A Billion Desires
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Chapter 13 Thirteen img
Chapter 14 Fourteen img
Chapter 15 Fifthteen img
Chapter 16 Sixteen img
Chapter 17 Seventeen img
Chapter 18 Eighteen img
Chapter 19 Nineteen img
Chapter 20 Twenty img
Chapter 21 Twenty one img
Chapter 22 Twenty two img
Chapter 23 Twenty three img
Chapter 24 Twenty four img
Chapter 25 Twenty five img
Chapter 26 Twenty six img
Chapter 27 Twenty seven img
Chapter 28 Twenty eight img
Chapter 29 Twenty nine img
Chapter 30 Thirty img
Chapter 31 Thirty one img
Chapter 32 Thirty two img
Chapter 33 Thirty three img
Chapter 34 Thirty four img
Chapter 35 Thirty five img
Chapter 36 Thirty six img
Chapter 37 Thirty seven img
Chapter 38 Thirty eight img
Chapter 39 Thirty nine img
Chapter 40 Forty img
Chapter 41 Forty one img
Chapter 42 Forty two img
Chapter 43 Forty three img
Chapter 44 Forty four img
Chapter 45 Forty Five img
Chapter 46 Forty Six img
Chapter 47 Forty Seven img
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Chapter 49 Forty nine img
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Chapter 51 Fifty one img
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Chapter 9 Nine

The sudden kiss that greeted Jake's lips paralyzed part of his consciousness. As if hypnotized, the entire atmosphere around them stopped to make room for him and the girl he had just met to spark passion. The other side of Jake entertained Anna's lips, biting and caressing her tongue to gently sip the remains of the wine left there. As sweet as honey, Jake thought to himself. Moreover, one hand moved to cup Anna's jaw while the other pulled her slender waist, not wanting to create even a centimeter of distance.

"Jake..." Anna moaned, feeling the pounding in her chest now rolling like waves ready to hit the rocks. Her face turned red beyond embarrassment because she had pounced on Jake's lips like a slut. However, she has no other choice but to protect herself from the pursuit of a crazy man like Milo. The corner of Anna's eye, glanced at her ex, who was standing not far behind Jake's back, transfixed.

Instantly, Jake's consciousness gathered in one snap, making him stunned at his audacity. He was about to move away but was held back by Anna, who kissed his lips gently again, silencing all the words he wanted to say.

"There's a man behind you following me," Anna whispered between their kisses. Anna's slender fingers traced the lines of Jake's face, growing with a rough beard, then stopped at the man's thin, wet lips. There was an intense whisper within Anna to caress him again and taste Jake again in her mouth.

"Is it true?" Jake wanted to look away, but Anna stopped him from looking back again.

He doesn't know where the encouragement came from; Jake's hand grabbed Anna's waist tighter, making Milo, who saw it, even more disgusted. He raised his middle finger and then shouted,

"She's a whore, sir!" Then he walked away, disappeared behind the crowd, and was swallowed up by disappointment.

"Should I break that guy's neck?" Jake's request sounded like a warning to Anna's ears. "I can find--"

Anna shook her head slowly. "He has gone."

"Oh." Jake automatically stepped back, cleared his throat awkwardly, and then picked up Anna's plastic shopping bag piled on the ground. "I should have taken you home," he said, feeling guilty as he handed Anna her luggage.

Anna stood on tiptoe and looked slightly over Jake's broad shoulder, making sure that the figure of her ex's crazy obsession had disappeared from view. However, behind this man with exotic skin was a group of foreign tourists wearing casual and skimpy clothes. They didn't seem to care that someone had just kissed passionately.

Finally, Anna could breathe freely as she squeezed her chest. Her hands shook like crazy; her pounding heart still refused to stop as if she wanted to say something. She doesn't know if it was because of Milo's inappropriate hands that were rubbing Anna's body or Jake's kisses that were still felt on her lips.

She hurriedly received her luggage and said, "Thanks. But... I'm okay." There was doubt on her face because it could be that Milo chose to wait at the end of the alley to seduce her and rob her of her wallet. Again, the image of Milo forcibly fondling her and almost having sex with her made Anna's hair stand on end.

Jake noticed that the fabric of Anna's top was torn, almost exposing her cleavage. She wondered, did the man she said was her ex commit acts of violence? If Anna had given her permission, it would have been confident that the man who hurt Barbara's helper would have been beaten to a pulp. Jake didn't like men playing with women as if they had the right to their partner's body. If there are no feelings, why do they have to push for something that should be given up?

"What happened?" Jake asked. "Your clothes..." he pointed at the collar of Anna's crop top, then turned his gaze in another direction. "Open."

"Holy shit, damn it!" Anna exclaimed, realizing that her clothes were torn a pretty long way.

"Wait here," Jake asked, asking Anna to stay where she was.

"Where are you going?" shouted Anna. "Jake!"

Jake ignored Anna's call and approached his Audi, which was parked not far from where they were. A blue knit sweater was lying on the passenger seat; at least this could help Anna cover the part that shouldn't be shown publicly. Moreover, her full tits are almost visible and invite many eyes to enjoy the view. Jake rushed back, handed Anna her Loro Piana sweater, and pulled back the bag of groceries for her to put on quickly. "Put it on!"

"Hah?"

"Are you going to show your tits?" Jake pointed with his double chin, then looked away again. "Put it on, Anna."

Like it or not, Anna wore a soft knit sweater against her skin even though it was huge on her body. She looked down, looking at herself like drowning in Jake's fragrant clothes. A hint of sweet vanilla aroma, like milk mixed with amber and a hint of fresh orange, wafted into Anna's sharp nose. She sniffed once again, feeling that Jake's body fragrance truly represented how sexy and luxurious it was simultaneously.

"Hey," Jake called, chuckling, observing the cute girl's behavior.

Anna was confused, patting the part she inhaled so as not to leave a trace of powder or lipstick because she knew that Jake's clothes were a third of her salary for one week in Sydney. "You're exaggerating even though I'm fine."

"Women can be men's best prey, Anna. Any clothes that show parts of your body can turn them into monsters," said Jake. "Come inside and tell me what happened to you."

"Jake, I--"

"I don't accept rejection," said Jake, taking Anna's hand into the beach club.

            
            

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