Fall into CEO’s Love Trap

“Bastard!” Cecilia Glendon froze for a moment, then flushed, “Let go of me!”

“Let go?” Abbott Benson smiled wickedly and poked in again, “Are you sure you want me to let go?”

Abbott Benson kissed her on the lips, the kiss came like a storm that Cecilia Glendon could not resist, her body fell into a puddle of water and fell into his arms.

“Not calling me an asshole? Your body is a lot more honest than your mouth.” Abbott Benson pulled his hand out and said languidly.

Cecilia Glendon’s face burst into red, but a powerful sense of shame still made her hold on to her sanity: “With your fingers? the Benson Master is not okay?”

“No?” Abbott Benson narrowed his eyes, his dangerous scent wrapped around Cecilia Glendon as he pinched her slender waist and lifted it upward, “Now what?”

Cecilia Glendon bit her mouth to keep quiet.

But the less she made a sound the more Abbott Benson tried to make her endure.

This one lasted even longer than the last, and by the time it was over, Cecilia Glendon had collapsed weakly into the seat and fallen asleep.

Abbott Benson pulled his pants up and was about to start the car to leave when his cell phone rang.

He picked it up and looked at it. It was Gail Brown, who had been calling him intentionally and unintentionally since they last met at the reception.

Abbott Benson looked at the name Gail Brown and narrowed his eyes, then glanced at Cecilia Glendon who was asleep next to him.

If he remembered correctly … the name Gail Brown seemed to appear on Cecilia Glendon’s profile as well.

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Cecilia Glendon woke up again already in the afternoon, as soon as she opened her eyes she saw an unfamiliar bedroom, the bedroom layout is very hard, at first glance is a man’s room.

She closed her eyes again and thought about what had happened before she fell asleep.

If she remembered correctly … it was when she had a car crash with Abbott Benson.

Cecilia Glendon some headache covered her forehead, she actually did not want to get involved with Abbott Benson, but before meeting Gail Brown, probably by her influence it.

Before it was her things Gail Brown had to take over, now it is Gail Brown’s favorite things by Cecilia Glendon first.

Cecilia Glendon sat up from the bed holding her sore back, the covers slipped off her body, and she realized she was actually wearing a woman’s nightgown, or a very sexy kind.

Her heart burst into another wave of nausea.

This Taylor bed is not sure how many women Abbott Benson has rolled with, and the pajamas are probably worn by other women as well.

She hurriedly gritted her teeth and got up from the bed and searched the room for her clothes, which were thrown in the corner, which men don’t like to fold and throw away.

Cecilia Glendon would rather wear her own dirty clothes than someone else’s used ones.

She changed her clothes neatly and pulled the door open to go out.

It’s a duplex. She steps down the stairs and finally finds Abbott Benson in the living room.

He was sitting on the couch with a computer in his lap, his brow furrowed, his fingers tapping away at the keyboard, looking like he was working on business.

Just as Cecilia Glendon looked at Abbott Benson, he looked up as if he sensed Cecilia Glendon’s gaze: “Awake.”

Cecilia Glendon was instantly a little embarrassed, and she coughed lightly, “Well …”

“Take your medicine.” Abbott Benson lifted his chin and pointed to the pills on the coffee table.

You don’t have to think about it to know that it must be birth control pills, just acted on pure impulse in the car all forgot about the birth control thing.

Cecilia Glendon does not want to be pregnant right now, and she does not want to be pregnant with any man’s child.

She lifted her feet and crouched over the table, snapped three pills from inside, and swallowed them dry without drinking water.

The dry pills slid down her throat, not very pleasant.

“Drink water.” Abbott Benson handed her a glass.

Cecilia Glendon didn’t take it and sat down smoothly, looking up at Abbott Benson: “I find your taste unique enough.”

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Cecilia Glendon said to herself, “I’m 25 years old, I don’t take care of myself and I look the same as a 30-year-old, I don’t look beautiful, and you can eat all the injuries I have.”

Abbott Benson also said she was a Taylor dead face before, he fucked dead face are eating so happy, taste is really fucking unique.

“Shut up.” Abbott Benson sword brow slightly frowned.

“Shut what ah, lest you want to fuck me later still have to Taylor open again.” Cecilia Glendon sneered, anyway, it is impossible to leave here today, she is not in a hurry.

Xu thinks she has come to this point, there is nothing to be afraid of, even in the face of Abbott Benson she also has nothing to fear.

“Eh, how many women have you had here?” Cecilia Glendon remembered the feminine nightgown she had worn earlier.

“What’s your relationship with Gail Brown?” Abbott Benson didn’t answer and asked a rhetorical question.

Cecilia Glendon was stunned: “You wouldn’t even bring Gail Brown here, would you?”

Abbott Benson could not stand it anymore, threw the computer to the side, directly clutched Cecilia Glendon’s collar and raised it to his side, so close that she could see the frost under his eyes.

“Let me ask you, you seduced me at the hotel because Gail Brown liked me and you wanted to get back at her, right?”

His question Cecilia Glendon did not know how to answer, because now she could not say whether she had this in mind or not.

Although she hadn’t the first time, she had brought it just now.

Cecilia Glendon’s silence was tantamount to acquiescence in Abbott Benson’s eyes, and his eyebrows grew colder, even with anger in his voice: “You are the first woman who dares to play me, do you know what will happen if you annoy me?”

“Yes, why don’t I know.” Even under such high intensity pressure, Cecilia Glendon surprisingly smiled out, only the smile on her face had a few vicissitudes, even her eyes were red, “You will let me even die without knowing how.”

“I have nothing now, my studio, my husband, my family … nothing, you can kill me if you want, I will not defend myself.”

It was the first time in 25 years that Cecilia Glendon felt life was so hard, and the first time she felt desperate.

It was a feeling that was about to consume her whole being and tear her into hell, never to turn over again.

Instead of living like this, it would be better to die.

She could feel Abbott Benson’s hand tightening around her throat, and she closed her eyes, intending to suffer the death.

Just as Cecilia Glendon thought she was about to be strangled by Abbott Benson, his grip suddenly loosened.

Cecilia Glendon collapsed to the ground, helpless. She opened her eyes in disbelief and saw Abbott Benson looking down at her with a look of dominance in his dark eyes:

“If you’ve been taken away, take it back, if you’ve been falsely accused, find the evidence to prove your innocence, why are you begging for death with me here?

He just a few easy words, but let Cecilia Glendon’s broken body like suddenly filled with strength.