Please Stop, My Hubby!

Yoda Royal City Hotel, the only 7-star hotel of S city, stood in the heart of the city. The people who lived here were very wealthy and noble; the expenditure was over a million a night. It was a place for royalty, celebrities and tycoons to stay.

In the hotel's lavish private room, Bruce Miller and Loren Lynd were trying to persuade their daughter Anne Miller to toast to their client, Manager Smith, who had repeatedly hinted that he wanted Anne to spend the night with him. Otherwise, no business would be discussed.

Business was bad now, and sacrificing a foster daughter for this nine-figure business was nothing.

"Anne, just one drink, your elder sister has had several."

Loren Lynd handed the wine glass to her daughter's lips and lowered her voice, "If this deal doesn't work out, I'll die in front of you, do you know how much the private room here costs for a night, and you'll be scared if I say it!"

Under her mother's repeated bullying, Anne Miller sighed darkly, she frowned and drank a cup of wine, and her face was instantly red, hot and dizzy, she was not good and passed in a daze a moment later.

Seeing the situation, Loren Lynd affectionately patted the back of Manager Smith's hand, "Manager Smith, you drink first, and when you wake up later, I'll find you a delicate twenty-year-old girl."

"Manager Lynd, well done......." After a compliment, Manager Smith raised his wine glass and drank it happily.

It was late at night.

A 1.6 billion black Rolls-Royce Silver Phantom car stopped in front of the Yoda Royal City Hotel like a beast from the sky, with unparalleled dignity and dominance.

The hotel-equipped butler hurriedly jogged forward, and then he bowed and opened the car door.

"Mr. Harris, please!"

Allen Harris stepped out on his slender and powerful legs, and he stood out with grace, his long and upright figure momentarily cast a shadow over the butler.

He was nearly 1.9 meters in height, and his figure was perfect under the top-notch custom-made dark dark-print trench coat, and under his shiny broken hair was a handsome face with a deep profile and perfect facial features.

His good looks were so handsome that even with a microscope it was difficult to find a single flaw.

His aura was exceptional, towering over everyone, and his body was filled with the aura of a noble and cold emperor.

"Mr. Harris, this is your room card, Royal 909 Suite." The butler bowed ninety degrees and presented his room card with both hands.

Allen Harris took the room card and tossed the car keys to the butler in a dashing manner; he walked into the lobby with a sedate step, and then he headed straight for the dedicated elevator and arrived at the Royal Suite on the highest floor.

Swiping in the door, he took off his windbreaker and tossed it on the couch, and he pulled off his tie and turned on the TV to watch the international news for a few minutes.

Completely devoid of nutritional value for today's news, he stood up and stepped into the fully automated bathroom, which was resplendent and magnificent.

He tilted his head up, and the warm stream of water automatically turned on and a splash of water hit him in the face.

The waterline fell from angular cheeks, and flew through a wide, firm honey-colored chest, and then it converted into a muscular mermaid line that continued to run downward, outlining an infinitely sexy and deadly enough texture.

After a good shower, he felt fully relaxed.

He casually gathered a bath towel around him and grabbed it to wipe his damp hair.

Then he went into the bedroom and came to the bar before pouring a glass of red wine, he shook the glass skillfully before raising it, and then his thin lips slightly opened, the scarlet-scented liquor flowed slowly down his throat and his Adam's apple rolled out in a seductive arc.

"Well...uh...."

Suddenly, a soft, long, and delicate voice sounded, which made his heart sway and the soul swoon.

What was going on?

Allen Harris's gaze suddenly turned cold and his pupils contracted slightly, emitting an extremely dangerous chill, the female voice came from the white super luxurious bed, the quilt bulged slightly, someone was inside!

Allen Harris gently put down his wine glass and walked over to the bed, his long fingers pulled up the corner of the comforter and he fiercely lifted it.

He saw a bright, moonlight-like body, which was white, flawless, exquisite, and dazzling.

"Hot, so hot, uh....."

Anne Miller hummed, then she bit her cherry red lips, her eyebrows frowned as if she was enduring a great torture.

Allen wrinkled his eyebrows, and his eagle eyes narrowed slightly, his brain immediately gave a judgment that this woman had been poisoned!

Her delicate wrists were bound by silk fabric, and she struggled helplessly, dense beads of sweat oozed from her pale pores and rolled in all directions along the curve of her body, forming an infinite reverie.

Anne wanted to open her eyes, but her eyelids were heavy, her long eyelashes were slightly fluttering, and her five senses were exquisite and natural, without a single flaw and pretentiousness.

Allen's eyes deepened and his throat tightened inexplicably, he stopped looking at her, and then he pressed his long finger on the speakerphone and dialed "1".

"Mr. Harris, what can I do for you?" The butler asked politely.

Allen didn't speak immediately; he glanced at the woman who was still struggling and squirming, and he lightly pursed his thin lips, "Nothing." And he hung up the phone.

Allen walked over to Anne again, and he nimbly undid the silk on her wrist and roughly pulled her up.

"Where's the woman from, get out of here!"

Everyone in S City knew that he was a man who was not close to women; he had taken his job as a wife, so no one would give him a woman as a gift, everything here should be of this woman's design.

