Chapter 195: Take Her Home

Oliver’s body was heating up as he leaned over to kiss her and slowly closed his eyes.

The more he kissed, the more the fire raged within him! His trousers tightened the more he kissed.
How embarrassing that he was actually aroused.

…

To think that a playboy of his status was actually aroused by a drunken woman who had passed out.
But the issue was, this woman was not doing anything and he was getting himself worked up on his
own!

“Precious, you are tormenting me!” Oliver sighed and his eyes sparkled and teared up. He had really
fallen in love with her! As he held onto her gently, he felt that he had everything he ever wanted.

Oliver stuck next to her face enjoying her warmth and softly mumbled, “Precious… let me take care of
you for the rest of your life, okay?”

At that moment, Jasper dragged Sally out of the nightclub and didn’t know what to do with her. As
Jasper came out, he saw Oliver and yelled out to him, “Oliver! Oliver! Take her away! I can’t be
bothered with her! She’s so filthy!”

Oliver came out of the car immediately and closed the door after hearing Jasper’s voice. He turned
around and saw Jasper frowning angrily as he stood at the entrance of the Y Nightclub.

Oliver smiled widely and said playfully, “Heh, heh, I can’t handle two women in one night. Jasper, do
what you want. Toss her into the drain if you want but don’t tell me about it. I’ll just handle my
sweetheart. Good night. Oh, I forgot. Welcome back to the country. Bye-bye!”

Oliver smiled and walked to the driver's side and jumped into the car. He started his luxury car and
drove off in a hurry.



Jasper stomped his feet angrily and cussed, “Bloody asshole! You only know how to make use of me!
That’s it, end of friendship! Disgusting people! How revolting!”

After he scolded, Sally began to squirm in his arms and scratch herself. Jasper looked at Sally and
sighed angrily.

Oliver drove and suddenly didn’t know what he should do. Where were they going at this time of the
night? He turned to look at the pink faced girl and started to hesitate. Should he send her home? It was
already late and she was so drunk. If he was to send her home at this hour, will her parents get angry?

If he didn’t send her home… then where should he bring her?

…

Oliver took a deep breath and his eyes lit up. Then… could he bring her back to his place?

Huff, huff, huff… Oliver’s breathing quickened. His eyes looked towards Elaine and the fire in him
continued to rage intensely. “Can I? Can I really? I can, can’t I?”

He softly murmured and was in a daze. He stretched out his hand and gently stroked her face. Her
smooth complexion electrified him as if numerous electric currents flowed from her to his fingers and
throughout his body. He felt numb… and his heartbeat raced causing his blood pressure to rise.

Oliver made up his mind! “Yes! I’m bringing you to my place. Then you don’t have to face your family’s
questioning. You will understand my decision, won’t you?”

Oliver used his finger to press gently onto Elaine’s lips and caress them lovingly. It was like a beast
within him started to dance and cheer. He had not touched a woman for days. He didn’t abstain from
sex for any reason other than those women who he had seen did not interest nor arouse him.

But now he was so easily aroused by this pink faced girl who was in such a small enclosure with him….



Oliver’s breathing quickened at the thought of the possibilities with her and his hand started to tremble
with excitement. He kept murmuring to himself, “Can I? Can I?”

He drove quickly like a beast pouncing in the night. One could see how anxious he was from the way
he drove. Oliver drove directly to his seaside villa.

“Master Young, you are back!” The steward smiled happily as he came out of the house while rubbing
his eyes.

It was already so late and he thought that Master Young wouldn’t come back tonight. They had
numerous houses and Master Young was playful and it was uncertain where he would decide to spend
the night.

He was reading the newspaper and fell asleep on the sofa when unexpectedly, the security guard
called to inform him of Master Young’s arrival.

The steward stretched out his hand to take Oliver’s bag but realized that he had gone to open the front
passenger door and there was a woman inside!

…

Heh… The old steward was startled! This was the first time Master Young had brought a woman back
here! He had heard about how Master Young was playing the field but he had never brought a woman
to the villa.

