Chapter 487
Even in a standard lab coat, she managed to stand out, capturing attention at first glance and making everything else around her seem like a mere backdrop.
Her serious and focused demeanor at work added a layer of mystery and allure to her presence. In the cold and formal lab, she was both pure and tempting, making one desperate to tear away the loose white coat to discover the stunning figure hidden beneath. Orion watched her intently, her beautiful face focused on her work, her pale, slender fingers gently shaking a test tube. His deep gaze darkened, his Adam’s apple bobbing dryly, as if parched with thirst, almost as though he wanted to devour something fiercely.
“Xanthea, this set of data has been tested repeatedly. There’s no problem, We’ll continue with the rest tomorrow, okay?”
“Yeah, you guys head home. I just finish up recording this last set of numbers.”
As the lab emptied out, Xanthea prepared to record the last set of data before leaving.
Suddenly, she was tightly embraced from behind. Startled, she grabbed the nearest instrument, ready to strike, only to hear his deep, hoarse voice, “Babe, it’s me.”
“Orion? You scared the life out of me!”
He had entered silently, wrapping around her like a sinister snake, giving her goosebumps, making her fear a freak had grabbed her!
“I called out to you, but you didn’t respond.”
“When I’m working, I’m really focused, don’t you know that?”
“I know. So focused I just want to rip your clothes off, bit by bit.”
Listening to his cruel words and the hoarse voice filled with obsessive desire, an indication of him being sexually aroused, Xanthea swallowed nervously.
This overly energetic and clingy SlyFox had just worn her out in the AV room last night, and now what?
“Orion, what do you
now?”
“Want you so bad, so much so…
She quickly covered his mouth, silencing the provocative words, “This is a sacred lab, watch your language.”
But that only made it more thrilling for him.
“Who asked you to seduce me and touch me at your
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work?”
Xanthea looked utterly wronged and innocent, “Orion, don’t make false accusations. When did I touch you?”
Orion accusingly glanced at the test tube on the table.
Xanthea was like: There was no saving this man’s twisted mind!
“Xannie, Xannie, Xannie.”
Unable to resist any longer after touching her soft body, like a man driven by an intense craving. Orion tore her lab coat apart. Poor Xanthea, with her petite frame, had no chance to fight back.
“Hey, hey, Orion, stop it! That’s a new coat. I just got it!”
Just call me hubby, and I’ll let you go.”
“Jerk, pervert, scum, hubby, hubby, please spare me.”
Liar, calling him “hubby” only spurred him on even