"Cool, comfortable, uh...."

Anne was grabbed by a pair of big cool hands and she left the hot bedding, she felt a little fresher, and she pounced on the person by instinct like a mosquito could smell the source of blood.

Allen was pounced backward defenselessly, the crystal light above his head shattered into countless neon lights in his eyes.

When the woman slammed into his chest, it was as if fireworks were blooming in his chest, and big bunches of fireworks bloomed with a bang, Pandora's Box was opened that would unleash all the evil greed and the vain pain of the human world...

He adjusted himself quickly; he held his breath and clenched his fists, flexing his near-extreme endurance against the woman's physical and mental assault on him.

"Damn woman! Get the hell out of here!"

Allen's eyes were fierce, and he raised his hand and pushed it towards her while letting out a roar of anger, as if he had hit on cotton, his strength was absorbed as much as possible.

"Uh......."

Anne was pushed out and she pulled off the bath towel that Allen had wrapped around his waist, slamming it heavily on the mattress.

Allen was so nervous that he reached out to grab the bath towel, but to his surprise, the shameless woman climbed on top of him with her hands and feet, which was like grape ivy, she would climb him whether the wall wanted to or not.

Allen's hard chest was once again hit with softness, and a rush of hot blood rushed to his brain.

Damn, he reacted!

The woman's skin was as white and soft as silk, her delicate collarbone and thinly cut shoulder blades was a feast for the eyes; the scent of natural nectar on her body was the scent of a lone maiden, and her whisper was the charm of infinity...

All his senses were mobilized, and his body was so hot that he was desperate to find an exit.

Anne's pink lips were slightly open, rippling with a seductive glow, and she eagerly searched for a man's lips, like a fish in the desert that longed for water.

Allen didn't move until the woman's incomparably soft lips pressed forcefully against his, and the unskilled kiss made every vein of his kiss burst.......

Ten years of perseverance collapsed with a bang!

Allen regained the initiative, he fiercely held the woman in hid solid embrace, and then he lowered his head to seal her lip and fiercely kissed her, just like the drought for too long dying of thirsty victims, he couldn't wait to claim the sweetness on her lips.

Tearing pain washed over her as he leaned over her, which briefly suppressed the bone-eating drug torture and gave her momentary sobriety.

"It hurts, it hurts....."

She shivered beneath him, and her soft hands against his firm chest.

A soft, tender sound made him pause slightly, however, nothing would change, what should continue would continue as the desire to possess each other's bodies deeper.

In the luxurious room, their heads and necks were intertwined and sweat dripped down, creating an exquisite landscape..........

After the woman had fallen asleep, Allen tucked her under the silk quilt and set the room temperature to a comfortable 24 degrees.

After a quick shower, he dressed, took his watch and glanced at the sleeping woman.

Behind those butterfly-winged, trembling eyes hid a pair of beautiful bright eyes, and two rows of white teeth were hidden in the corners of the curved crescent-moon teeth and lips.

It tickled one's curiosity, but he wasn't going to make much of a stop.

A moment later, he opened the door and left the suite at a steady pace.

Allen made a call to the butler and told him to wait in the first-floor lobby, the butler wiped his forehead in fright, and he did not know what had happened in the middle of the night, so he hurried there.

Allen instructed him not to send anyone to tidy up his room for the time being, and he told him to get the surveillance tapes and send them to his office without any loss.

The butler was relieved to see Allen's face still elegant and calm, but he still didn't dare to delay and rushed towards the monitoring room like the wind.

Allen made another call to his special assistant Kevin, receiving the call from the boss, Kevin realized that something was wrong and he rushed over with a group of bodyguards in a hurry. More than a dozen bodyguard cars swept through the entire lane, and they escorted Allen back to the S.D Imperial Group.

Twelve o'clock midnight, S.D Imperial Group, president's office at the top floor.

Allen crouched in the luxuriously configured sofa, he put his arm casually on the backrest, his eyes under the deep eyebrows were profound and sharp, and he stared at the big LED screen without turning his eyes.

On the screen, a middle-aged woman dressed luxuriously held the young girl up and slowly walked to his door, they swiped the card to enter the Royal 909 Suite, and the young girl was the one who had been strongly fucked by him.

Seeing this scene, Kevin was so frightened that he almost lost his soul. It was a good thing the president was fine, otherwise he would have been blamed.

"President, it was I who was careless, I immediately sent someone to secretly investigate these two women."

Kevin nodded his head in reproach and confessed, and then he clenched his fists in anger, "I never thought that the security of Yoda Royal City Hotel would be so bad! It seems that the M&A is not so good, we should buy it and get the operating rights....."

Allen frowned at Kevin, the aura of nonchalance was daunting, and Kevin immediately shut up, realizing that he hadn't caught the point, he hurriedly rearranged his thoughts.

Allen retracted his eagle eyes and said faintly, "First, these two women went to the wrong room, the room card management system was wrong, so their cards swiped open my room; second, they were sent by the SG organization from Y Country, which was more troublesome."

"President, there's nothing to bother with, whoever she is, just kill her to put an end to it."

With a sinister and gloomy face, Kevin crossed his palms and wiped them on his neck.