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The Fake Young Miss Who Got The City Quaking In Her Boots - Chapter 9

Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio

Lydia’s eyes unconsciously met Marcel’s. His eyes were burning as if he was desperately yearning for something. Suddenly, he stood up and quickly walked to the front. The judges who were about to ask Lydia some questions quieted down when they saw him approaching.

Under everyone’s gaze, Marcel stared at Lydia and said to the judges, “This woman, I need to borrow her for a while.” He walked onto the stage and pulled Lydia away with him.

Marcel was pulling her hands hard. He left in a hurry and quickly pulled her into an empty meeting room.

After kicking the door close, Marcel turned around and pressed her against the wall. Listening to the heavy breathing, feeling the bulge under her crotch, and looking at his handsome face, Lydia could not help but feel a little aroused. However, they were at the interview venue now. If what happened between them was found out, wouldn’t people start saying that she had traded her body for the role?

Marcel’s eyes were a little blurred. “You have aroused me. Now is the time for you to take responsibility.”

He lowered his head and took a bite of Lydia’s plump lips. His tongue swept wildly into Lydia’s mouth, making it difficult for her to close her lips. Saliva slowly flowed out from the corner of Lydia’s mouth.

Lydia felt that her legs were a little weak. If this continued, she would have to surrender to him. She grabbed Marcel’s bulge and squeezed it hard. Marcel was greatly stimulated by this sudden wave of pleasure mixed with slight pain and took a deep breath.

Taking this opportunity, Lydia pushed Marcel away and quickly grabbed the door handle. She laughed arrogantly. “I’m sorry, Mr. Marcel. I still have to go back and listen to the judges’ opinions about me.”

She pressed the door handle and pulled it open. Unexpectedly, Marcel’s long legs immediately kicked over and the door was quickly closed again.

Marcel stood with one foot on the door and the other on the floor. His expression was a little unfriendly. “Are you trying to run away from me after getting this amazing opportunity to make a breakthrough in your career?”

After saying that, he came over and picked Lydia up. He quickly walked to the conference table and pushed her directly onto the table. Marcel was on top of Lydia. The pressure between them filled the entire conference room.

Lydia swallowed her saliva. Her heart was surging. D*mn, every action of this man was arousing her so much. Every word and action of his was comparable to foreplay.

Marcel reached into her pants and touched around. The lust on his face became even stronger. “You’re already so wet. Yet you still want to leave?”

He gently rubbed Lydia’s inner thighs. He was satisfied to hear Lydia moan as expected.

Suddenly, Lydia took the opportunity to hug him and lick his earlobe. The great pleasure made Marcel close his eyes and enjoy it. Lydia’s hands kept moving around Marcel’s body. When she reached a certain spot, she stopped and quickly stretched out two fingers, pressed them together, and stuck them at Marcel with some force.

Marcel’s body suddenly straightened, and then he lay on her body weakly.

Marcel frowned. “You know how to push acupoints?”

“A little. I’m sorry, Mr. Marcel. I don’t want people to misunderstand and think that I’m trading my body for this role. When we’re free next time, we can do more research on human reproduction.”

Lydia turned Marcel over and jumped down from the conference table. “You’ll recover soon. I’ll take my leave first.”She smiled charmingly and waved at Marcel, who was so angry that he wanted to immediately press Lydia under his body, smash her with full force and make her beg for mercy a hundred times!

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