Rose's big eyes blinked, and her innocent look tempted Caesar even more.
Caesar lifted her up and put her back on the bed.
That night's feeling was what he thought of the most during these nights after. The temperature of this woman's body had already been rooted deep in his heart and mind.
Finally, he could touch her, feeling nervous and excited.
"Caesar, no, no."
"Don't no me." Caesar kissed her on the lips.
Rose had long lost her memory of what had happened later, and she felt as if she had just had a dream.
In her dream, she was floating on top of a cloud, floating with no end in sight.
The difference from the last time was that she had witnessed the process with her own eyes. Knowing she shouldn't be doing so and trying to push him away yet to no avail, he had her time after time.
Until late at night, she lay on the edge of the bed and pleaded feebly, "Cesar, can we call it a night?"
"What did you call me?"
"Caesar."
"No, the one before that."
"Cesar."
"Again."
"...Cesar," she called out carefully. To her utmost surprise, before her voice died down, Caesar was already on top of her again, making her regret her guts out.
It was not until dawn that Caesar let go of the powerless little woman's body.
Rose was so tired that she couldn't even open her eyes. As soon as Caesar stopped, she fell asleep.
When she was half asleep and half awake, she felt warm, and someone was washing her body. She uttered a slight sound before falling completely asleep in Caesar's arms.
Caesar was in a great mood and took Rose back to bed. Just now, someone came in to change the covers.
The bodyguards were all frightened. All their theories about his impotence vanished without a trace, realizing that he was only waiting for the right time with the right person.
Caesar slept with Rose in his arms. This time, he no longer had insomnia, and even in the daytime, he slept very soundly.
Rose had been working until three o'clock. After being tortured for a few hours, she slept all the way through the day without even waking up once.
The casino closed for business and would not reopen until after midday.
Katie left with a group of people. She usually talked a lot, but she didn't say a word today.
"Katie, what's wrong with you today? You seem quite silent."
"Piss off," Katie said coldly, her seeming anger frightening the people walking around her.
Katie had the longest experience in the casino, and she was also the sales champion. She was very popular in the casino, especially with Caesar, and everyone kind of had to suck up to her.
Just as they walked out of the elevator, they met the cleaner who was sorting out the garbage.
Katie saw the black silk covers in the garbage at a glance. She was too familiar with them.
Caesar's world was either black or white. The decoration of his room was mainly black and white, and she passed by Caesar's bed when she went to send clothes.
Such bed covers with simple colors could belong to no one else.
Katie ran to the garbage like crazy and grabbed the covers.
Katie's face turned pale when she saw a lot of mottled white spots on the black bed.
"Katie, d*mn, that's the garbage, what are you doing?"
"Get away from that already, Katie. Your dress's gonna get messed up."
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