Attractive Cute Wife

In the largest five-star hotel in Carl City, a chandelier hung from the top, and countless spotlights flashed back and forth in the dreamy venue. The engagement ceremony between Jim Smith, son from the most powerful Smith family across Carl City, and Anne Brown was being held.

But the bride-to-be was frantically chased by three, five bodyguards.

"Stop!"

"So hot..." Anne tugged at her collar. There was an abnormal flush on her cheeks.

You wish, only dummies would stop!

Just then, she had a cup of wine given by her aunt, Kate Turner, and then started to feel unusual heat within herself.

She looked back at those in hot pursuit and ran straight towards the elevator. Although she had no idea what was in the wine, she knew it was definitely not something good given her impression of her aunt! Aware of the abnormality, she certainly would run. She was not stupid!

She pressed the button to the highest floor and let out a sigh of relief when the elevator ascended. Weren't those people so great? Could they fly up here?

Only she didn't know that floor was only open to the most distinguished guests of the hotel. Ordinary people were not allowed to show up there.

The burgundy velvet carpet stretched from the elevator to the suites. Without even considering, Anne rushed into one room. This kind of suite was extremely expensive, and she supposed no one should be there. Besides, she was not that unlucky, eh?

The heat within her became unbearable, and she swallowed. Consciousness started to leave her.

Darn it! What was happening to me?

The suite was lit by faint orange light, under which she could vaguely discern the luxurious interior and hear the pitter-patter of water from the bathroom.

Suddenly, the sound of the water stopped.

Out of the bathroom came Denny White, his lower body wrapped in a towel. His lean muscles and perfect V-line abs were exposed.

His eight-pack abs and golden proportion were comparable to those of a model.

His sculpted figure was naturally attractive and tantalizing.

Water dripped from his hair to his shoulders and then slowly trickled down.

"Who's there?" His icy voice sounded like a walking iceberg from the Antarctic. It was deep, lazy, and as pleasant as cello music.

Anne felt dizzier. Except for the heat all over her body, she could not feel other things.

So hot!

Why so hot?

It felt like a colony of ants was crawling back and forth in her. They were marching to her heart little by little.

She held onto the wall and moved towards the faint orange light. As she moved, a gush of coolness assaulted her senses. Widening her eyes with surprise, she itched her way forward. A cool and moist sensation seemed to stifle her heat instantly.

"Get out!"

The icy voice came abruptly with the cool sensation.

Now Anne didn't care about anything else except for the cool and moist thing that could stifle the raging fire in her. When she touched it, she felt like treading on air.

Although it touched not that smooth but bumpy and hard actually, she could make do. Holding the thought, Anne simply stuck herself on it. Whatever it was, it worked!

His face black with anger, Denny watched the intruder trying to seduce him. There seemed to be insoluble ink in his eyes.

"Do you have a death wish?" His voice sounded like an ice cellar. Gnashing his teeth, Denny looked at the little woman clinging to him, his eyes tinted with estranged rage!

"Ah! You have a nice voice, handsome. I love to hear you talking. Say something more, eh? My ears haven't had enough of it!"

Like a nympho, she even pinched Denny's face, "Let me see if you look handsome or not!"

Denny's face became dull black. How dare the damn woman pinch his face!

This was too far!

Denny grabbed her clothes, ready to throw her out!

Maybe he exerted too much strength that her evening dress was torn open.

A butterfly birthmark was unveiled on her collarbone!

Denny narrowed his deep, dark eyes into a slit. It was she!

He finally found her!

"Handsome, you smell so good. Come here, let me sniff at you!"

The delirious woman wasn't really aware of what she was doing. She slipped and somehow toppled Denny!

Her cherry lips pressed against his cool, thin ones.

Amazing!

Anne ran her little hands across his body, turning him on.

She didn't know why but wanted to draw close to his cool lips. She felt so hot!

The heat was unbearable!

Denny's eyes were as shiny as the stars. To his surprise, the woman touching his chest and pinching his face should be her!

"Little woman, you offer it!"

Denny scooped Anne up and laid her down flat on the king-size bed.

As soon as she got on the bed, Anne couldn't wait to hold the well-proportioned body!

"Handsome, your body is so cool, hug me!"

...

The next day when the sky just turned white, the door was knocked.

Irritated by the interruption, Denny pulled on a nightgown and got out.

