Patrick stared in disbelief at Gloria, who at this time was so charming, but so strange to him. His eyes were full of pity.
Gloria gritted her teeth. She was a sensitive and delicate person, so she could tell the emotions in Patrick's eyes. However, she could not believe that she was the reason for such changes.
After all, it was Patrick who pushed her into today's miserable state step by step. He was the chief culprit of everything.
"Mr. Hammond." She approached him again and wrapped her arms around his neck seductively. Right now, she was half kneeling on the bed with her hands around his neck and her head slightly tilted.
"You are my sugar daddy. I still owe you a lot of money. Mr. Hammond, you just lie on my bed. Isn't it a sign that you want me?" she deliberately lowered her voice and said.
She tried to ignore her feelings, seducing Patrick while mentally brainwashing herself again and again.
She thought, 'I am cheap in his eyes. Doing so might make him despise me more, and then he will lose interest in me.'
With such a thought in mind, she tried to act harder. Her cheeks were flushed, and she said in a pretentious tone, "Mr. Hammond, are you sure you don't want me?"
Her fingers ran seductively across his throat.
Patrick looked at her coldly. He suddenly understood something. Then he lowered his eyes to look at the woman in front of him, seeing through all of her plans already.
Patrick no longer dodged. He suddenly reached out, grabbed her hand that was sliding down his collarbone, and asked softly, "Who taught you these moves?"
His deep voice was very pleasant to hear, and he ended his words with a sound of breath, making it exceptionally hot.
Gloria's lame flirting skill was overshadowed immediately.
Gloria's expression changed. She tried to stay calm and said, "Mr. Hammond, have you forgotten what I do for a living? Do I need a teacher for such things? You asked me who taught me these moves. Well, the customers at the Fittro Club were the best teachers."
Patrick took Gloria's hand, fiddled with it for a while, and then said unhurriedly, "You got me wrong. I mean, your technique and your moves are raw. If those men taught you so, then, they were not good enough."
Gloria was stunned and thought, 'I never knew Patrick would say such flirtatious words one day.'
"You know what flirting is?" Patrick said elegantly. "Let me show you."
Suddenly he reached out and pulled her, making Gloria feel that her world was upside down. By the time she gained her balance, he had already picked her up, and she heard his voice from over her head, "I'll teach you."
Patrick touched her skin with his cold fingertips, the coolness on his body spreading to her.
Leo kept growling, "Mark her!"
"We'll start with Caress." Ignoring Leo, Patrick spoke into Gloria's ear in a low voice with a hint of ridicule.
His fingertips rested on her neck, and he touched her skin insouciantly. Gloria had goosebumps all over her body.
Gloria instinctively resisted.
Patrick chuckled. His deep voice came from the top of Gloria's head as he said, "Got it?"
Gloria looked at him in confusion.
"Caress." Seeing the confusion on her face, Patrick gently rubbed her neck with his finger again. "Got it?"
Suddenly, Gloria realized something, and her face flushed uncontrollably.
She thought, 'When did Patrick get so shameless?'
"Mr. Hammond, I'm going to bed." Gloria held back the last part of the sentence. She wanted to say to him, "So, can you go now?"
Patrick knew what she was indicating.
"Gloria, you started it." He grabbed Gloria's palm and pressed it between his legs.
Feeling the heat in her palm, Gloria was stunned by the heat and size. She was so frightened that she was about to shake his hand off.
However, Patrick held her palm tightly, making her unable to move.
"Let go, Mr. Hammond!" Gloria became anxious.
Patrick's eyes turned dark. He said, "What if I say no? What are you going to do then?"
All he wanted was hidden in this seemingly indecent flirtation.
"I will hate you." Gloria did not dare to look up at him.
When Patrick heard her words, he felt as if his heart was being sliced open with a knife.
His face was pale. Although he still looked calm, his heart was stirred.
Gloria felt the temperature in the room drop a little.
She moved subconsciously and curled up tighter as if this could make her less scared.
It was just a dozen seconds, yet it felt like a century to Patrick.
He made a decision in an instant.
Gloria felt her world spin. In the next second, she was pressed under the quilt, and then he pressed down on her.
Patrick ran his cool fingertips over her skin just like before. She had to admit that he was very skillful.
A thin layer of sweat broke out on Gloria's forehead. She shouted in a panic, "Stop! Mr. Hammond!"
"This is called caressing," Patrick said.
"What?" She didn't get it.
Patrick didn't give her time to think. He suddenly lowered his head and pressed his lips on her collarbone. Unlike his piercing-cold fingertips, his lips were burning.
Gloria struggled, but Patrick ignored her completely. He kissed her entire body with his hot lips.
He left hickeys all over her body.
Gloria's expression changed dramatically. She shouted, "Stop it! Patrick! Are you crazy?"
She wanted to kick him away, but he held her feet in his palm and kissed the back of her feet and her toes.
Gloria screamed, "Patrick! You pervert!"
She shouted agitatedly, not realizing that her face was completely red. Also, every inch of her body gave her away, telling him that she was turned on.
Patrick looked up at Gloria, with his narrowed eyes filled with affection.
She had no idea. The fact that Patrick, the Alpha of the Black Thorn Pack, was willing to bend his head and kiss every part of her body proved how much he loved her.
It was Gloria, so he wanted to do so.
"This is kissing." Patrick ignored her struggle. He was teaching her as he had said earlier.
Just now, he was teaching her how to caress, and now, he was teaching her how to kiss.
"Gloria." Suddenly, Patrick's lips moved quickly. Gloria only heard him say her name. She missed his words after that.
She asked, "What did you say?"
"I said, then go ahead and hate me." Patrick looked at her deeply.
Patrick didn't stop. The fear in Gloria's eyes turned into disgust.
Patrick put his hand over her eyes, blocking her gaze, which made him frustrated.
He thought, 'Our bodies are craving each other, and both of us are enjoying the pleasure. However, our hearts are sinking into an abyss.
Moon Goddess, I, Patrick, have never begged you for anything. I just want you to give me back Gloria from three years ago.'
Patrick's eyes were filled with sadness.