My Revenge Life, Fatty to Sexy
Chapter 404 Strange Man's Invitation

A man with a Maserati steering wheel avatar, sent an invitation, "Want to get a room together tonight?"

Gloria instantly clicked on the message, and then looked at the man's moments.

In the moments, there was no human face, only some pictures of his locating landscapes around the world he had set foot in.

There were also some pictures of his luxury cars.

It could be seen that it was a very high quality man too.

"Okay." Gloria agreed.

She was in a bad mood and had planned to replace someone to date and relax in the evening.

At this moment, the quality mancame to her door, how could she refuse?

She replied to him with the word "Okay".

Next he had sent her his location.

The location was the Sylvie Hotel.

"8pm, meet me at the Presidential Suite 8809. I'll be waiting for you." The man added.

"OK," Gloria responded cheerfully, and then sent a message to Phoebe on WeChat, telling Phoebe that she was staying at her mother's house tonight longer, and would be home after 10pm. There was no reply from Phoebe.

"Why does my right eyelid keep jumping?" Sara rubbed her right eyelid and complained, "Is something bad about to happen?"

Only then did Gloria return her gaze to Sara, "How is that possible? Why are you so superstitious like my father, Mum?"

As the words left her mouth, her right eyelid, too, began to jump.

However, she didn't care, instead, she threw her phone aside and took Sara's hand, "Mom, when dad comes back later, you have to put in a few more good words for me. I'll go first, in case dad comes back and runs into me, it won't be good."

Sara nodded helplessly, "Well, don't worry."

After eating lunch, Allen and Lincoln and their group left first.

Noah, on the other hand, took Jocelyn to get the bill paid, before walked out of the hotel hand in hand.

The sun was shining brightly outside the door.

As far as the eye could see, there were full of red roses, and when a breeze blew, the scent of flowers was all around her nose.

"Do you have any plans for this afternoon?" Jocelyn asked.

"Yes, I think it's going to be a busy afternoon."

"Well, then you go and get busy and send me straight to the office." Jocelyn said.

With that, she took a step towards where they were parked.

Noah immediately pulled her straight back to his side, lowering his head and saying in her ear, "Why don't you ask me about my plans?"

The warmth of his breath spreading at the earlobe, the strong feeling of soporific made her heart beat faster.

"So what's your plan?" Jocelyn asked.

As soon as she looked up, there was a handsome face, intoxicating.

"Go home with you."

"And then what?"

"Make love to you."

Without waiting for her to say anything, he picked her up in a horizontal hug.

A small farewell was better than a new marriage, and at this moment, he had no mind to do anything else.

The bodyguards behind him saw this and stood in two neat rows next to the black Bentley Elegance he was sitting in, and opened the back seat door. The huge formation and the loving gesture attracted many eyeballs.

Noah carried Jocelyn all the way to the car.

After the two got in, the bodyguards closed the car door while taking their positions.

"You just came back, the company should still have a bunch of things to do." Jocelyn said as she subconsciously wrapped her arms around his neck. He, however, pressed the button next to him.

Soon, the flaps descended and the front and rear compartments, were divided into two completely different worlds.

In the narrow space, endless ambiguity was flowing wildly.

For a moment, her heart beat more and more chaotically.

"Don't you mess around..."

Before she could finish her sentence, a searing kiss covered her.

After a deep kiss, he pushed her down and nibbled on her earlobe, "Tell me, do you miss me?"

Jocelyn nodded honestly.

"Where do you miss me?"

"Heart."

"Where else?"

"Noah!"

Jocelyn's face grew redder and redder, and the roots of her ears, her neck, followed suit.

Her heart felt like it was about to jump out of her throat.

Above her head, Noah laughed lightly, and then the burning kiss once again covered down.

In the carriage, they had sex first.

When they got home, he still didn't let her go.

The naughtiness intensified.

It was not until the bedroom was dark that he reluctantly released her, got up and lit a cigarette while he turned the light on. The scratches all over her body were a sign of how crazy they had been just now.

Jocelyn's whole body was on the verge of falling apart.

She carefully rolled over, raised her head slightly, looked at his face, and asked, "Have you taken care of all the things?"

"Yeah." Noah said indifferently, lifting his hand and rubbing her hair lightly, all doting in his movement.

"That was pretty quick."

"Yeah, for I want to see you."

A single word once again Sue reached the deepest part of her heart.

Intense warmth flowed through her heart, raging and flooding.

At eight o'clock in the evening, Gloria arrived on time at the door of the presidential suite where she had made an appointment with that man.

She did not knock on the door.

Instead, she took out a small mirror from her bag and seriously checked her makeup.

Only after making sure it was completely fine did she raise her hand and knock on the door.

After knocking a few times, there was no response from inside.

Gloria then knocked a few more times.

This time, the door opened.

A young man dressed in black, with a sleek back haircut, stood in the doorway.

The man's face was one that Gloria liked.

His face was small, his features were delicate, and he looked very young.

The most important thing was that his body looked great too, and he looked like he exercised a lot.

Men who exercised regularly had good physical strength.

Thinking about it, Gloria became more and more impatient.

The man looked at Gloria from bottom to top before turning around and entering the door.

Gloria followed him straight in, locking the door behind him.

The next second, Gloria couldn't wait to get in front of the man, stood on tiptoe, flirtatiously hooked his neck and whispered in his ear, "Want to take a shower together?"

The man snorted coldly, "You're so flirty."

Gloria, however, was not angry, and took it all as a fling, "Is that so? do you like it?"

"You must know how to strip dance, right?"

"Yes."

"Dance for me. No need to shower, I don't mind you."

She had encountered such requests before when she had got a room with other men.

She never refused.

Because, she liked it herself.

So, she changed her clothes in front of the man, stood on the bed and began a flirtatious and moving performance.

There was only a white mattress on the bed, no bedspread, quilt or even pillows.

Gloria didn't care in the slightest, nor did she think much of it.