Alisa walks in a daze for a long time. Suddenly, a car brushes her toes and flies by. Alisa is in a cold sweat, which makes her realize that she has come to the middle of the road.

A pair of big hands pulls her back involuntarily. She turns around and looks into Davis's dark eyes.

"You can't find a job. Do you want to commit suicide to get out of debt?" Davis scoffs.

Alisa lowers her eyes. "Of course I won’t. It's just a distraction."

Thinking about it, Alisa suddenly looks up at Davis. "I don't think I can pay you back. So, I want to continue to be your mistress for half a month..."

Davis hooks his lips, and there is a sense of anger in his heart. She is willing to stay with him just for the money and to pay it back.

It doesn't seem to be the answer he wants.

"It seems that you are no different from other women!"

Davis drags Alisa around, heads back into his car, and soon returns to his villa.

Whatever he says, only with him can she save Sam.

"Yeah, I'm a woman. I'm not different from other women..."

Alisa throws it to Davis.

In the car, Alisa calls Lucy.

"Lucy, I'm away for a while. I'll come back half a month later..."

Alisa hangs up. Davis's car stops suddenly. His black eyes stare at her angrily.

Damn it, she's really only going to stay for half a month.

What does she regard him as?

"Alisa!!!"

Davis's voice rises abruptly. Alisa is shocked by his roar and looks at him in dismay. "What's the matter?"

Davis is so angry that she doesn't know what to do with her face.

"Alisa, you did a good job. You've even hooked up with the mafia boss…"

"What do you mean, Davis? You are slinging mud at me. I don't know any Mafia at all! "

"You still want to quibble, if you don't know him, why do you want to go to sea with him So many days?"

Alisa stays for a long time, and she thinks of something suddenly, "Do you mean Thomas?"

"Oh! It seems that you still have a little memory. Tell me, does he like you?" Davis looks at her coldly.

Alisa can't bear it. She's angry at last.

"Davis, if you do that again, our deal is canceled now. Let me down. I'llleave..."

Davis is very satisfied with Alisa's angry look, at least to prove that she and the man really has nothing.

His big body comes over, and Alisa shrinks back and doesn't dodge.

He is held tight by Davis.

His hot lips come, and he grabs her soft lips in a domineering and wild way.

He longs for the sweet smell between the two lips for a long time.

He can enjoy the taste finally. He is domineering, kissing her lips again and again.

He holds the back of her head in his big hand, inserts his five hands into her soft hair and deepens the kiss.

Alisa is kissed by him and slowly blushed.

He kisses and opens her mouth forcibly and teases her sensitive tender tongue. Alisa is soon immersed in his kiss and breathes heavily.

"No, Davis. Uh..."

Davis's big hand, across the thin T-shirt, strikes her firm and soft breast.

Alisa's face is blushed with shame, which is very beautiful. Her skin is more elastic and fragile, especially attractive.

Davis can't wait to tear open her T-shirt, take it off from below, and instantly a large white skin is exposed in his eyes.

His kiss falls more madly and intensively.

Alisa's sense gradually loses, and her face becomes a little confused.

A pair of small hands are struggling, "No, no..."

"Not here or not there?"

Davis kisses her delicate sensibilities, his big hands stick down the bottom of her skirt.

Alisa's delicate body is slowly put on the seat by him, and his tall body is pressed up.

This is his woman, he wants her. He wants her crazily.

The last piece of Alisa's body is torn off and tears to pieces, and is thrown casually on the back seat of the car.

The car is full of ambiguous smell, and the sound of breathing is gradually amplified.

Alisa's pink face is pretty, slightly closed eyes, and thick eyelashes are quivering slightly.

She enjoys the sensual pleasure he bring under him.

It has to be said that Davis's bed skill is very clever. Every time, he can make Alisa reach the best peak.

Again and again, Alisa is shaking.

Sweat comes down Davis's forehead, dripping to Alisa’s snow-white skin.

"Look at me, Alisa…"

Davis raises Alisa's careful face in both hands and shouts low.

Alisa slowly opens her blurred eyes. Davis's dark eyes are full of lust.

"Who am I?" He shakes it gently and delicately, holding her slender and soft waist and moving forward at the most gentle speed.

Alisa doesn't respond. Davis's black eyes sink slightly and suddenly hit her flower field.

"Well..."

Happiness, like an electric spark, explodes in her body, and Alisa croons, her mind hovering on the verge of collapse.

"Tell me, who am I?"

"Uh... Davis... Davis, yous is so big..."

Alisa's face, pink, sways gently under his body.

Davis closes his eyes contentedly. Suddenly he increases his speed, lets out a low roar. The two people hold tightly together and rush to the happy moment together.