Chapter 12 How much is your time worth

*Every night?*

*Did he expect her to face this tyrant every night?*

*Will she be tormented into depression? Insanity?*

Lilian plated the fish from the pot and said, "No, my Uuncle will suspect something. I can't be away from home every night."

If her uncle found out that she was someone else's mistress, he would pass out from anger.

*No? *

*He gave a woman the keys to his house for the first time, and she said no to him?*

*Lilian was ignorant and disrespectful.*

"Lilian, I won't listen to any reasonsexcuses," Vincenzo said with a cold face, glancing at the fragrant fish on the plate. She really knows how to cook.

The former young lady has fallen to the point of being a servant in her own kitchen, but unfortunately, he has not witnessed this transformation.

*It must have been a satisfying process.*

The proud young lady becomes a Cinderella... beautiful clothes turn into cheap goods, and the air of a proud peacock becomes the smell of a cook.

"Vincenzo, you will also have your own matters to attend to. You can't come home every night, so can't weI try to accommodate your time?" Lilian said with a furrowed brow. Her tone was one of negotiation. She truly didn't want to argue with him.

After all, every argument ends with her surrendering and admitting defeat. She has become smarter and more sensible.

"No," Vincenzo directly vetoed.

No matter what excuses she comes came up with to appease deal with her own family, he wanteds her body and heart to belong only to him., Vincenzo, this month.

*How difficult could it be to conquer a woman?*

*Just make her too busy to think of any other man.*

Lilian took off her apron and turned to face Vincenzo's unquestionable face. She spoke in a soft and gentle voice, "You can't be so overbearing. I have need my own time and space."

Her voice had a unique softness that made people feel at ease, especially when she intentionally softened it, it inexplicably made people feel at ease.

She couldn't confront Vincenzo head-on, so she could onlytried to take a different approach.

"How much is your time and space worth? I'll buy it," Vincenzo said without even raising an eyebrow.

"..."

Faced with Vincenzo's wealth and arrogance, Lilian was speechless, her almond eyes widened.

"No more words? Are you agreeing?" A hint of smugness flashed in Vincenzo's eyes. He truly loved her appearance when she surrendered, with a bit of stubbornness and pitifulness.

A man who was this extremely arrogant, made it impossible to she couldn't find any common ground to settle with.with him.

"..." Lilian was still so angry that she couldn't say a word.

Vincenzo picked up the chopsticks and inserted them into the fish on the plate, then picked up a mouth-watering piece of fish and offered it to her lips, his narrow eyes staring straight at her, his eyebrow slightly raised.

*What kind of look was this?*

"What? Afraid I'll poison you?" Lilian became even more angryirritated and immediately bit into the fish in her mouth.

*If this fish were Vincenzo, she would definitely cook him, take a couple of bites**, **... **and **then **spit him into the trash can!*

Lilian chewed on the fish with a huff, unaware of how tempting she looked while eating, her pale pink lips moving from side to side, dyeingtinting them with a flush of color.

Vincenzo's eyes deepened, and he abruptly pressed her against the kitchen counter, leaving the chopsticks behind, staring at her intensely, his eyebrows slightly raised.

Lilian subconsciously wanted to dodge as Vincenzo's hands embraced her completely, and then he leaned down and kissed her lips.

Vincenzo held her waist with one hand and held the back of her head with the other, deepening the kiss. His hot tongue ravaged her mouth, rolling the flavors of the fish as he went.

The coldness of the kitchen counter and the warmth of his body were two extremes, and the sweet and sour flavors of the fish reached their peak in their mouths.

Vincenzo's kisses always had an arrogant and engulfing nature. Lilian's body gradually softened and her hands instinctively hung on his shoulders, shyly responding to him.

"Lilian, learn to breathe." Vincenzo stared at her flushed face and couldn't help but laugh.

*He said that s**S**he couldn't even breathe after a long kiss. *

*That **man* *named William**man**,* *William**,* *must not have ever touched her lips. *

Unbeknownst Without warningto her, Lilian was carried and seated on the kitchen counter, her apron untied, and her thin cardigan unbuttoned, buttonone button at a time by button.

Lilian's gaze was confused as she stared at the lights overhead. Vincenzo deliberately teased her, kissing her collarbone bit by bit, but his hands remained still, only holding her.

There was something clamoring to be released in their heated bodies, which made her even more uncomfortable and moan softly, her voice soft and bone-chilling. "Vincenzo..."

"Hmm?" Vincenzo raised his head from her chest, his black eyes filled with desire, his thin lips dangerously alluring. His voice was hoarse, but calm and unhurried. "What, do you want? it?"

*This man just wanted to have his way with her. Why did he torture her pure physiological response like this**?**...*

Lilian bit her lip tightly and Vincenzo loosened his tie, taking her hand and placing it on his shirt against his chest. "Help me unbutton itthem."

Lilian felt her mind go blank and obediently began unbuttoning his shirt button by button.

"Are you the one..."

Suddenly, a phone's ringtone sounded from outside the kitchen. Lilian looked dumbfounded at the tall, sexy man in front of her and immediately snapped back to reality. She lowered her head and saw her disheveled clothes, covered in vivid marks of kisses...

She was once again lost in his embrace.

*How did it come to this**?**, how did it come to this... *

Lilian was terrified by her own appearance. She hurriedly pushed Vincenzo away and tried to run, but her arm was caught and she was once again imprisoned between the kitchen counter and his embrace.

"Running away at a time like this?" Vincenzo lifted her chin with his fingertips, his eyes filled with unsatisfiedunfulfilled desire. His other hand began to caress her body.

The melodious ringtone of the phone continued to sound...

"Don't do this, I need to answer the phone." Not caring if it would upset him, Lilian quickly shrunk her body and slipped out from his arm, rushing out of the kitchen and taking out her phone from her bag to answer the call.

It was her uncle.

He must be urging her to come home, but she was already at the Lombardi family villa tonight.

*How could Vincenzo, this lustful beast, let her go so easily? *

"Lilian, you’ve been a mischievous child these past few days..."

"What's wrong? Why are you never at home? Even if you're covering news, you shouldn't stay up all night." The worried voice of her Uuncle came from her phone, "Hurry up and come home."

Indeed, he was urging her to go home.

"I... " Lilian racked her brains for an excuse when suddenly, someone embraced her from behind. A long, clean hand covered her soft chest, causing Lilian to take a sharp breath, "Yes..."

Her uncle on the other end of the phone sensed something unusual in her voice and asked nervously, "What's wrong, Lilian? Where are you now? Hurry up and come home. I'm waiting at home and . Iwill make sure I see must see you when you arrive come back home."

She wanted to go home and get a good night's sleep..., instead of staying in the Lombardi family's villa and being at Vincenzo's mercy.

Her earlobe was covered by scorching hot lips.

Lilian couldn't help but shiver. Vincenzo pressed against her curves, his lips nibbling and lingering on her ear...

"I... mmm..." Lilian opened her mouth but her voice turned into a weak moan, completely out of tune. She was scared and quickly covered the phone with her hand.

Vincenzo raised an eyebrow in satisfaction, his devilish hand wandering all over her body and teasing.

This man intentionally made it impossible for her to make a phone call. He was going too far.

Chapter 13: There are Many Women