Samuel scowled, suddenly standing up from the couch. "Lorelai, I, Samuel, never take a loss, especially not from a woman. I've estimated roughly, you owe me energy expenditure compensation of 1 billion."

1 billion dollars?

Why don't you rob a bank instead?

"You're worth 1 billion? Are you kidding me?"

Samuel hooked his thin lips up into a smirk, "How much I am worth, I suppose you know very well. 1 billion is already a discount, I will give you one day to prepare 1 billion, or prepare for jail."

1 billion, even if she sold herself she wouldn't have that much money.

Wasn't it his first time too?

Moreover, such act cannot be completed single-handedly. Without his cooperation, she wouldn't have been able to do it no matter how capable she was.

Why does he act like the victim, asking her for compensation?

Lorelai curled her red lips, looking hoodlum-like, "No money, but you can have my life!"

Samuel frowned, this woman is actually playing tough.

He stretched his long arm to encircle Lorelai within his arms, his head resting on her ear, "You don’t have to pay, just be my woman and let me sleep with you."

A whiff of a faint fragrance invaded Lorelai's nostrils, with the surging masculine scent surrounding her, her heart began to palpitate erratically.

Suppressing her pounding heart, she looked at the man before her and let out a giggle, "Samuel, please stop kidding. You, a notorious playboy, are still lacking women?"

Everyone knew that Samuel was lustful, a renowned playboy in City C, often associated with famous female celebrities and models, and all his ex-girlfriends were stunningly beautiful and seductive.

He changed women faster than he changed clothes, and the female companions by his side never lasted more than a week.

Samuel curled the corner of his mouth into a playful smile, "I'm not lacking women, but what I lack is a vixen like you."

Damn it, he actually called her a vixen.

Well, if she wasn't a bit of a vixen, wouldn't it be a waste of his insult?

Lorelai's sexy red lips hooked up, shamelessly wrapped around his neck, her head dipped to his ear, "I'm afraid I'll disappoint you, Mr. Townsend. This vixen is not interested in a playboy like you."

Samuel's ear tingled. He was unexpectedly stirred by this woman, unable to suppress the restless energy in his body. He managed a light laugh, "Oh? When you overpowered me last night, you seemed to enjoy my company quite a lot."

Enjoy his company?

What a joke!

If not for the intention to take revenge on the Martins family, she wouldn't even think about jumping into bed with a playboy.

Lorelai laughed out loud, "Stop being narcissistic, okay? If you weren't Jackie's man, I wouldn't have chosen you last night, let alone climb into your bed."

Hearing the words that came from her rosy lips, a wave of uncontrollable rage flashed in Samuel's deep eyes, mixed with a strong wave of lust, making his body flush with heat.

He abruptly lowered his head and covered her red lips with his, kissing her fiercely, dominantly, not giving Lorelai any chance to breath.

This wretched girl, was she so eager to cut ties with him?

No chance!

Lorelai's body stiffened, her eyes wide in shock, her head buzzing.

Wait, what just happened?

Was she being forcefully kissed?

Why wasn't this guy playing by the rules?

Feeling uncomfortable, Lorelai scrunched her eyebrows together and used all her strength to push him away. But he stood unmoved, continuing to kiss her.