"Dear boss's wife, let's be a little more mature, okay?"

Luis grinned with a lewd, wicked smile and said, "I don't want to have some romantic talk with you either, and I'm not interested in changing your sexual orientation. What I want is your body, not your soul."

These words left Bella stunned and speechless. Perhaps because the people in her circle were at least outwardly dignified, even if they were rotten to the core, they still maintained some surface decorum.

So she had never been teased so bluntly before, and for a moment, she was only shocked, without feeling the slightest bit of disgust.

She hadn't expected that Luis, who had always been so indifferent, could show such a face, and she even felt a slight, internal agreement with this true scoundrel's demeanor.

As Luis spoke, he continued to sidestep her and walk out. Bella snapped back to reality and grabbed Luis, gritting her teeth as she said, "Don't go too far."

"How have I gone too far? I didn't beg you, and I didn't force you. What does the business between your two families have to do with me?"

Luis said in a tone of helpless resignation, "Boss's wife, please stop being so clingy."

"...If I'm willing to sleep with you, will you help me then?"

Bella pondered for a moment, her face ashen as she asked this question.

"That would be worse than killing you, wouldn't it? In the eyes of someone like you, being fucked by a lowly, filthy man is finding a pig or a dog."

Luis picked at his ear, speaking nonchalantly, "And I'm not that lustful to that degree. It could be you, or your daughter would be nice too. You actually still have a choice."

Speaking of which, that mixed-race little angel, Rococo, was also quite nice, delicate and pitifully charming, equally tempting.

"You…"

Even her precious daughter was being coveted. Bella was instantly burning with rage, but she wasn't the type to lose her temper and act recklessly.

Seeing that Luis's wicked smile seemed a bit fake, she instantly realized this was entirely teasing talk, not to be trusted. This guy was deliberately provoking her, so they could just go their separate ways and she'd stop pestering him.

But in their current predicament… how could they possibly let go of a lifeline just because of some vulgar words?

Bella immediately adjusted her mindset. The anger on her face vanished, replaced once again by a gentle, charming, coquettish smile.

"Don't joke around. That girl has no curves at all, front or back. I don't believe you'd actually be interested in her."

Luis directly lit a cigarette and started smoking. Bella frowned slightly but didn't say anything.

Her will was also very strong. With a slight adjustment of her mindset, she immediately smiled sweetly and radiantly. "Luis, please, stop making things difficult for me. For you, this is the easiest thing in the world."

"You don't even need to say a single word. Just let Hail see how close we are, and I'll have a chance to catch my breath."

"If you agree, that entire floor is yours. I'll make Nina serve you willingly and wholeheartedly."

Seeing her look somewhat flustered, she instinctively glanced at the wide-open lounge door.

Luis realized something odd. The lounge door was always kept closed, with hostesses standing right outside.

Leaving it wide open like this—wasn't she afraid someone would see them entangled? The only explanation was that Bella was doing it on purpose. She deliberately wanted certain people to see them together.

"Close relationship…"

Luis teased, "Hail probably doesn't know Nina is your woman, right? And besides… who knows just how close you two really are."

"If she's just your plaything, and I just stole her away, do you think Hail would even care?"

"This…"

Hearing this, Bella was somewhat dumbfounded.

The panic in her eyes grew even more evident. Luis already knew what was going on. He lifted her chin with a frivolous finger, grinning lewdly. "Boss's wife, if we're talking about a close relationship, wouldn't you and I be more fitting?"

"The scandalous, adulterous affair of a cheating couple looks much more reliable than some fleeting fling."

Seeing the hesitation, reluctance, and spark of anger in Bella's eyes, Luis suddenly realized this was an excellent opportunity, a chance to complete the System's task with her right here.

"It seems the boss's wife isn't willing. Of course, I won't force you."

Luis gently shook off her hand. Seeing her still locked in internal struggle, he sneered and directly threatened, "Get this straight. Just because I'm not taking advantage of the situation doesn't mean I don't have the power to."

"Guessing correctly, Hail should be here soon, right?"

After these words, Bella trembled all over, her beautiful eyes widening as she stared at Luis with a look of terror.

The lewd grin on Luis's face grew even more obscene. "Again, not a single word needed. Just let him see me cursing you out, kicking you while you're down. I wonder if the boss's wife can accept that?"

These words hit her directly in her weakest spot. Bella stood there as if struck by lightning, dazed and utterly terrified. Her mind instantly pictured what the outcome would be.

Waller hadn't made any direct moves against her. While Hail was overseeing the operations, he had only given her some slight warnings and reprimands.

But even just these warnings revealed Bella's biggest weakness after years living abroad: her severe lack of local connections and influence.

With just a few taps, Dominic, already fierce as a wolf, along with Bella's own brothers and nephews within the Leon family who were growing restless, had almost pushed her to the brink of despair.

If she had offended Luis, and Waller showed even a slight stance, while Hail, who usually focused on work, revealed a hint of menace…

With the Taiga family, the Leon family members who wanted to marginalize her, and all the other shareholders and various forces aligning themselves based on Hail's attitude, she would definitely be devoured, not even bones left.

Even if she prided herself on having so-called talent, in the face of absolute power, it was nothing but a joke.

Luis's words undeniably hit the mark, almost striking directly at her most vulnerable point.

Most importantly, Bella realized the severity. Even though Luis had always been unwilling to pay her any mind, once he decided to kick her while she was down, the miserable consequences were something she simply couldn't bear to imagine.

"Hello, which lounge number are you heading to?"

Outside the door, the hostess seemed to ask deliberately, her voice loud.

"Number 3, to see Mr. Luis."

Hail's voice was very distinctive, gentle yet full of resonant strength.

Hearing his voice, Bella immediately panicked. Seizing this chance, Luis abruptly pulled her hand, yanking hard enough that Bella stumbled and fell onto Luis's lap.

One arm encircled her waist. Then, Luis said in a teasing tone, "Boss's wife, you can still change your mind now."

"I'm not that petty, nor am I that magnanimous. But rest assured, even if you refuse, I won't kick you while you're down."

This last sentence made the pale-faced Bella startle slightly. Her expression softened a bit, but she knew there was no time to think. She abruptly lowered her head and kissed Luis on the mouth.

This was her way of stating her position. Even as a man-hating lesbian, she was pragmatic. She knew she had to compromise to get through this seemingly hopeless predicament.

"Open your mouth… otherwise it won't look convincing."

Luis felt an incredible thrill as her cool lips met his. Complying, Bella closed her eyes, not only parting her cherry lips slightly but also proactively extending her soft, delicate little tongue.

Unbelievably soft, and with the same clumsiness as Nina earlier, Luis sucked on her little tongue, causing her whole body to stiffen.

Breathing in the scent of the mature beauty in his arms, Luis was far from satisfied with just a childish peck. Seeing her tense and clumsy performance…

That seemingly resistant feeling actually excited him further. Luis hugged her fiercely tight, and one hand went straight to her neckline, groping roughly.

Bella was wearing a deep V-neck, low-cut top today. The style was elegant, not particularly tight-fitting, clearly a designer piece, which also conveniently allowed for a man's operations at a time like this.

The rough, thieving hand slid over her deep cleavage. Without the slightest hesitation, and giving Bella no chance to resist, it plunged rudely into her clothes, directly into her bra.

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