Dangerous Aesthetics

"Actually, you don't have to be so nervous...I won't hurt you." Anthony said softly, his voice lingering in David's ears like red wine that had been deposited for decades.

"Then please let me go. I think I'm going back."

"Why are you in such a hurry? We haven't negotiated a deal yet." Anthony kissed David's cheek, and the other's tolerance was about to reach its limit.

Needless to say, now that I am naked and soaked in a pool of red wine with a man, as long as there is a spark, David will be burned to the ground.

I don't know if it's because of the effect of grape polyphenols, David felt more and more that Anthony's breath sprayed on his skin was extremely hot.And the other party's fingers were already lingering on his tailbone.

David, who couldn't bear it any longer, threw his arms around Anthony's neck and pressed him into the pool water, and then tried to shake him off.

But he was still too naive, and Anthony also pulled him down at the same time.

There was a gurgling sound in his ear, Anthony captured his lips and kissed him wildly.

David was pressed to the bottom of the bath by him like this, and both of them were submerged in the pool of warm red wine.David struggled in horror, Anthony bit aggressively, until David felt that he would suffocate like this, Anthony sat up with him in his arms, and pulled his legs to his waist.

David gasped and coughed, his eyes were sore from the red wine, and tears fell when he opened them.When he looked up, he saw Anthony's wet blond hair and burning eyes staring at him.Olivier had also looked at him like this countless times, and David understood the meaning quite well.

Not to mention that between his open legs, the hottest part of Anthony was against himself.

"David..." Anthony's voice was hoarse, as if some emotion was on the verge of losing control.

David's teeth chattered.

Anthony tried to kiss his face, but David turned away.Anthony backed away and tried to kiss his ear, but David ducked again.Anthony turned his face sideways and tried to catch David's chin, but David still wanted to hide, but Anthony suddenly changed direction, kissed David's side neck, and savagely abused at the place where Olivier left his mark.

He even had one hand free, ready to unbutton his trousers.

David knew that the other party was on the verge of death, so he couldn't help breaking the boat and struggling desperately.

Most of the water in the bath has flowed out.

Anthony pushed David to the bottom of the pool again. This time, David didn't have to worry about being drowned in red wine.

The other party raised his legs and pressed them against his shoulders, and the most vulnerable place was presented in front of the other party.

David knew that he was powerless, so he could only stare at the other party viciously.

Anthony lowered his eyes, with a trace of sadness in his expression, "Why do you look at me like this? Is it so difficult to accept me?"

"Why didn't you shoot me?" David squeezed the words between his teeth.

Anthony froze and watched him.

It was as if time had stopped.

After a long time, Anthony frowned slightly.

"You broke my heart."

That sentence was very light, like a sigh.

David's legs were slowly lowered, and Anthony stood up and stepped out of the bath.

With his eyes open, David was still thinking about whether Anthony had let him go. The other party turned his back to him and said, "If you sign the contract, I will let you go."

David sat up, "What did you say?"

"Don't worry, business is business. Your wine can indeed make money for me. I advise you to make a decision quickly, or if I change my mind, I will kill you."

The last sentence was very alarming, and David pulled off his bathrobe and left the bathroom.

There was a lamp on the table in the room, and there were several pages of contracts on it.

David scanned it from beginning to end, and the above conditions were similar to what Fiona said.David glanced at the bathroom from time to time, afraid that Anthony would come out suddenly, so he signed his name at the end without thinking too much.

Even if this contract is a scam, what I can lose is only one hundred bottles of high-end red wine per year plus the agency right in Italy!

Putting on his clothes quickly, David left the castle as if fleeing.

On the windowsill of the castle, Anthony stood, and Mi Gao behind him put on a coat for him.

"It's not wise to stand here and blow dry after getting soaked."

"I've known for a long time that this wasn't a wise choice." Anthony watched as David's headlights disappeared out of his sight's reach.

While driving the car, David kept watching whether someone would suddenly follow up in the rearview mirror.

Until he arrived safely at the door of the house.

Ruby's house has a wide courtyard, and there is a dining table for afternoon tea under a small grape arbor.

The lawn was well manicured and there was a swing under the oak tree.

At this time, there was a figure sitting by the table, and on the table was an old-fashioned hollow candlestick.

The whole picture appears peaceful and elegant.

Before David could park the car in the right place and stop the car, seeing the figure through the glass, his chaotic mind finally calmed down.

"O...Liwen..." David whispered, but he didn't expect the person sitting there to turn his head.

"David?"

Under the backlight, I couldn't see the other person's expression clearly, but saw him walking towards me with steady steps, then opened the car door, and frowned.