“Master, this…”

“Denzel, don’t ask. Open the door for me, she’s asleep, hurry up…”

Oliver gently carried Elaine and looked down at the precious thing in his embrace and couldn’t help but
feel blissful.



“Oh, oh…” The steward was stunned for a moment before rushing to open the door and then looked at
the girl in Master Young’s arms.

She was a very young woman with a small face, straight bangs with long and thick eyelashes. Although
it was just a glance, he could tell that she was a very beautiful lady.

“You’re home little precious, at our home…” Oliver laughed gently and walked up the spiral staircase.

The steward Denzel, blinked several times and hurriedly followed Oliver but he didn’t know which door
to open. Oliver became anxious and shouted, “Quickly open the bedroom door! Hurry! I’m afraid that
she’ll wake up.” Master Young stopped at his bedroom door!

The steward didn’t dare to question and opened Master Young’s bedroom door and stood outside in a
daze. He still wasn’t used to having another unfamiliar woman in the house.

Thump! Oliver immediately kicked and closed the bedroom door leaving the stunned steward outside.

“Little precious, we’re home. We’re back at our home and now you are on our bed, he he…” Perhaps
due to his nervousness or excitement, his face was drenched with sweat as Oliver placed Elaine onto
the bed.

Elaine’s soft body laid on Oliver’s huge bed. The bed sheets were blue which highlighted Elaine’s fair
complexion, tenderness, and petite frame. Oliver was bewildered and breathed heavily. He couldn’t
help himself and stretched out his hand to gently caress her eyebrows.

“You are so beautiful… really really beautiful…” His mouth was dry and his tongue was on fire. The fire
in him continued to rage and his heartbeat quickened and his crotch tightened.

…



This set off a series of reactions. Oliver leaned over with his arms on either side of Elaine, looking at
the woman below him. He gasped rapidly.

As he lowered his head and was about to kiss her red and tender lips, Elaine frowned and tilted her
head downwards while her lips moved and murmured, “Bad-bear Smith… I hate you… detest you…”

Oliver was stunned! What did … did she say? Bad-bear Smith? Was she referring to Emmett? Oliver’s
eyes narrowed. An ominous feeling flashed across his mind!

The girl who he liked… could it be… that she had someone else in her heart? Could it be… that she
liked… Emmett?!! No! Cannot! I won’t allow you to be so cruel to me! What will I do? What will become
of me if you made that choice?

Oliver immediately stood up and held his chest with his hands and paced painfully around his room.
One could see the pain and suffering in his beautiful eyes.

Knock, knock, knock… Someone outside knocked on the door. Oliver turned around rapidly and the
sound didn’t stop but became louder.

“Who is it?”

The door opened a small crack and the old steward said from outside, “Master Young, do you need the
maid’s help?”

Oliver immediately became furious. Maid? Now was the moment between a man and woman. Why
should he need a maid?!

“Get the hell out of here and don’t bother me! Scram!”

“Oh, oh…” Denzel was scared away and quickly closed the door.



Oliver turned around and looked at Elaine and couldn’t help and frowned.

“Little precious, I beg you, I beg you not to abandon me… Emmett doesn’t need you but I need you!
Without you, Emmett can still carry on perfectly but I can’t. I can’t live without you, I beg you…”

Oliver’s entire face creased and his handsome features frowned collectively. He slowly squatted and
covered his face with his hands.

…

After about five minutes, he finally composed himself.

Oliver was exhausted, walked out of the room, and startled Denzel as he was about to turn off the
lights of the living room.

“Master Young?”

“Yes, Denzel, I’m sorry about what happened just now… Get Natalie and a few maids to go in and give
Elaine a shower.”

“Ah? Okay, Master Young, I’ll instruct Natalie to do that immediately.” Elaine? Was this the name of the
girl brought back by Master Young?

A few maids walked into Oliver’s bedroom and Oliver sat in a daze in the living room.

What was he going to do with that woman upstairs? Oliver asked himself repeatedly.

Should he take her when she was unconscious? Was this too inhumane? Will Elaine hate him after
that? Oliver couldn’t help but shake his head continuously.

Then… perhaps he should just hold onto her and be a gentleman?






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