Chapter 3

Olivia was coming!

I was truly excited, but my doe-like eyes were filled with panic. My small hands pushed against Alexander's arms. "The madam is coming, sir. Please remove your hand..."

Only then did Alexander realize his hand was still inside my clothes, cupping my soft, ample flesh.

He quickly withdrew his hand. "I'm sorry, I thought you were my wife."

As he said this, he turned to leave.

But I grabbed his arm, continuing to feign panic. "The madam doesn't allow us maids to get close to you, sir. If she sees us alone together, she'll surely be angry. What should we do now?"

Soon, with a "click," the door opened and Olivia walked in.

Olivia was a beautiful woman with red lips and curly hair. She looked up and saw Alexander sitting at the desk. She curved her red lips into a sweet smile and said, "Honey, you're back?"

Olivia only saw her husband sitting in the chair. She certainly couldn't see where I was at that moment.

Earlier, I had pulled Alexander over, made him sit down, and then I crawled under the desk.

The space under the desk was too narrow. Alexander's long legs, wrapped in black trousers, were spread apart, and I was crouching between them.

Alexander lowered his handsome gaze to look at me. I tilted up my exquisitely beautiful face, looking back at him with incredibly innocent, pure eyes.

I shook my head pitifully at him, begging him not to expose me.

I knew this look of mine was the most alluring - a mix of purity and seduction that was irresistible to men.

Sure enough, Alexander played along. He nodded at Olivia, "Honey, I just got back."

Olivia didn't come closer. Instead, she opened a package containing a sexy lingerie set. She held it against herself, looking at Alexander provocatively. "Honey, do you like it?"

Alexander raised his head to look at Olivia.

I knew Olivia was quite experienced. Before marrying Alexander, she had dated several well-endowed, skilled lovers and even got pregnant, giving birth to a son. Later, when the Thompson and Johnson families arranged their marriage, those boyfriends and her illegitimate child were all "taken care of."

How much blood was shed for this marriage of hers?

I curved my red lips. Olivia might be experienced, but wasn't I too?

Alexander's crotch was right in front of me, its outline clear and massive.

To be fair, Alexander was even younger and more handsome than in his photos. He was well-endowed, making Olivia's ex-boyfriends pale in comparison. No wonder she, a former wild girl, was now so devoted to him.

I immediately pretended to accidentally bring my small face close to him.

My innocent, soft face, looking almost childlike, barely touched the man's swollen black trousers. Through the thin fabric, I exhaled softly. This kind of teasing - what man could resist it?

Alexander tensed up. I saw that part of him grow even larger.

Soon, I heard him say to Olivia, "I like it."

The words "I like it" were said extremely perfunctorily.

After saying this, his gaze fell on my face.

I knew I had succeeded. I had drawn his attention away from Olivia.

I played innocent, my doe eyes darting around in fear, my small face quickly retreating.

But as I pulled back, my red lips "accidentally" brushed against him.

Alexander shuddered.

I was overjoyed inside. Alexander, how does it feel to be unfaithful with me?

Olivia, oblivious, said happily, "Honey, then I'll go take a shower and put it on for you to see."

Alexander's voice was very hoarse. "Okay."

Olivia walked towards the bathroom.

I felt a bit urgent. How could we let Olivia leave like this?

She should come and see what her good husband was hiding between his legs, see how her good husband was trembling with excitement for another woman.

That would be truly thrilling.

I deliberately knocked my hand against the table, making a "thud" sound.

Olivia's footsteps immediately stopped at the bathroom door, her sharp eyes darting towards where I was.