Gabrielle looked at him with her face flushed and her feminine features turned pale. She leaned seductively against his violently beating chest and smiled like a fairy. "You're moved."
He felt his heart pounding and the hardness beneath him, and laughed heartily.
This is no longer a man; he's a charming little devil.
The man was indeed tempted. Without saying a word, he picked up the enchantress in his arms and strode away from the hotel.
Now Gabriel panicked and cried out urgently, "Hey, put me down! I was just teasing you, I didn't mean it that way. Put me down!"
The man didn't stop walking; his long legs carried him far away with each step. His voice was low and husky: "You started this whole thing, and now you want to run away? Do you think that's possible?"
"I'm straight." Gabriel was genuinely scared. He was just curious and wanted to have some fun; he didn't actually want to do *that* with him.
"Didn't you say you were straight? I'm straight too, put me down now."
The man continued walking, saying matter-of-factly, "You just made me gay!"
"..." Gabriel was stunned by the man's self-righteousness. Just now? He had turned her gay?
He deserves to die; he's a sinner who ruined a strong, straight man.
She was thrown onto the bed, trembling, and watched as the man began to take off his shirt, revealing his strong, muscular upper body.
Gabriel rolled over, trying to escape.
But the man pinned him to the bed from behind, his lips close to his ear, his voice filled with deep passion: "It's too late, let's sink together."
"Ahhh... let me go." Gabriel's slight blush completely disappeared, and her heart pounded.
With a rip, his shirt was torn to shreds and thrown under the bed, and the two men's hot upper bodies pressed together.
In a moment of quick thinking, Gabriel said, "I am 1. If you want me to be with you, you need to be 0."
"Hehe..." The man chuckled softly, a hint of something deeper in his voice. "Whoever is stronger goes first."
"Ah...you bastard..." Gabriel cried out in panic.
Unfortunately, he couldn't resist the man's advances, from his initial breakdown to his final tears, and then...
Completely routed, he decided to surrender for the time being.
The room temperature rose, and the man seemed tireless, driving Gabriel to the brink of collapse.
The end result was that he fell into a deep sleep.
When Gabriel looked up again, he realized it wasn't the same room as yesterday, and he sat up abruptly.
'Hiss...' She gasped. Was this jerk trying to kill her? Was he trying to kill her?
However, he was in no mood to care about any of that right now; it seemed like he was on an airship.
The thought of this possibility made Gabriel's face darken. This man had kidnapped him.
Despite the excruciating pain that felt like her whole body was falling apart, she got up, took out a large man's coat from the closet, and put it on, not caring that she looked like a child wearing adult clothes.
At this moment, he desperately wanted to know his situation and leave this place.
He opened the door to the room, but there was no one outside. He walked a little further when a man's teasing voice rang out, "Boss, your men are up."
It was then that Gabriel noticed there was a small conference room in front of him, with five or six men sitting inside.
The man in the lead was dressed in all black, with his sleeves slightly rolled up, revealing his strong and powerful forearms.
Seeing Gabriel raise an eyebrow, he didn't care about the teasing looks he received from others.
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