The Female Leads Truly Loves You - Chapter 58

Now it’s your turn
Before Sam arrived, he was already prepared, even for each encounter with Angel.

He had a strategy for every aspect – his expressions, his words, everything was meticulously planned.

This time was no different.

He used his poised and unyielding demeanor to provoke the girl’s intense desire to control.

Only by being difficult could he hope to fully conquer her, to take control, and perhaps even dominate her.

His expressions were a performance, his words a guided script.

It seemed like everything was under his control, but Sam’s biggest challenge came from the raw, physical feelings he couldn’t ignore.

Or rather, Angel’s allure.

Despite knowing everything, the outcome, the depths of cruelty this girl was capable of, he still felt slightly dizzy when she came close, indulging in unrealistic fantasies.

A moment’s lapse could leave him unable to resist Angel’s charm, making him the first to give in, eventually becoming a toy under her manipulation, leading to the same fate as in games.

The current situation was exactly that.

Despite being prepared, the moment her lips brushed against the corner of his mouth, his heartbeat accelerated.

Angel’s kiss felt like a divine gift.

It wasn’t a deep kiss, just a brush, fleeting enough to overshadow all light and rational judgment.

Her eyes hazy, she looked at Sam, “How will you return the favor?”

Sam didn’t know how to respond. Her nose brushed his cheek, moving slowly, as if she knew he wouldn’t make the first move, wouldn’t break their agreement.

She started to move against him, her lips grazing his cheek, leaving behind a wet trace and her scent.

Sam felt like a snake was moving on his face, but unlike a cold snake, she was warm.

It wasn’t just the corner of his mouth or his cheeks; Angel also didn’t spare Sam’s eyes, though he quickly closed them in response. But soon, it was his ears that felt her tender kiss.

She gently bit, then blew into Sam’s ear, asking in a seductive whisper: “Should I expect this in return too?”

“Angel, stop it already. If you keep this up, I swear I’m going to shove my cock into your mouth and fill it with cum!” Sam threatened.

But Angel, in that moment, didn’t care about his words. She was keenly aware that Sam seemed on the verge of losing control. It was as if she was tantalizingly close to pushing him over the edge, to shattering his rationality.

Yes, this was exactly how it should be.

She had never done such things with anyone else, not because she couldn’t, but rather, it was beneath her. She never had to lower her standards for anyone.

But Sam was an exception. And with exceptions, she expected returns. She didn’t care how substantial these returns were, but she was determined to expose his most genuine, primal sexual desires.

Then, she would successfully manipulate Sam, turning him into her toy.

Even without stopping time, this was something she could easily accomplish. After all, he was just Sam, nothing more.

Her captivating laughter echoed lightly, her tone enchanting as she spoke into Sam’s ear, her breath warm and moist.

“Stop pretending… you’re actually enjoying this, aren’t you? Your so-called ‘conditions’ are just a way to disguise your true desires. How could you resist me? You’re just afraid that after making love with a perfect girl like me, you’ll never find this feeling with anyone else.”

She extended her tongue, gently licking Sam’s earlobe.

Sensing the slight tremor in Sam’s body and observing his visibly flushed skin, Angel seemed to hold all the winning cards.

“You’re just scared, so you can’t willingly give in. You choose to resist me deliberately, but what’s the use? It’s like a cat-and-mouse game… A mouse is always a mouse, and a cat is always a cat.”

Angel now lowered her head, moving away from Sam’s ear, only to press her lips against his neck.

Gently kissing the side, not forceful enough to leave a mark, her other hand wandered without pattern over Sam’s face, caressing his lips and nose.

Her lips continued their journey, finally settling on Sam’s throat.

Specifically, on his Adam’s apple.

At this spot, Angel couldn’t contain herself and sucked fiercely, like a greedy vampire.

Sam was indeed resisting Angel’s physical temptations.

He was also battling the collapse of his rationality, as countless voices told him to give in, to accept what was happening.

After all, she was being so forward.

And more so, because she was a beautiful girl like Angel.

But the only different voice left was his remaining sense of reason, even as she moved away from his neck, leaving a deep kiss mark on his Adam’s apple, Angel still unsatisfied and looking downward.

Sam opened his eyes.

And Angel, lifting her gaze, looked at him enticingly. “So honest now… your cock is fully erect, aren’t you? Do you want me to go further?”

Sam didn’t respond.

Angel’s eyes wandered over his face, noting his noticeably heavy breathing.

“It’s okay, you can ask me for more. It’s like granting favors to a pet, not shameful at all, because you’re dealing with me, with Angel… Just speak up, and I’ll reward you generously. Just beg me, like a servant pleading for a master’s reward.”

Sam remained silent, his gaze fixed on Angel.

Suddenly, Angel’s urgency dissipated. She returned to her easel as if nothing had happened, even picking up her brush. She glanced at his sturdy ‘fighting penis’ and smiled coquettishly.

“Let’s continue this game, shall we? Let’s see how long you can last. You’re in a good state now, so just stand there because… Ah!”

As Angel was about to pretend to resume painting, her brush was suddenly snatched away.

Surprised, she looked at the naked Sam standing before her.

His expression was calm, eerily so.

Before Angel could react, Sam grabbed her wrist roughly, lifting her to stand in front of him. Then he leaned in, instantly closing the gap, pinning her against the wall.

Their cheeks were close, almost touching.

This sudden move caught Angel off guard, even embarrassing her. She had done this to him, but what gave him the right to do this to her?

Ignited with anger, Angel glared at Sam. “What are you doing!”

But Sam used his other hand to lift her chin, forcing her to look up at him, a humiliating angle.

“I said our agreement has consequences, and I intend to keep my word. Now it’s your turn.”

What?

How dare he!