A Bumpy Road to Power

"What are you thinking about?"

Rosalind seemed to have noticed Dirk Carter's contemplative expression.

Rosalind asked.

Dirk Carter chuckled.

He said, "I was wondering, what underwear are you wearing today?"

Rosalind's face flushed red, initially thinking she'd be angry.

Unexpectedly, she straightened her posture.

Asked, "Do you want to see?"

"A look wouldn't hurt."

Dirk Carter replied.

Rosalind, full of grace.

Directly unbuttoned her white coat.

Underneath was a stylish shirt, which she also opened, pulling both sides away.

What appeared was a very familiar piece of underwear.

Two years had passed.

Still the same style, the same color.

Identical to the one Dirk Carter bought back then.

"Seems you really like this style of underwear."

Dirk Carter teased.

Rosalind folded her clothes, buttoned them up, said, "It's not the underwear style I like, but the person who bought it."

With that said.

Ripples stirred in Dirk Carter's heart.

Maybe to avoid awkwardness.

Rosalind quickly said, "Alright, your eyes seem fine, just take some rest, I'll head out first, call me if you need anything."

Just as she was about to turn around.

Dirk Carter suddenly grabbed her hand.

"What's wrong?"

Rosalind asked.

"Do you have a boyfriend?"

Dirk Carter asked.

Rosalind smiled gently.

Shook her head, said, "These past two years, I've had various types of men around me, but I couldn't find anyone resembling that person."

"That person, are you referring to me?"

Dirk Carter asked.

Rosalind burst into laughter.

"Aren't you a bit narcissistic?"

As the question was asked.

Dirk Carter suddenly pulled forcefully.

Rosalind lost her balance, staggered, and directly fell onto Dirk Carter.

Their faces were close, eyes meeting, and in an instant, Rosalind's face turned crimson, her breathing grew rapid.

"You said you're the first to come to Veridia City, right?"

Dirk Carter asked.

With his breath like orchids.

The scent of male hormones infiltrated Rosalind's nose, in that moment, her heart couldn't help but race.

"Mm!"

Rosalind replied somewhat flustered.

Wanted to crawl off Dirk Carter.

But her strength was no match for Dirk Carter's.

"Then tell me, who sent you here?"

This question, Dirk Carter had asked countless times.

Rosalind smiled, said, "It seems none of them told you, so I definitely won't either."

"I can't make them talk, but I can make you talk, do you believe me?"

Dirk Carter asked.

Hearing this.

Rosalind immediately pouted.

Said, "If they won't tell you, I definitely won't either."

"Really? I don't think so!"

Dirk Carter said.

Grinned wickedly.

Just when Rosalind was wondering what Dirk Carter would do, suddenly, Dirk Carter's hand lifted the skirt of the white coat.

For work convenience.

Rosalind wore simple sweatpants below.

Dirk Carter's hand swiftly pulled the elastic of the pants, reached inside, placing it on her firm rear.

It seemed Dirk Carter had planned this when he asked if she had a boyfriend.

If she weren't single, this method wouldn't be used.

"You... what are you going to do?"

Like a jolt of electricity.

Rosalind became tense.

Dirk Carter's hand, kneading her strong rear, said, "If you won't talk, don't blame me for being rude."

"I won't, I definitely won't say anything."

Rosalind stubbornly replied.

Dirk Carter coldly laughed.

Suddenly twisted around.

Pressed Rosalind beneath him.

Spoke threateningly, "I'll let you reconsider, if you don't talk, then I'll get started."

Rosalind seemed to realize what Dirk Carter intended.

Yet, she bit her lips.

Seemed unwilling to speak.

"Alright, your mouth is quite tough, let's see how tough you'll be next."

Finished speaking.

Dirk Carter sat up.

Sitting on Rosalind's body, he nimbly unbuttoned her white coat and shirt inside, then pulled down the bra.

Two snowy tender bunnies trembled and bounced out.

"What are you going to do?"

Rosalind asked in a soft voice.

Dirk Carter chuckled, said, "If you don't want this to continue, then tell me, who sent you all here?"

"I... I won't say!"

Rosalind said, lips pursed.

Dirk Carter had no patience left.

Directly opened his mouth and caught one of the pink grapes.

In that instant.

Rosalind whimpered in her throat.

Her eyes turned misty.

Still unbelieving.

Could any woman withstand his "advances"?

Seeing Rosalind still not talking.

Dirk Carter decided to unleash his moves fully.

First stripped her upper body, then both hands gripped her waist, pulling down.

The outer sweatpants and panties beneath were efficiently removed by Dirk Carter.

When the most private parts were exposed before Dirk Carter.

Rosalind instinctively crossed her long legs together.

Dirk Carter didn't intend to give her the chance to "cover up".

Directly placed his hands on her knees.

Forcibly pulling them apart.

The scene before him matched exactly with when he treated her two years ago.

The grass was neatly trimmed, displaying the appearance of a white tiger.

At the Jade Gate, still tender and pink, like a budding flower, alluring to see.

Evidently, these years no one had tended this land.

"Don't... don't look..."

Out of shyness.

Rosalind moaned softly, covering her face with a blanket.

"I'll ask you once more, will you talk? If not, I'm going in, and I remember we haven't had any physical relations, right?"

Dirk Carter threatened for the last time.

The head under the covers shook vigorously.

Not sure expressing refusal to talk or replying to Dirk Carter's question about physical relations.

No use overthinking.

He must get answers today.

No hesitation, no holding back.

Dirk Carter made up his mind.

Aimed at the "holy land", burying his head onto it.

"Ah..."

At the moment Dirk Carter's upper lips touched Rosalind's lower lips, due to the stimulation, Rosalind couldn't help but let out a gasp.

Dirk Carter wanted just that effect.

He wanted to spread Rosalind's desires, spreading to a point she couldn't withstand.

By then, it'd be her turn to beg him.

In such situations, she'd answer whatever asked.

Truly a master.

Even Elsie Eames, a character like her, was defeated, Rosalind as inexperienced was even harder to endure.

Under the teasing of his tongue tip.

Rosalind's body began to tremble continuously.

From the deeper spring eye, the surging water could clearly be felt gushing out.

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