, Rose didn't feel ashamed of herself or shy at all. But now that she recalled the whole process, she wished she could find a crack on the ground and hide in it. However, without any crack, she had to make do with the cover on the bed.

"Little ostrich, are you hungry? I've prepared your favorite dishes."

"I don't want to..."

"Not hungry, right? Then I'll eat by myself." As Caesar said this, he had already left. He pulled open the curtains and a red light fell cast into the room.

At this time, the sun was setting, and Rose heard the sound of plates and forks and knives. She quietly lifted the covers a bit just to see Caesar devouring the food.

She didn't know what he was eating. She did, however, feel saliva gathering in her mouth as she watched him go at the food. Hungry as she was, she'd do anything for a piece of bread or simply a bowl of oatmeal.

Caesar sighed faintly, "D*mn, yummy, how could this be so yummy?"

"Such a f*ckhead!" Rose thought to herself.

"You sure you won't join me for a chow, ostrich? Some prime steak I got here, medium well." Caesar held up a piece of steak on the fork and swayed it towards her.

Rose swallowed again and said, "I hate beef."

"Oh? That so? Then how come I have this picture in my mind of a chick almost eating my plate down some time ago?" Caesar continued to tempt her.

"That's a ridiculous exaggeration! I just didn't wanna waste any food! Food that had to be bought with cash!"

"Right, everything has just got to come down to money with you. Anyway, I don't really know where this steak cost except for the fact that it did come from Japan. But since you don't want it, I'mma feed it you the hounds, who might sincerely appreciate it."

"What! Feeding it to the hounds? That's a god forbidden shameful waste!" Rose roared in the bed.

"I'm not gonna finish all of it myself and I don't see anybody helping me with it. Throwing it into the trash can would be the real waste whereas feeding the hounds might even gain me some looks of appreciation from them."

"You..."

"I almost forgot! There's also this, how do you pronounce that, right, Bourgogne! A fine bottle of Bourgogne whose looks just don't agree with me. So here goes," Caesar directly poured the red wine onto the carpet. That exquisite carpet that could cost Rose's salary of a year and that bottle of wine that could cost two. "Lunatic, you are a complete lunatic!!!" Rose was so angry that she snapped. How could there be such a psychopath?

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