CHAPTER 319: CHAPTER 319: IGNITE AND EXTINGUISH

As the man was about to make a move, she suddenly extended her hand, grabbing his wrist and pulling him to the side, laying him down on his back.

She swiftly climbed onto him, straddling his waist, and leaned forward.

The roles reversed; Summer Monroe was now the one on top.

She opened her mouth and said, "Scream! Scream for me!"

After speaking, she didn’t forget to forcefully slap the man’s cheek.

The sound of the slap was crisp and clear in the not-too-large cabin.

The once cold and domineering man was immediately stunned.

The people searching burst through the door, seeing a woman sitting on top of a man.

The woman’s long, silky hair covered most of her glowing white back as she sat on the equally unclothed man.

What they were doing was obvious.

Interrupting such an act is bad luck, so the person searching cleared his throat but still asked, "Hey, have you seen..."

The woman seemed to only notice the person at the door now, turning her drunken, angry face toward them—

"Get out!"

The woman’s stunning face combined with her fierce expression left the intruder stunned.

Then the man beneath her spoke in a low, hoarse voice, "Sorry, my wife is drunk, she has a temper, is there something you need?"

The man deliberately lowered his voice, completely different from before, adding a hint of ambiguous hoarseness.

The searcher’s last suspicion faded, embarrassedly waving his hand, saying, "No, nothing, sorry to disturb you, please continue..."

With that, the searcher retreated.

Voices of inquiry echoed in the hallway outside: "Not inside?"

"No, didn’t see them."

"I’ll go check..."

"No need to check, don’t disturb their fun. But damn, that woman is stunning..."

As the voices faded, the cabin returned to silence.

The man looked at Summer Monroe, still sitting on him, breaking the silence by saying, "You said you’ve never been with a man, but you seem to know quite well."

Summer suddenly smirked, seductively tilting his chin.

"I helped you, so shouldn’t you help me too?"

Summer winked at the man, her gaze intensely alluring.

That look, no need to explain what kind of help was meant.

Yet the man played dumb, "How should I help you?"

He raised an eyebrow, his handsome features carrying an air of mystery.

An interesting Cathaysian woman.

Summer smiled slightly, "What do you think? You started the fire, don’t you plan to help me put it out?"

After saying this, she took his hands in hers, lifting them above his head, leaning in for a kiss.

The man didn’t resist, instead cooperatively closing his eyes.

In her mind, Summer cursed him for being shameless, then swiftly moved her hands to her neck.

To play the naive girl in front of Henry Stanton, she brought many accessories back to the Stanton Estate, including a long necklace around her neck.

Summer exerted some force, pulling off the necklace.

Before the man could react, she deftly and quickly tied his hands, knotting them securely to the bedpost with a special knot.

The entire process took less than two seconds.

The man, caught off guard and severely injured, found his hands tightly bound by the necklace before he could struggle free.

The necklace was expensive and of good quality, leaving the man unable to break free.

He immediately became furious, like an enraged lion, struggling violently, his eyes turning red with anger.