150 Chapter 150: Do You Realize You Were Wrong?

She wanted to stiffen her legs, but she couldn't move. He was pinning her down, keeping up a constant, slow, torturous rhythm.

She moaned as he slowly eased into her until he had buried her. Finally, she was intimidated by his threat and gave in, for fear that Kevin outside should hear them.

It would be more than just embarrassing.

The rosy sofa contrasted finely with her white skin. He pulled out and moved slowly back into her, his breathing covered by her groan.

Savannah woke with a jolt. She sat upright and found she had been dressed up.

Damn Dylan!

She bit her lip, and her fists were clenched tightly.

He fucked her here.

Dylan stood with his back to her, doing up the buttons on his shirt. He heard her moving and turned.

"Now, do you realize you were wrong?" He raised his eyebrows.

Savannah's face was red as brick, but she was still unwilling to give into him.

"Then, can I do this game endorsement now?" She bit her lips.

Dylan paused, a cold gleam in his eyes.

"Are you still thinking about endorsing this game?"

"Can I take what we did as an exchange for the endorsement?" She insisted, shamed as she was.

This little woman would compromise herself to have sex with him for the game endorsement!

The gloom on his face frightened Savannah. However, instead of punishing her again, he marched towards the door.

"Wait! Dylan!" Savannah said, desperate to stop him. Her dress felt askew on her body; her hair probably looked like a rat's nest. The man wanted to show Kevin everything!

Dylan had already opened the door and looked at Kevin, who was impatiently waiting down the corridor.

"I'm sorry it took so long, Mr. Wills. We're done," Dylan said meaningfully.

Savannah jumped off the sofa!

Everybody would know what happened in the room if she was seen lying on the sofa with her clothes in disarray.

Kevin had been waiting impatiently outside for an hour. He tried to knock on the door several times but was stopped by Dylan's bodyguards.

He hurried into the room, and before he could speak, he smelled the difference in the air. Then he saw the untidy sofa and Savannah's blushed face. He froze in his spot, and his voice caught in his throat.

Savannah saw the disappointment in Kevin's eyes. She shot a sharp look at Dylan, embarrassed and speechless, and then she rushed into the dressing room. She just wanted to get out of here now!

After a few minutes, she changed her clothes and rushed out of the studio without looking at the two men.

She wanted to apologize to Kevin, but she found herself unable to form the words.

She was too angry to see Dylan!

"Why should you chase her now? You don't believe her, just leave her alone?"

Dylan stopped his face darkening.

Savannah had reached out to Kevin about being wronged by Valerie, and she told Kevin he didn't help her.

Whenever she was going through a rough time, she ran to Kevin. Dylan hated their intimate friendship – hated that she trusted Kevin more than she would ever trust him.

He gestured to the bodyguard at the door, letting him follow Savannah. Then he turned slowly to Kevin and slightly raised his chin.

"It's none of your business."

"Your business is none of my business, but anything regarding Savannah concerns me," Kevin looked straight into Dylan's eyes.

Anger blazed out of Dylan's eyes as he approached Kevin, leaning slightly forward.

"She's my woman. I'll take care of her."

"Take care? Because you've been so good at that before," he scoffed, "Is this how you take care of someone? Let her be wronged by her cousin in front of so many people while you do shit-all?" Kevin said with sarcasm.

"I don't think I need you to teach me what to do. I don't need to report to you either," Dylan said venomously. He wasn't going to tell Kevin anything. He straightened his collar and turned to leave.

Kevin took a deep breath and shouted behind his back,

"If you really think of her as your woman, not just your pet, you should make her happy. At least give her the freedom to work!"

"You mean she would be unhappy if she couldn't take the job?" Dylan laughed with anger, "rest assured, and there are many ways to make her happy. If she really wants to be an endorser, I can get her a dozen big-name endorsements."

"My intention isn't to get close to her and take her away by offering her this game endorsement. I know the character of Savannah. Now that she's with you, she will never change. The game is just a birthday present from her. It means a lot to her to let her endorse her own game, and I know how happy it'll make her. I just want her to be happy, I thought you did, too?"

The last sentence was to goad Dylan, making him frown. Her birthday?

The little woman's birthday was indeed coming.

He was busy looking for evidence these days and almost forgot...

There was a long silence. Finally, Dylan snorted, his eyelash fluttering.

"Take her away? From me? Do you think you could do that? I have never doubted myself. But I think you've made a bad habit of overestimating yourself!"

With that, he strode out of the studio.

Kevin looked behind him and sighed with relief.

Mr. Sterling wasn't explicit with his words, but it sounded like he agreed.

After taking a taxi from JK back to Beverly Hills, Savannah sat on the sofa for a long time. She drank two large glasses of water and finally calmed down. The reddish mark on her neck was gradually fading away.

"Savannah? You're back early! I thought you would be working again, I was expecting you to be busy for the next little while. So I bought lots of food today for you," Judy just came back from the market and was surprised to see Savannah in the living room.

"Well, I'm done with work, I guess."

Savannah was a little lost, and her voice was languid.

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