His Domineering Lover

Caesar chuckled at this exasperated voice and could imagine her sullen expression.

"Rose, I did you a favor. How are going to thank me?"

"Da*ned! How much do you want?"

"Do you think I'm short of money?"

Well, he was sitting on a gold mine, how come he was poor?

"What do you want? This favor is for Adam. You can ask him for a reward," Rose muttered. Rose was surprised that Caesar became so mean now.

"If not for your sake, I would help no one, not even Adam." Caesar sounded cold.

"Stop prattling! If one night is what you want, come da*ned over now. Let's make it even with one night."

Rose yelled in a rage.

'He used to love me and my body. Two years pass, will there be any change?'

She was expecting insults and sarcasm from Caesar, but he said, "Right on the way."

The phone was hung up. Rose felt flurried, "He's coming! He's really coming!"

Five years after that tragedy, Rose messed up with Caesar again, even if she made up her mind on their estrangement many times.

Rose put one hand on her flat belly. The light in her eyes died away at the thought of her dead child.

Caesar always had a way to get into Rose's house. Moreover, Rose never changed the password on the door.

Caesar arrived in less than half an hour. His footsteps were getting louder and louder, and Rose found it harder and harder to breathe.

She heard Caesar call her by name just like before.

She suppressed the tension and panic in her heart and warned herself that she did this to return a favor.

No entanglement should extend after tonight. Rose turned on the light, and a coquettish smile appeared on her face, "Don't you want me? Come, now." Only she herself knew that her fingers trembled under her silk gown while a smile was on her face.

'Is he still interested in me?'

There was passion in his eyes, and he felt horny, which Rose could tell at one glance.

The expression in his eyes strengthened Rose's confidence in Caesar, 'He still feels for me!' She felt complex. She trembled for his touch, which encouraged him to take further actions.

'So, my body is also yearning for him? Rose, could it be that you've never forgotten him?'

He pressed himself against her and intended to kiss her lips. Rose was afraid that the kiss would leave her defenseless and expose her secret.

She put one finger on his lips and said faintly, "You know my rules. I won't kiss anyone I don't love."

"My bad."

There was disappointment in Caesar's eyes, and Rose mustered up all her courage to assume calmness. Caesar left for the bathroom. 'How long can I deceive him about my feelings?' Rose wondered.

The bed sank for his weight, and Caesar turned off the light. On the bed, he held Rose in his arms tightly.

In the darkness, her heart beat faster. Things didn't go on as Rose expected. She already felt the reactions on Caesar's body, but he did not move further. "You..." "Aren't you tired? Sleep now."

Rose was thinking about their gone child, which blocked their way.

That night, they did nothing but that Caesar held Rose in his arms to sleep.

Rose had thought it would a sleepless night, but she slept well.

The nightmare didn't visit her that night, and she embraced Caesar tightly as if finding back her own place.

This habit was indulgenced by Caesar. The loss of her child consumed her sense of security.

When sleeping alone, she could have a big doll in her arms to fill the place of Caesar.

It was a good night for both Rose and Caesar as if the old times came back.

There was no harm, sadness, or separation.

Caesar woke up early. His mouth curled into a gentle smile at the sight of Rose, who got tangled with him.

'Rose, my Rose.' Caesar called her name tenderly in the heart.

Usually, Rose woke up late.

Caesar remained in the same position in fear that Rose would be woken up. Rose opened her eyes with confusion. She sat up from the bed immediately, "Da*n, why

are you on my bed?"

Caesar was speechless, "Do you lose your memory? You asked me to come over last night."

Rose scratched her messy head to conceal her embarrassment.

She spotted a water stain on the chest of Caesar.

'Could it be my saliva?' Rose blushed.

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"Well, we settled the account last night," Rose said shamefully.

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"Hum, do whatever you want now now. We will be even if you leave now."

Rose's childish behavior amused Caesar. He was visionary to save the pleasure for the future.

"Sorry, I'm not interested. I will come again when I am ready."

Then, Caesar got out of the bed and went to wash up, leaving Rose in a rage.

'He said he wasn't interested in me? Da*n it, do I lose charm for me now?'

This speech was definitely a big blow to a woman.

Rose rushed into the bathroom barefooted.

"Fu*king you, I dare you to say it again! You are not interested in me?!"

"No," Caesar responded without hesitation.

"You bastard, didn't you sleep with me in your arms last night?"

"The past is the past, and I am talking about my current feeling. What's wrong with my honesty?"

Rose turned cold, "Caesar! How dare

you! How dare you say that you're not

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lie!"

She stood on tiptoe, put her arms around Caesar's neck, and kissed him.

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Caesar.