His Kisses Came Fast And Furious After she was done with the photography session,
Genevievewent off to the lounge and waited quietly at the side. Less than two minutes later, Jan came
over to her. “I've bought that violin for my daughter, who is also fond of the instrument,” said Jan to
Genevieve.
“That being said, I was wondering if you would be willing to become my daughter’s music teacher?”
“I’m not a professional violinist, Mr.
Wasco.” Not expecting that he meant to put forward such a request of her, Genevieve shook her head
and declined, “With your reputation, you could practically hire anyinternationally renowned music
teacher you want.” Jan smiled bitterly.
“I did try that before, but the teacher gave up after two days, refusing to do it again for any amount of
money.” “Is your daughtervery mischievous?” Genevieve asked. “No.” Jan fell silent briefly and then
sighed, “My daughter is severely autistic.” That daughter of his was an only child and one whom he had
begotten late in his life.
He had not planned for his wife to conceive again owing to her poor constitution, and it came even less
expectedly to him that the girl wasafflicted with such a condition. Seeing how fond his daughter was of
the violin, Jan sought to find her a music teacher to instruct her in the proper use of the instrument.
Unfortunately, she kept driving her teachers crazy, time and again. Being a mother herself, Genevieve
understood how dear children were in the eyes of their ownparents, so she asked Jan for a name card.
“I'll contact you when I'm available, but no promises whether or not your daughter would drive me
away.” Jan’s lips broke into a widesmile.
“Thank you for this.” By the time they were done talking, Genevieve realized that there were not that
many guests left inside the banquet hall. Seeing thatArmand and Sylvie were not around, she assumed
that they had already left. While Genevieve walked, she griped quietly to herself about how Armand got
through the entire evening without looking at her once. Boy, was he quick to slip away with his lover the
minute the banquet ended! While waiting for the elevator, Genevieve ran into two girls who were in the
uniforms of the hotel's waitresses.
A peculiar look washed over their faces when they saw her. Both followed her into the elevator, and
whenthe door closed, one of them told Genevieve, “While I was downstairs, I overheard Mr.
Faulkner confirm with his secretary that he'll be staying over at this hotel tonight.
Suite 8888.
Everything has been prepared, so are we to proceed in accordance with your plan?” Unable to make
any sense of that,Genevieve turned to ask one of them. In response, that waitress fished out a bottle
from her pocket and sprayed its content in Genevieve's face, and soon after, Genevieve saw the room
spin around her... After he was done sorting out his affairs, Armand dragged his weary body back to the
room that he had booked.
After he swiped his card and entered the doorway, the lights in the living room automatically lit up by
themselves. While pulling off histie and making his way into the bedroom, he discovered that someone
was lying on her side on the large and cushy bed. In these recent years, his counterparts from the
corporate world had often seen him cavorting in the company of women.
Hence, every once in a while, there would be some amongst them who would get funny ideas and start
sending womenstraight to his bed. Sylvie, too, might be even more creative than they ever were in that
regard. Armand's expression darkened, and he wanted to turn around.
That was until he spied that the woman in the bed was wearing a black dress. Beneath the hem of her
dress, a pair of fair, slender legs wereleft exposed.
The slightly curled-up toes on them were exquisite and so very alluring… The man stood there quietly
and briefly.
Then, he reached for the switch on the wall to turn the light off. As soon as the entire room darkened,
the light from beyond the floor-to-ceilingwindow came flooding in, partially illuminating the room and
that marvelous body that lay on the bed. Armand walked over to the bed and removed the bindings
covering the woman's eyes. Genevieve's head still felt woozy. Forcibly taken to that room by the two
waitresses, she was cuffed around the wrists and bounded around the eyes before being left on the
bed.
She had positively no idea how long she had been lying there. Lifting her head to survey her
surroundings, she found the room unlitand extremely dark, so much so that she was not able to make
out the man's features. She could only work out who the man was by the subtle fragrance of cigars that
she was able to pick up on him. With great difficulty, Genevieve sat up from the bed.
She only discovered that her mouth had been gagged when she wanted to talk to him. Propping up
Genevieve’s chin with his fingers, Armand reeled her in andsaid gently, “Switching up your approach
again today?” Genevieve was taken aback as soon as she realized that he had mistaken her for Sylvie.
She became so upset that she quivered all over and let out two muffled grunts to try to get the man to
remove her gag. Reaching around to theback of Genevieve's head, Armand undid the lacy strap.
Genevieve took the opportunity to spit out the gag and try to say something, only to havethe man lean
in with a kiss and pin her down onto the mattress. His kisses came fast and furious, snuffing out any
openings she might have had.
He was not gentle in any way imaginable and, in compelling her to reciprocate, left her without time to
even catch her own breath. In the darkness, she could hearthe sound of fabric ripping.
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