Chapter 182: Just Want to Sleep with Her
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This was her heartfelt words. When Alexander Summers wasn’t acting like a fool, he was quite decent.
Hearing this, Alexander couldn’t help but laugh.
In fact, he never saw himself as a lustful man. Having reached his current position, he was already accustomed to repression and forbearance; his self-control was superb, even going so far as to completely abstain from certain desires.
Alexander Summers was proud of his self-control.
Especially when it came to women, he felt indifferent. Over the years, he had never slept with any woman. His interest in affairs was lackluster, and he focused all his energy on how to fight for territory, how to acquire weapons, and how to consolidate power.
Occasionally in the middle of the night when he was mentally exhausted, he would wonder just how enjoyable such affairs could be.
The only face that appeared in his mind was that of Suzanne Saunders.
He only wanted to sleep with her.
Even just touching and kissing her seemed to set his blood on fire, making his heart flutter and every cell feel content.
Whenever he held her tight, he could clearly feel that she was finally his.
He wanted not only her body, but also her heart.
Her heart, however, remained beyond his reach.
Her body, on the other hand, was right under his control, warm and soft, heaving slowly with each breath.
Alexander held her tightly and smiled, “Purple, this is not bullying, this is to remind you whose woman you are.”
That’s what Purple thought in her heart.
Not daring to say those words aloud, she was afraid of provoking Alexander and being kissed again in the car.
She couldn’t really understand Alexander sometimes. He seemed to value her a lot at times, yet sometimes he belittled her .
Purple adjusted her clothes, wanting to get out of the car.
Before leaving, Alexander reached out with his distinct fingers, pinching her chin and nibbling on her soft lips for a few moments.
“Behave in school and don’t attract men, understand?” He leaned down and whispered into Purple’s ear, like a lover’s murmur, “If I find out someone hasn’t been behaving, I’ll send them away… you know where? Namibia, where I just bought some diamond mines and could use some hard labor.”
His words sent a chill down Purple’s spine.
“I won’t provoke anyone,” Purple promised softly.
“Mm,” Alexander smiled, patting her head like he would a pet, “I’ll reward you once I finish all this work.”
His rewards were either extremely expensive or extremely perverted. Purple dared not think too much about it.
As soon as Alexander released her, Purple quickly escaped from the car.
She was still afraid of him.
When Purple arrived at the classroom, the students had already begun self-study.
She had missed the last class of the afternoon. But she would be moving on to the second grade soon, so it probably didn’t matter if she skipped a few lessons.
Returning to her seat, she felt her heart still racing. The wrinkles on her school uniform and the messy hair at her temples made her feel guilty as if she had done something wrong.
When had she ever felt guilty in her life?
All because of Alexander Summers!
Purple felt frustrated.
Her mind was a mess, and she barely made it through to the end of school. Finally, she could take the car home.
Laura was not in the car; she must have been picked up already. Purple wondered what the situation was like at home.
Dylan Summers must have been furious, right?
When Purple arrived at the Summers Residence, she found the servants were all quiet and cautious.
The atmosphere was oppressive.
As she passed by the living room, she heard Dylan roaring.
School leadership had called Dylan, informing him to pick up Laura and addressing the matter of her expulsion.
Dylan was furious and rushed to the school, only to face his guilty daughter, and the stern gazes of the teachers.
One of the teachers even told him earnestly, “Mr. Summers, while your work is important, you shouldn’t neglect your children’s education. We hope that after your young lady returns home, you can take the time to teach her and correct her behavior.”
Even in his fifties, such words made Dylan’s face turn red with embarrassment!
Laura had made him lose all face!