His Domineering Lover

Chapter 84

Adam put down the magazine and looked up at Tracey. She slowly walked toward him in a black split dress.

Within every single step, her beautiful legs could be seen. Her hair was curled, loosely tied up behind the head.

Two strands of hairs were putting out, one for each side of the face, with a pair of black earrings, Tracey had easily performed black more beautifully than others.

Her skin was looked whiter when being set off by black. She also wore colored contacts, which gave her a slight smell of a western girl.

She had pronounced facial features, so she was quite suitable for tonight's design. As long as she came out, Adam was caught.

He could never look away. "You're pretty." He praised heartily.

Tm glad that you like it, Mr. Xiao" Calvin said with a flattering look.

"I do like it." Adam glanced at Assistant Jiang, he left with Calvin to pay the bill.

He held Tracey, leaving the fashion store. At this time, it was totally dark outside.

"I planned to take you to a restaurant nearby when you finished dressing up, I did not expect I have waited for so long." Adam checked the time and found it was getting late.

Tracey tilted her head to look at him, asking. "You never waited for a woman?"

"Are there any woman worth my waiting? You're the first one over the years." Adam said sincerely.

Thinking of what the butler said before, he had never brought a woman to the villa, maybe Adam was really a man of principle.

He never went around with many women, he would naturally have no idea about how much time for women's dressing up.

"It's almost the time for dinner, I want to have some cakes first." Tracey felt a little sorry for she had spent so much time.

"Get in the car, I'll go and buy it." Adam helped her get in as her high heels were really high.

Adam once watched a video, it was about a few men challenge wearing high heels for a day. It was common for women to wear high heels.

But when those men finished their challenge, all of them were complaining incessantly.

From then on, Adam knew that women were not easy, so he began to be considerate of women.

Looking at his back, Tracey felt gratified. She smiled and thought, he seemed nicer than before.

She had hypoglycemia. So she wanted to have some cakes in case she would feel dizzy due to low blood sugar.

Soon Adam came back with a pocket. Tracey took out a Tiramisu but she saw Adam did not take any.

"Aren't you eating?"

"I've had afternoon tea so I'm not hungry. It's all yours, good for the stomach."

"Thanks!" Tracey was really hungry, so he took out a small spoon and eat it little by little.

A woman in delicate makeup, eating the cake with a small spoon, she looked so attractive, especially when she licked her lips.

Because of the lipstick, she could not lick hard, just a slight movement made Adam suddenly burnt.

"Why are you staring at me? Do you want to eat too?" Tracey found that his eyes were full of desire.

"Is it delicious?" He gently asked. Men usually not interested in deserts.

Tracey nodded. "Yes, it's sweet. Do you want some?"

"Yes, I'd like a try." For the first time, Adam said that he wanted to have dessert, so Tracey quickly got a spoonful of it for him.

He did not take the coming spoon, he kissed Tracey instead.

"Holligoon!" How could Tracey know he would do that! She could not reject, but only held the cake and kept her position.

Both of them were dressed up, and she didn't dare to move a little bit in the bumpy car.

If the cake fell on their clothes that would be embarrassed, after all, they were on the way to the formal dinner.

Tracey's action made Adam more presumptuous, but he did control himself, just gave her a deep kiss. RêAd lat𝙚St chapters at Novel(D)ra/ma.Org Only

But If he did it one more time, he could never be assured that he could control. "That's right, it's sweet."

Tracey blushed by his words. Who knew the thing made him sweet was the cake or her lips?

"Your lips are stained!" She glared at him and said. Knowing that she had worn thick lipstick, he still did that deliberately.

"Wipe it off for me." Adam leaned against the seat back lazily.

Tracey was wordless, she could only put down the cake and wipe his mouth with a napkin.

She told herself if without his help, she could never be so obeying to him.

"My Tracey, are you satisfied?" Adam saw her gentle eyes and brows were looked like those of three years ago.

Tracey nodded. "Almost. I can't eat too much."

"But I'm very hungry now." Adam said.

"What kind of flavor do you want?" Tracey said while was about to pick the cake for him.

But Adam just grabbed her hand and said, "I don’t want food, but I'm..." He approached her and gently bit her earlobe.

"I'm hungry for a long time." He said. The voice was flirting and evil. Tracey knew that this man's words would not literal.

"I am not helpful with it." She quickly moved away. Adam said aggrievedly, "Do you know what I want to eat the most now?"

Looking at his pitiful appearance, Tracey tilted her head, looking at him. "What?"

"It's you."

"Bullshit."

"Anything I said could be nonsense, except for this one. But don't worry, little bunny, as long as you are not willing, I won't force you to do it."

After knowing about Tracey's past, how could he still being domineering to his loved woman like before, he would only cherish, protect, and care this woman, being her shelter in the future.

"Really? Why you suddenly become like this?" Tracey still remembered he threatened her with an agreement just a few days ago.

"Really. If you don't believe me, I'll give you a pinky swear." He stretched out his finger, doing the thing that Tracey taught her more than ten years ago.

When Tracey seeing his action, she got a little silent, "Do you still remember this?"

"I remember everything, as long as about you." He held her hand and their pinkies hooked together.

"Keep, keep, keep my promise, keep it for one hundred years." A boy's voice mixed with a little girl's, coming deep from Tracey's memory.

Tracey recalled it, repeating those words slightly. She felt like going back to her childhood, in which she did not have sorrows but only happiness.