"what happened to you?"

Pulling him out of the car, David took a long breath and reached out to hug Olivan.

The other party caressed his back and hugged him tightly.

"Tell me what's wrong."

"I... met Anthony..."

"What?" Olivan let go of David, hooked his fingers over his chin, and looked into his terrified eyes, "What did he do to you?"

"He forced me to sign a contract... and took away the right to sell 'Ruby' in Italy." David lowered his head, he couldn't tell Oliwen that the other party locked him in the wine pool, like this...

"Come in with me." Olivan took David's wrist and walked into the room.

Mrs. Linda just walked into the living room with black tea, and she was a little worried when she saw Oliwen pulling David up the stairs with a cold face.

"Mr. Hovland, what's the matter?"

"It's okay, Mrs. Linda. I just have some things to ask David." Olivan couldn't help but drag David into the upstairs room.

There was no light in the room, only the moonlight leaked in through the cracks in the curtains.

Olivan sat on the edge of the bed and turned on the lamp.David stood before him like a child who had done something wrong.

"You smell like Ember 1990 from head to toe." Olivan said in a cold voice.

"Really? Really Ember?" David asked in surprise.

When he walked into the bathroom, he wondered if it was the Ember series in the tub.The price of a bottle of Ember 1990 is one thousand dollars. The bath is so big, and it takes at least twenty or thirty bottles to achieve that color... That guy Anthony is so extravagant to take a red wine bath...

David's mind drifted inappropriately far away.

"Have you taken a red wine bath?" Olivan's voice brought him back from his thoughts.

"Yes... But I didn't expect that the businessman turned out to be Anthony. You've seen it too. It's clearly written on the invitation that it's Fiona? Sethus..." David swallowed, the feeling was stronger than that. It was worse to be found eating pizza in the room by Olivan before.

Sure enough, the other party snorted, "It's because you're a woman, so you've been fooled. Did Anthony take a bath with you?"

"No!" David immediately vetoed it. Although Anthony did stay in the same bath with him, it was definitely not a shared bath!

"Where did he touch you?" Olivan snapped David's head, forcing his dodging eyes to look at him.

David stopped talking, only the ends of his hair, his body, smelled of Ember, and Olivan's fingers brushed the side of his neck.

"I remember when you left, I didn't kiss you so hard."

David chuckled dryly, he didn't know whether it was self-comfort or he couldn't distinguish the situation: "Anyway... I'm a man... It's nothing special to be kissed twice..."

Oliwen wrapped his arms around his waist, "Where did he kiss you?"

"neck……"

"anything else?"

"Mouth..." David seemed to think of something, and quickly added, "There are no other places!"

Olivan's palms were down, and he kneaded harder and harder: "So what about here? Did he go in?"

"..." David felt a little pain from being pinched, and wanted to tear the opponent's palm away, "Of course not! Otherwise, I can still drive back?"

"Okay, I forgive you." Olivan said in an emperor-like tone.

Is there a mistake?It's fine if you don't comfort me, so why "I forgive you"?

David's expression revealed his inner thoughts without a doubt, Oliwen frowned, and said in a cold voice: "It seems that you haven't learned the lesson."

David was terribly "loved" that night.

He finally understood that Olivier had really been gentle with him in New York.

Watching the "special" movie that day, all the postures were used. David thought he would be killed by Olivan, and the feeling of being conquered overwhelmed everything.He was like a leaf that fell on the sea, and was soon overwhelmed by the tide that Olivan set off.

I dare not make a sound, because Mrs. Linda and Diana live downstairs.

The oak bed creaked, and David buried his head in the pillow, but Olivier refused to give him a chance to hide, and insisted on teasing him with some shameful gestures.

Olivier didn't let him go until the pillow was soaked with his sweat and tears because he had endured so much.

"Do you still want to get rid of me next time?" Olivan asked, biting David's ear.

"Hmm..." David could only shake his head feebly.

"Do you know how much trouble you have caused me?" Olivan looked at David who had fallen asleep, and bit his nose twice as if to vent his anger. The other party could only sniff his nose in pain, and even No energy to cry out.

"Anthony? Donna..." Olivan didn't withdraw from David's body, but just buried himself in David's neck, as if he was thinking about something.

The next morning, Anthony set off from the castle to the airport with a cold face.

Because someone hacked into his computer system and passed information to Interpol that he illegally resold weapons to Africa and the Middle East, he will be very busy in a short time.

The author has something to say: Anthony is a bloodthirsty maniac, but he is romantic in his bones. He longs to be loved, not to be robbed.