"Boss, the old man is in the hospital. Madam is expecting your immediate return."

"What? Grandpa is hospitalized?"

"Boss, a bunch of people tried to break in last night. We've disposed of them all."

"Mm."

Denny closed the door and changed his clothes. Before leaving, he took a look at the little woman fast asleep in bed. As a sudden idea struck him, he picked up her handbag and took away her ID card.

She was named Anne Brown!

Nice name!

He would be back for her.

He gazed at her affectionately and strode away.

But he didn't notice that his lighter was accidentally left behind.

When Anne woke up, her body felt like shattered. In pain, she could hardly move.

She struggled up and looked around, "Where am I?"

When she looked down, she found her body dotted with bruises!

Not a young girl, she certainly knew what it meant!

Darn it!

She was framed!

This should be the reason why her 'good aunt' gave her that cup of wine!

Anne lifted the quilt, ready to pull on her engagement dress.

"Shit! What a beast!"

Her evening dress was torn open. How horny was he!

"If I see you again, I promise I'll tear your apart, humph!"

Anne waved her fist in the air and cursed to her heart's content. Then she started to worry about what to wear.

Then a shiny bag caught her eyes, in which there was unexpectedly a Chanel dress. It was brand new, and even the barcode hadn't been removed! Whose was this?

"Whatever, I can put it on and pay for it later."

She changed into the dress and recalled the man last night. Traces of clues should be found to identify him.

She searched around and found a silver lighter on the bed. It looked upscale with D.W printed at the bottom.

What did this mean?

DW?

Game title? Email address?

Not quite like it.

Anne took a tumble, "Ah, I get it. Rich people like to read from right to left, so it should be weed. Mr. Weed, you took advantage of me today. I will not let this go so easily!"

Anne spat out those words from her gnashed teeth, picked up her handbag, and left.

As soon as she got out of the hotel, the reporters ambushing there swarmed over and blocked her way.

"Miss Brown, rumor has it you entered the room of a strange man at Mr. Smith and your engagement banquet last night. Isn't this a love affair before marriage?"

"Don't you feel sorry for Mr. Smith? Are you going to break off the engagement?"

...

Bombarded by questions, Anne didn't even have a chance to explain and was lost for words.

Suddenly, the reporters' voices stopped. While Anne was puzzled, they somehow spontaneously stood in two lines, making a way in the middle.

Jim and her cousin, Amy Brown, were standing at the end of the path!

"Jim, I can explain."

Before Anne could finish, Jim broke in impatiently, "Save it, I won't believe a word from you!"

Anne knew she was set up and Jim misunderstood her.

Holding Jim's arm, Amy walked up intimately, "Anne, don't blame me, but how could you do such a shameless thing?"

"No, it's not like that."

"Enough!" Jim interrupted her impatiently, holding Amy and facing the reporters' flashlights, "I'm announcing today that Anne cheated on me before marriage. Therefore, I hereby terminate my engagement with her, and Amy will marry into the Smith family on her behalf."

Anne felt aggrieved because she was framed but had no evidence to argue. Now, this happened, and she would definitely be defamed by the media's irresponsible coverage.

Since that cup of wine came from her 'good aunt' Kate, Amy should be also part of it.

No, she must clarify it!

Anne rushed to Jim and grabbed his wrist, "Jim, you gotta listen to me, I was framed."

"Framed? Didn't you enter a strange man's room on your own?" The corner of Jim's lips curved up, and he whispered into Anne's ear, "It doesn't matter. I need you to cheat on me."

In shock, Anne widened her eyes, clenched her fists, and shivered, "What do you mean?"

Jim spoke in a voice only audible to the two of them, "In fact, I've been favoring Amy. But your dad concluded the engagement with my grandpa. I have to care about his reputation and could not find an excuse to break off our engagement. Now you had an affair, and I have to say sorry to your deceased dad."

Unfaithful man and lowly bitch, what a perfect match! Slut and scum, happy marriage!

"Jim, Amy, how dare you!" Anne gnashed her teeth and clenched her fists to suppress the urge to kill the unfaithful man!

Jim smiled, "We've been together for quite some time. If you are not No. 1 beauty in Carl City, do you think I would tacitly consent to the engagement for so many years? Except for your appearance, you are nothing and not even worthy to polish shoes for Amy!"

Anne was trying her best to suppress the intent to tear the pair of bitches apart!