Please behave My Lord

Chapter 83: Being Mutual

Chapter 83: Being Mutual

It was not a good time to argue with them, since, clearly, Mariana could not take it anymore.

Holding the woman tightly in his arms, Xavier finally cast a cold glance at Andrea before apologizing Property © of NôvelDrama.Org.

frankly to the director:

-Director, Mariana is not feeling well, I will take her to the room first and explain it to her later.

Then, without waiting for the director to say anything else, he walked away hugging her.

With her gaze riveted on the backs of the two men, Andrea's eyes sparkled with smug mischief and the

corners of her red mouth turned up in a smile.

Xavier looked down at the girl in his arms and had no choice but to carry her into his living room and

lay her gently on the bed.

Watching the woman, her face flushed, squirming on the bed, Xavier stood to the side, frowning with

indecision.

The desire I had just felt had faded under the embarrassment of being seen by so many people, but

unexpectedly, it came back when I saw Mariana in that state.

Hands clenched uncertainly, Xavier reached to the side and poured a glass of water, gently lifting the

woman from the bed and bringing it to her lips, coaxing her to drink it in an attempt to relieve her heat.

The glass was quickly emptied and, just as he was about to leave her back to bed, the next thing out of

his imagination was that she hugged him.

The soft, warm, delicate body writhing over his back and the subtle moan that escaped his lips caused

Xavier's Adam's apple to twitch uncontrollably and his eyes to darken.

He turned quickly and his hands held the woman's shoulders tightly.

For the moment, her eyes were tinged with a growing desire and became redder and redder. Finally, he

spoke through gritted teeth, unable to resist any longer:

-Mariana!

With that, he suddenly lowered his head. But finally the kiss only landed softly on Mariana's forehead,

pausing for a good while before slowly drifting away.

His gaze deepened. Xavier contemplated the lips that remained just inches away, so delicate, like a

summer flower in bloom that was waiting to be picked by him.

As if compelled, he unconsciously lowered his head and slowly approached the temptation.

He almost managed to kiss her when a loud bang sounded in his ears.

In an instant, loud, anxious footsteps came from far away. When Xavier looked up, the arrival was

already in front of him.

It was Leopoldo.

The man's face was cold and his eyes were filled with raging emotions, like a burning anger or an icy

abyss, an actual mixture of fire and water that made him even more terrifying.

Leopoldo stepped forward and grabbed him, then punched him hard in the face, which broke the

otherwise lovely face and made the corners of his lips stain with blood.

Reluctant to give her so much as a glance, Leopoldo went straight to Mariana and took her in his arms.

The anger in his eyes intensified as he looked at her bare white skin.

Removing his suit jacket, he wrapped it tightly around the woman in his arms and lifted her up, then his

cold gaze fell on Xavier who was standing propping up the table.

It was as if he was looking at a dying man.

Laughing to himself, Xavier looked lovingly at Mariana who lay unconscious in the other man's arms:

-I didn't expect Mr. Durán to arrive suddenly. I wonder what his relationship with Mariana is? And why

did he hit me? After all... you have to be mutual to do such a thing, don't you?

Instantly, in Leopold's eyes burst a great anger rolling in a furious and agitated manner; at the same

time, it was as if the boundless grass was burning with a blazing fire and the heat wave was still hitting

Xavier.

Four eyes met. Their gazes intertwined, collided and brushed against each other in the air, even

bursting into sparks that fell to their surroundings. But neither of them noticed that and kept grappling

with each other.

The icy words spoken by Leopoldo were shrouded in a thickly dominant aura.

-Get away from her.

Each letter was as strong as lightning.

With these words, Leopoldo did not look at him again and left with giant strides.

Looking at his back, Xavier slowly stood up and reached out to wipe the blood at the corner of his

mouth. The red blood on his fingertips looked a little gruesome, but in his eyes there was some doubt.

"What is Mariana's relationship with Leopoldo?"

***

After he threw the woman in his arms into the back seat, the anger in Leopold's eyes remained. In a

deep voice, he indicated to the assistant in front of him:

-Drive.

The attendant cautiously glanced in the rearview mirror at those two people sitting in the back.

The woman had been roughly pulled into the car by the man and was leaning uncomfortably against

the door; the man had an icy stare and hands in his lap, but did nothing about the woman who was still

writhing.

The assistant sighed softly in his heart. "The boss is so unromantic."

As the car sped down the road, Leopoldo's eyes were still darkly fixed on the woman wrapped in a

wide black suit and still squirming.

The jacket over her to cover herself had come off, exposing a wide patch of white skin at the neckline,

causing Leopold's eyes to darken and his anger to flare up again.

The color of his eyes became darker and darker, like a black curtain, so hermetic and not letting in any

light.

But the next moment, the man reached out and wrapped his hands around the woman to pull her into

his arms. The ample black suit still rested on her body, wrapped tightly around her without revealing

anything.

He secretly glanced back again, the assistant finally relieved.

You could see that the hair of the woman whose face was well red was tousled to hide half of her face,

but that made the other half even whiter and more attractive.

At this point, she was writhing constantly in his arms, but was held by the man through her clothes and

secured with a strong position. Although he looked extremely cold, the movements of his hands were

gentle.

Soon they arrived home. Without saying a word, Leopoldo went upstairs hugging Mariana silently. He

went straight to the bathroom and threw her forcefully into the bathtub.

The next moment, he grabbed the shower, turned on the faucet and held it against his head.

Leopoldo looked at the woman in the tub who was slowly starting to wake up due to the cold water,

struggling and writhing violently at this point.

The emotions that lurked in his eyes rolled like waves, wrapped in fierce anger. Since she had been so

disobedient and had repeatedly defied her boundaries and put herself in danger, it was time to teach

her something.

After a while, the woman in front of her finally regained some consciousness. She raised her head in a

daze and saw the man standing to the side.

With a grim face, like a demon from hell, he stood looking down on her from above. The coldness

emanating from him made her shiver slightly.

It was then that Leopoldo turned off the tap:

-Are you awake yet?

A sneer appeared at the corners of his mouth and his eyes were full of irony.

-I... What happened to me?

Mariana looked down at the wrinkled and messy clothes on her body and frowned, not understanding

what exactly had happened.

She tried to recall, but all she could remember was that Andrea had given her a dress and asked her to

wear it, but she had no idea what happened next.

-What happened to you? It's probably that... you tried to betray me and I caught you red-handed.

Her eyes suddenly widened as her pupils contracted. Mariana looked at the man in disbelief.

"How could I do something like that?"

Suddenly, in his mind passed some debris of images.

It appeared that Xavier had arrived after she got drunk and was unable to stand.

What about him?

Without looking at Mariana's stunned face, Leopoldo turned abruptly and left the place.