Mr. CEO's Substitute Bride-Chapter 900 - 896: Since You Think My Skills Are Good, Shouldn’t I Get a Reward?

Felix Shaw said slowly, "It seems... I haven’t satisfied you," his alluring eyes narrowing dangerously, "Fine, let’s continue. I have plenty of energy, and I promise to meet your satisfaction!"

As he finished speaking, his thin lips pressed down, blocking out Mia Foster’s resistance as he kissed her again...

By the time they were done, the light outside the window had dimmed. The satisfied man got off the bed but didn’t rush to shower. Instead, he sat on the couch and lit a cigarette for himself. A pure white pillow covered the area that had just been lording over, and beads of sweat still adorned the exposed upper part of his skin.

Sitting cross-legged, he looked at the woman on the bed, and Felix Shaw’s lips curled with satisfaction.

It took Mia Foster a long time to calm down before she got up from the bed, feeling like she had fought a hard battle, utterly exhausted. Her arms were still bound, and every slight movement brought a wave of soreness.

She lowered her head and bit desperately at the band around her wrists without being able to untie it, glaring angrily at the culprit leisurely smoking on the couch. Mia Foster slid off the bed.

Standing in front of Felix Shaw, she commanded, "Untie me!"

Felix Shaw slightly raised his handsome face, smiling a little wickedly, "Call me hubby."

"Felix Shaw! Don’t push it!"

Mia Foster scolded sharply, but the latter merely shot a glance at a certain part facing him, took a drag of his cigarette, and said meaningfully, "An inch might be too much to hope for, but a few centimeters deep is certainly possible."

Mia Foster...

In a fit of rage, she burst out, "Felix Shaw! You bastard, hurry up and untie me!"

"Alright," he replied in a tone of reluctant agreement. Felix Shaw lifted his hand, and with a hook of his arm, Mia Foster cried out as she fell onto his lap. Before she could scold him, he said casually, "These days, who gets things done without interest," thinking he was muttering to himself. But when his warm lips sucked on her chest, Mia Foster nearly fainted in indignation.

That damn man never misses any chance to take advantage!

When the ties on her wrists were finally undone, Mia Foster didn’t get up immediately. Sitting on Felix Shaw’s lap, she flexed her wrists, then, catching him off guard, slapped Felix Shaw’s face.

With a cold laugh, she met Felix Shaw’s icy gaze and said, "I am someone who believes in rewards and punishments. This slap is for your initial roughness!"

He was about to lose his temper, but hearing Mia Foster say that, Felix Shaw suddenly smiled, using his tongue to touch the side of his handsome face that Mia Foster had slapped, asking with a hint of a smile, "And later on, did I serve you well?"

"Later on, it was just so-so," she replied.

Mia Foster flexed her wrists again while Felix Shaw, looking at her fair wrists, frowned noticeably. 𝓯𝓻𝓮𝙚𝙬𝓮𝙗𝒏𝙤𝒗𝙚𝙡.𝒄𝒐𝓶

"However, your skills are indeed much better than the cowherds in the nightclubs. I did hire them a few times before..." Mia Foster smirked sarcastically, continuing as she met Felix Shaw’s noticeably colder gaze, "But their skills were not as good as yours."

His alluring eyes tightened momentarily, and Felix Shaw knew Mia Foster was deliberately provoking him. Her first experience belonged to him, but in these three years abroad... there should only be one foreigner.

The thought of Mia Foster being with another man made Felix Shaw’s heart feel as if it were being gripped tightly, uncomfortable and suffocating.

However, he maintained a facade of nonchalance, took a drag on his cigarette, and slowly blew the smoke into Mia Foster’s face, "Since you think my skills are good, shouldn’t you give some kind of reward?"