Chasing his wife is shameless, the CEO kneels outside the door again

"Okay, then it's up to you. It will be a few months later. Okay, let's not talk about this and let's eat." Victor said and put some food for Anfiya.

Anfiya was speechless. He obviously started this topic, and now he said it again.

Men are all the same, and so is Xia Muchen.

She doesn't know why, but she can think of Xia Muchen now.

She tried hard to tell herself not to think about him, but his shadow appeared in her mind uncontrollably.

Anfiya shook her head vigorously, trying to expel Xia Muchen's figure from her mind.

But unexpectedly, instead of driving away his shadow, it became increasingly clear.

When Victor saw Anfiya shaking her head, he thought she was unhappy, "Anfiya, you..."

Seeing that he had misunderstood, Anfiya quickly said, "I suddenly felt dizzy just now. Maybe I drank too much." She found a perfect excuse.

"Then I'll take you back to rest after dinner." He originally planned to take her out to play, but it seemed like that was a waste.

"Yeah." Anfiya nodded.

After eating, Victor and Anfiya returned to the hotel apartment, and they said goodbye at the door.

"Amphiya."

"Huh?" Anfiya turned around, "What's wrong?"

"If you have a headache, come sit here and I'll make you a cup of hangover tea."

It's hard to refuse such kindness, and Anfiya herself can't stand it if she refuses him again.

"Okay."

Seeing her agree, the corners of Victor's lips showed a slight upward curve.

Open the door and enter the house.

Victor hurriedly took out the hangover tea, made a cup and handed it to Anfiya.

"Drink."

Although Anfiya was not drunk, she drank a lot, so it was okay to drink some hangover tea.

Since coming to Russia, she has learned to drink.

Victor turned on the chandelier, and the crystal chandelier emitted warm orange and bright light. It illuminated Anfiya's beautiful profile and had a special sense of beauty. He was fascinated by it without knowing it.

Anfiya noticed Victor's scorching gaze not far away, and suddenly felt uncomfortable, and her face turned red.

Under the warm orange light, the color of the rose appears, which is particularly beautiful.

"Well, after finishing the hangover tea, I'll go back first."

She stood up and walked out. Unexpectedly, one of her feet staggered as she lost her footing and fell down onto the carpet. She was so embarrassed.

"Be careful!" Victor stepped forward quickly, stretched out his arms, and held her arms firmly.

Victor helped her sit next to him. The two were so close that she could smell the faint smell of alcohol remaining on him.

Victor's little heart couldn't help but flutter, and a certain part of his body started to move along with his heart.

He felt a little thirsty, swallowed a mouthful of water, and his Adam's apple rolled up and down.

"Did you twist your ankle?" Victor leaned down and rubbed her ankle.

Anfiya shook her head in embarrassment, "No, I just accidentally lost my footing."

Victor was afraid that she was injured, but it was just fine if she wasn’t sprained!

He breathed a sigh of relief and sat back down next to her.

The surroundings were quiet, and the atmosphere became a bit awkward. Anfiya was just about to say goodbye again when she saw Victor coming over.

She clearly saw a certain emotion in his eyes, a desire unique to men and women.

Her heart sank, what was he going to do? She couldn't help but tighten her collar.

Victor mustered up the courage. They had been together for more than a year. He always respected her and didn't want to do anything against her will. It could be said that they had never even kissed like an ordinary couple.

But now, the love rival has come to Russia all the way.

If he doesn't do something at this moment to occupy her heart in advance, I'm afraid she really won't be his.

With an eager desire to possess Anfiya, Victor decided to get it for himself tonight.

Isn’t it said that the passage to the depths of a woman’s heart is right there? He was going to give it a try today.

The two of them were so close that Anfiya could clearly feel the heat on his body, and she could even hear his rapid breathing clearly.

A fear gradually rose deep in her heart. She didn't know what he would do next and whether he would hurt herself.

"Victor..."

Before Anfiya could finish her words, Victor's lips came close to her, and he wanted to block her mouth in this way.

Anfiya tilted her head in a hurry, avoiding Victor's kiss, and his lips fell on the side of her face.

Anfiya tried her best to push him away, but his strength was too great, and she couldn't separate him even one centimeter even with all her strength.

"Victor, you've drunk too much, I'm leaving first." Anfiya said and wanted to get up.

But she had just moved for a moment when Victor pinned her down on the sofa.

The fear in her heart became stronger and stronger, and Anfiya trembled slightly, "Victor, what are you going to do? Don't mess around."

Her voice trembled with fear.

"What do you think I want to do?" Victor's voice was hoarse, obviously filled with lust.

"I don't know what you want to do. I want to go home, so get out of my way." Anfiya struggled, trying to break free from his shackles.

Victor held her wrist firmly with his hand, "You will soon know what I want to do."

Anfiya felt that she was finished and she would definitely be raped by him today.

what to do? What should she do? Who can come to save her?

Victor tore it open with his hands and opened Anfiya's windbreaker.

She became even more frightened in her heart, struggling desperately to get rid of him, but she couldn't shake him even a little bit.

Victor untied Anfiya's clothes as he wished, and when the snow-white flesh appeared in front of him, he felt dizzy for a while.

He knew that she had good skin, but he didn't expect that seeing it with his own eyes would be more shocking than he imagined.

Anfiya felt a chill on her body and knew that his clothes had been torn apart.

She burst into tears in despair, dripping down from the corners of her eyes.

Suddenly she felt a pain on her collarbone, and then she realized that Victor was lowering his head and sucking her hard.

"No, you can't do this to me." Anfiya shouted.

"Why not? We are both engaged and getting married soon. We won't have to do this kind of thing after we get married."

"But we're not married yet, you can't do this..."

"We're going to get married sooner or later anyway, and you always have to give it to me, so why not just do it today." Victor said, tearing open Anfiya's skirt, revealing her slender, straight white legs.

At this moment, Anfiya was almost desperate. She knew that she would not be able to escape today.

She closed her eyes with a pale face. She didn't want to see what he would do to her next.

Victor looked at the beauty beneath him with red eyes. Ever since he met her, no woman had appeared beside him, so naturally he had to rely on himself to meet his physical needs.

At this moment, he couldn't bear it anymore. Just when he decided to break in, he felt a heat somewhere, and he actually disarmed beautifully!