Chapter 1052: Chapter 1052: Confiscated_1 Chapter 1052: Chapter 1052: Confiscated_1 Purple Sumrs was stunned.
She instinctively looked down at her clothes.
There was nothing wrong… Compared to her usual attire, it was definitely a bit more provocative, with a high-low skirt that exposed half of her thighs, a deep V-neckline, and a sleeveless design that made her delicate, fair arms particularly eye-catching.
It had to be said that Jane McCain had a real talent for design. Without an excess of embellishnts, she was able to perfectly showcase Purple’s exquisite figure, and everything that should be covered was covered; otherwise, Purple wouldn’t have dared to wear it.
“This is a Christmas present from Jane McCain…” Purple explained, then she felt sothing was amiss and asked him, “How did you know it was ?”
“I’d recognize you even if you turned to ash,” Alexander Sumrs said through clenched teeth.
Purple: “…”
Alexander Sumrs excused himself from the gentleman beside him and then grabbed Purple’s wrist and turned to leave.
He walked so fast that Purple couldn’t keep up, her steps faltering.
Alexander Sumrs found her dawdling intolerable and simply scooped her up bridal-style, striding forward.
It was as if staying here one more second was a colossal loss.
The bodyguards quickly followed, each of them surprised: What’s going on? They’re hooked up just like that?
Purple was also shocked; she stared at Alexander and demanded, “What the hell are you doing!”
Alexander’s jaw was tight, and his expression was cold and displeased.
“If you don’t want to see , I won’t co looking for you next ti,” Purple said petulantly, feeling sowhat aggrieved.
She had co all the way to see him, hoping to give him a surprise. There had indeed been a surprise, but not a trace of joy; instead, she had provoked a burst of his temper.
At that mont, Purple’s lips puckered.
Alexander felt even more irritated. This woman really starts itching if she goes a few days without a discipline. He hadn’t even begun teaching her a lesson, and she was already pulling a face!
Surrounded by people, Alexander didn’t want to make a scene, so he reached under the hem of her dress and fiercely pinched her bottom.
Purple winced in pain and slapped Alexander’s shoulder, fury written all over her face.
Just as the quarrel was about to escalate, a bodyguard quickly opened the elevator door with agile movents.
Alexander, holding the woman, entered and ordered, “Tell Zack Wallace to co to my room.”
Then the elevator door closed, leaving the bewildered bodyguards outside.
The top floor of every casino was Alexander’s private area, reachable directly by the elevator. The top was also guarded by multiple layers of security, which was quite strict.
Alexander carried Purple into his office.
The place was spacious, and he looked around, thinking of a place to set Purple down—
The genuine leather sofa was littered with bullets and firearms that had not been put away.
The floor was carpeted, but it wasn’t clean enough.
Alexander’s gaze fell on the large, uncluttered desk…
It was a bit hard, but it would suffice.
“Is this what you call clothes?” He set Purple on the table, lifted her skirt, and criticized harshly, “A light breeze could cause a wardrobe malfunction. Are you aware of that?”
The thought of her parading through the streets in such attire made Alexander’s blood boil!
Purple retorted, “A light breeze? You an like a force-eight gale?”
Alexander paused for a mont, then sothing seed to amuse him, and he chuckled lowly.
He wrapped his arms tightly around Purple, burying his head in her neck and laughing nonstop.
“What’s so funny!” Purple felt utterly bewildered.
She tried to push him away angrily, but she couldn’t move him. Instead, they got even closer together, and her body, knowing the taste of passion, beca so sensitive that she was almost gasping for breath without realizing it.
Inhaling the fragrance from her hair, Alexander bit her tender neck forcefully, then rolled over to kiss her lips, “You’re not permitted to wear these clothes again; they’re confiscated.”
With a strong motion, he stripped the clothes clean off her.
“That’s unreasonable!” Purple said indignantly, hastily covering her chest with her hands.
The lingerie underneath was also purple with fluffy feather trims and silk-threaded tassels, quite seductive.
Alexander’s eyes darkened, feeling that his previous judgnt might have been sowhat unfair. This clothing… was actually quite nice.
Purple noticed sothing off in Alexander’s gaze and struggled to get down.
Alexander pulled her back, teasing, “Running away? You’re confiscated too.”
Having said that, he pressed down on her, causing a stir.
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