Transmigrated into The Boys, Starting as Soldier Boy
Chapter 100: Neuman’s Complete Surrender
Robin’s face had already gone bright red. She quietly tugged at Hughie’s sleeve.
Hughie wanted to slap himself across the face.
His boss was at home having a private moment with his mistress, and he had actually shown up with his girlfriend and knocked on the door?
That was a huge workplace screwup.
Worse, the "mistress" was the idol he worshipped more than anyone.
So the rumors were true. His idol’s private life really was that wild.
"Oh! Jesus! S-sorry!"
Hughie finally caught on, his face turning as red as a baboon’s ass.
Mortified, he waved his hands like crazy and kept backing away.
"I swear! We didn’t see anything! We won’t say a damn word!"
"Since this is private, we won’t bother you two... uh, carry on!"
"See you tomorrow, boss! Goodbye, sir!"
The second he finished, Hughie didn’t dare take another look.
He grabbed Robin by the hand and fled the apartment like his life depended on it.
"Bang!"
The security door slammed shut. They could even hear Hughie trip out in the hallway because he was rushing so badly.
As the door closed, Hughie’s footsteps faded farther and farther away.
The apartment fell quiet again.
Neuman, who had looked so bashful only a moment ago, sprang out of Benjamin’s arms as if she had been shocked.
She gulped down air, her pretty face deathly pale.
Thinking back to that humiliating scene, Neuman felt utterly degraded.
But she did not dare get angry.
All she could do was lower her head.
Benjamin stood where he was and casually wiped the cheek Neuman had kissed. 𝐟𝚛𝕖𝚎𝕨𝗲𝐛𝚗𝐨𝐯𝐞𝕝.𝐜𝗼𝗺
Neuman stood there in a daze.
The coyness and charm she had forced herself to show in order to fool Hughie vanished in an instant.
All that remained was a deep sense of humiliation.
Neuman bit her lower lip, tears misting her eyes.
"What?"
A cold snort full of mockery suddenly sounded beside her.
At some point, Benjamin had already walked right up to her.
He looked down at the sexy, beautiful woman before him, his thick brows lifting slightly.
"I haven’t even started being disgusted with you yet. So who the fuck are you making that reluctant face for?"
Benjamin gave a cold laugh.
"You’re acting like you’re the one who got wronged here."
At his merciless taunt, Neuman froze for a moment.
Then she raised her head.
Her gaze met Benjamin’s deep eyes.
It was a flawless, impossibly handsome face.
There was none of the delicate prettiness of those modern pretty boys. He radiated raw masculinity.
A crushing pressure rolled over her.
Benjamin did not stop. He stepped forward on his long legs, closing in on Neuman one step at a time.
Neuman instinctively backed away.
"Click, click, click."
Her slim high heels struck the floor in a panicked rhythm.
For every inch Benjamin advanced, she retreated a foot.
"Crash!"
As she backed up, Neuman’s lower back slammed hard into the glass coffee table in front of the sofa.
Several expensive crystal glasses were knocked to the floor, shattering into countless glittering shards.
Neuman had nowhere left to go.
Her legs went weak, and she nearly collapsed into the broken glass.
But then, Neuman suddenly stopped moving.
She did not keep struggling, nor did she scream.
Maybe it was because, deep down, she was terrified of this man’s overwhelming power.
Or maybe she subconsciously understood that any resistance in front of him would only be laughably useless.
She simply stood there at the edge of the coffee table, tilting her head up slightly.
Her beautiful eyes brimmed with tears.
Maybe it was a plea. Maybe she had given up fighting.
Seeing Neuman’s completely resigned expression, Benjamin reached out with unquestionable dominance. He pinched her smooth chin between two fingers and forced her to lift her head.
"There’s one thing I fucking hate most. People lying to me."
Benjamin’s fingertips slowly brushed over Neuman’s soft skin as he spoke in a low voice.
"I wasn’t planning to make that lie from earlier come true. But you just had to go and kiss me first, didn’t you, you little bitch?"
His breath fell against Neuman’s cheek, scorching hot.
"Now that it’s already been said, wouldn’t I look like less of a man if I didn’t make it real?"
Neuman’s heartbeat sped up.
Before long, she obediently closed her eyes, her long lashes trembling uneasily.
"Sir..."
Neuman parted her lips slightly, her voice soft and sweet, like spring water melting open.
"I told you before. I’m willing... to obey any order you give me."
The moment she finished speaking, Benjamin’s eyes darkened.
He lowered his head and kissed her hard.
"Mmm~!"
Neuman let out a muffled sound.
Benjamin’s raw masculinity and overbearing force shattered what little reason Neuman had left in an instant.
Benjamin reached out, wrapped an arm around her slender waist, and lifted her straight off the ground with one hand.
Neuman cried out softly, her legs instinctively locking around the man’s powerful waist.
"Bang!"
Benjamin kicked the bedroom door open with a brutal kick.
The two kissed wildly, stumbling onto the large, soft bed.
There was no foreplay. No tenderness.
All that rang out was the sharp rip of tearing fabric.
Neuman’s custom business suit, worth tens of thousands of dollars and symbolizing her status as a congresswoman, was brutally torn into scraps by Benjamin.
He tossed it carelessly onto the carpet.
Her flawless, sensual body was fully exposed beneath the dim light.
Outside the door was the silent night.
Inside was a frenzy of complete, unreserved surrender.
Zoe: ...
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Two hours later.
The air in the bedroom was thick with the scent of hormones.
The frantic passion had finally come to an end.
The large double bed was an absolute mess.
Neuman looked as if she had just been pulled out of the water, her sexy body drenched in fragrant sweat.
She lay completely limp in Benjamin’s broad, solid arms, without even the strength to lift a finger.
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