Huai City, Z.mior Hotel, there’s an SUV in the parking lot.

Fiery lips sealed the woman’s impending exclamation, and the man pressed down, pushing her onto the back seat.

The combined weight of the two caused the leather seats to sink slightly.

Ashley Evans’s fingers curled restlessly, helplessly clinging to the man’s shoulders.

The car’s fragrance, mixed with the man’s cold pine cologne, overwhelmed all her senses.

Until her skin touched the armrest, the cool, hard sensation made Ashley whimper softly and tremble.

She barely regained a bit of consciousness, and then exhaled a hot breath, panted coquettishly.

Her soft, lingering voice hooked like it had a lure, “Mr, Mr, please, please...”

Brian Quinn chuckled softly, lifting one of her legs with one hand from behind.

The knee of her other leg sank deeper, her beautiful muscle lines tensed and trembling slightly.

“You know, why I like doing this in the car?” His deep voice sounded in her ear.

Ashley opened her attractive eyes, seeing her flushed cheeks reflected in the window, and shook her head gently.

Brian’s voice was still cold and low, steady even in the midst of the most intense sex.

He took a condom from the glove compartment, tore the corner of the packaging with his teeth, and slipped it on with his fingers, swift and skillful. His long, slender fingers moved with the grace of an artist.

“Good girl...I am happy that you learn dancing...” Brian lightly pecked her earlobe, entering her from behind,

“See, you can even do this...”

Ashley couldn’t suppress a low cry. As the last thread of her rationality slipped away, she only had time to think of one thing:

He’s a horny beast.

...

Ashley didn’t understand.

Why a man, after working all night and a long flight, would still have the energy for this immediately after landing.

For an entire hour and a half, he squeezed her tirelessly. When he finally finished, Ashley was drenched, and the seat was a mess.

Brian finally looked satisfied, sitting aside and lighting a cigarette.

Ashley curled up on the seat, and after the afterglow faded, she laboriously bent over to pick up her clothes.

Brian had thrown her onto the car and immediately started.

His rough, urgent movements had wrinkled her linen dress beyond repair.

Ashley glanced at Brian secretly, only to find him looking back. Their eyes met, and she quickly looked away.

Brian chuckled, picked up a paper bag from the front seat, and handed it to her. Ashley opened it to find a vintage green satin dress, her favorite color.

Ashley’s lips curled up involuntarily, and she used her dirty clothes to wipe away the sweat on her body. The sticky feeling was too much, so she grabbed wet wipes from the front, carefully wiped herself down, and then put on the new dress. Unfortunately, it was a bit tight.

Ashley adjusted the tightness around her chest, blaming him that even they had slept so many time, he still didn’t know her bra size.

“Are they upstairs?” Brian asked. Ashley responded affirmatively.

Brian extinguished his cigarette and zipped up slowly. After the affair, she was stripped bare and flushed, while he remained immaculate, with only a few inconspicuous wrinkles near his zipper, looking as if he could walk straight into a boardroom.

Ashley cursed under her breath, following him out of the car.

Once inside the hotel lobby, Brian separated from Ashley, heading to a private room on the second floor while she found a seat in a corner on the first floor to rest. Sitting in the waiting area, Ashley rested her chin in her hands, thinking back to the afternoon’s events.

After her lunch break, she received a call from Sarah Quinn, Brian’s mother, asking her to go directly to the hotel after school.

Ashley had inquired with the butler and learned that today’s gathering was arranged by Sarah a week ago, inviting very important guests.

As a servant of the Quinn Family, Ashley had no place at such an event. But Sarah had specifically called her and requested her mother, Melissa Evans, to come along too.

Ashley arrived at the hotel with doubts, only to be taken to the parking lot by Brian, and pushed into the car in the next second.

Lost in thought, a commotion arose from the stairs.

Ashley turned her head and saw Sarah, beaming, leading a group of people out. At the back of the group was Melissa, looking flustered.

Ashley quickly went over.

Sarah, full of joy, stepped outside, “Olivia!”

Ashley looked out to see a black Bentley with its door open, and a girl in a Chanel-inspired skirt getting out.

The girl had long hair and a shy, sweet demeanor.

“Auntie,” Olivia James’s round eyes glanced at Brian, and quickly move them away. Her voice sugary, “Brian.”

Ashley’s heart sank as she looked at Brian.

Brian had inherited the Quinn Family’s superior looks, perfect from bone structure to appearance, like a masterpiece of God. His deep, passionate gaze could make anyone’s heart race. Ashley had felt it before.

Now, Brian, with a gentle smile, was looking at Olivia with that same gaze. Successfully making the girl blush like a cherry.

Ashley’s face turned pale, and she lowered her head, retreating into the crowd. Her heart finally broke.

This was a matchmaking event.

As Brian’s secret lover for three years, she was the most inappropriate presence here.

Sarah held Olivia’s hand affectionately, leading her upstairs. Ashley followed the crowd a few steps, then stopped at the staircase, unwilling to go up.

“Ashley?” Sarah called, her expression displeased. “Why are you at the back? Keep up.”

Ashley glanced at Brian nervously, but he wasn’t looking her way, resignedly heading upstairs.

Brian was talking to Olivia, making her blush and smile, giving him a sidelong glance.

Ashley passed by unnoticed, and she lowered her head further.

“Let’s go upstairs,” Brian said to Olivia. Olivia obediently nodded.

Sarah was pleased, holding Olivia’s hand and Brian’s, leading them upstairs.

Only after the main figures had gone did Ashley come back to her senses.

As she moved, a sharp pain pricked her fingers.

“Ugh—” She looked at her hand, realizing she had broken a nail without noticing.

The maids filed past her, heading upstairs.

Melissa approached worriedly, “Ashley , are you okay?”

“I’m fine,” Ashley hid her hand behind her back, “Let’s go up.”

Melissa nodded, frowning, “Why did you change your clothes?”

Ashley paused, murmured in response, and headed up.

...

As soon as Ashley entered, Sarah was holding Olivia’s hand, “Olivia, would you like to see a dance?”

Olivia was taken aback, “A dance?”

Sarah’s smile grew warmer, “Ashley is a student at Huai University, in the Department of Dance. She’s quite good. I was worried you’d find it boring, so I asked her to dance for you!”

Ashley’s mind went blank. She quickly turned her head to look at Brian.