The CEO’s Billion Dollar Bride
Chapter 921 - 900 Keep Your Word

Chapter 921: Chapter 900 Keep Your Word

"A promise is a promise!"

After speaking, she stared at him intently with earnest eyes. If not for the scattered look in her gaze, he might have actually believed she was sober.

"Of course, if my word is not my bond, you can have me kneel on the keyboard!"

"Oh!"

Upon hearing this, Bianca lowered her head and uttered an ’oh.’ Then she added, "So, we’ll roll in the bed sheets after we finish bathing?"

"First, drink the hangover tea!"

"Promise me we’ll roll in the bed sheets first!"

"Alright!"

If this continues, who knows what this girl will be like. She’s drunk this much; without coaxing some hangover tea into her, she’ll surely have a headache tomorrow!

Having gotten Roy’s agreement, Bianca obediently opened her mouth to let him feed her the hangover tea. After resting for a while, he carried her into the bathroom for a bath. Although bathing her was something he had done when she was five years old, they had even bathed together back then!

But back in those days, they were just two innocent children, and the heart of a child is simple. Whether it was helping his little sister bathe or bathing with her, it was considered normal, and back then, they didn’t harbor those kinds of thoughts. Ever since Bianca declared that she would marry him when they grew up, he seemed to have started avoiding her intentionally or unintentionally!

Thus, when they bathed together back then, both of their thoughts were pure, simply playing with water in the bathroom.

But now...

She was already his fiancée, soon to be his lawful wife once they returned home, and they had grown from little boy and girl into man and woman. She was drunk senseless, but he was sober. How could he resist the wife he’s been yearning for since childhood?

He was a healthy man, in the prime of his virility with thriving hormones!

Roy’s fingers trembled as he unbuttoned Bianca’s shirt, his breathing growing heavier by the moment. And yet, the little woman in the bathtub seemed very dissatisfied with his performance.

"Brother Roy, hurry up! Why are you dawdling so much? After we bathe, we’ll roll in the bed sheets!"

Roy: "..."

This woman today just couldn’t let go of the idea of rolling in the bed sheets—she was relentless!

One by one, the buttons of the woman’s shirt were undone, the shirt removed, and beneath lay the exquisiteness exposed before him, making Roy vividly aware that his breathing had stopped at that moment. Yet all his blood seemed to have conspired to rush directly to a certain part of his lower abdomen...

Roy stared at the full contours wrapped beneath Bianca’s bra, feeling a rigid and swollen tightness in his lower abdomen that seemed about to burst...

"Brother Roy, what’s wrong with you? Why is your nose bleeding all of a sudden?"

Just as Bianca finished speaking, Roy felt the scorching liquid stealthily slide down from his nostrils, drop by drop, staining the interior of the bathtub...

Aw, crap!

He actually got a nosebleed!

The fire was really bursting at the seams!

"I think I’m overheated, I’ll take care of it first, you go ahead and soak in the bath here, don’t move around!"

After saying that, Roy Thomspon turned and left. He felt he could never raise his head in front of Bella Gordon again. He used to say that men who got nosebleeds in front of women were definitely lacking self-control. It was one thing to be aroused, but to get so excited to have a nosebleed?

But now, he had done nothing more than glance at the young girl’s chest and had nosebleeds like this. Was he just as pathetic as those lecherous classmates of his?

However, it wasn’t entirely her fault either!

After all, the change in his little treasure was just too significant. What used to be two little grains had now grown into a standard full chest, and it was precisely the kind that had the most visual impact!

The pink bra, snow-white skin, and the perfect curves outlined underneath by the bra—those lines, they incited more wayward thoughts than bare skin, truly testing the speed at which his blood would boil!

Since reuniting in America, he would occasionally act like a hooligan around her, like Uncle Gordon did with Auntie Gordon, and take small liberties, but whenever he tried to touch her, he was stopped. He didn’t have the courage to tear aside and see the landscape underneath the pleasing texture!

Now that he’d seen it with his own eyes, he felt the visual shock was indescribable with any words!

Who says only boys grow from so small to so big? Girls change even more!

Exhale, inhale, then exhale and inhale again!

Stay calm, stay calm, and stay calm again!

She was drunk, and he had to control himself. He couldn’t be such a beast; their first time definitely couldn’t be so reckless. He mustn’t take advantage of her being drunk!

Plus, he had personally promised Uncle Gordon that he wouldn’t mess around before marriage. It was a principle. Uncle Gordon relentlessly pursued Auntie Ivy, but he never crossed that line before marriage. To be a good man, he had to endure the same torture as Uncle Gordon did!

Keep a perfect night in their bridal chamber, to make their life perfect from that moment on!

Roy Thompson kept splashing cold water on his face at the sink by the door, reminding himself over and over to wait for their night in the bridal chamber. After all, almost no one saves it for the bridal chamber night anymore. Those who are getting married have slept early, and those not getting married have also slept; the so-called bridal chamber night is not for consummation but for counting the money gifts!

So he must be different from others, return to a woman’s true dream—the consummation on the bridal chamber night!

"Brother Roy, are you done yet? Is your nose still bleeding?"

Roy Thompson was still splashing his face with cold water and reminding himself to stay cool. Before he could calm down, the young girl’s voice came from inside, "Do you need me to come out and bandage you? Anyway, I’m already washed up!"

Washed up?

How had she washed herself?

"I’m fine, don’t move, I’ll be in soon!" Blood from nosebleeds caused by sudden exposure to beauty comes fast, and thankfully stops quickly too. He managed to get the bleeding under control with some cotton, but when he entered again, Roy Thompson was very cautious!

As he stepped forward, he tried not to look at her face, closing his eyes and walking straight toward her, wanting to help her take off the rest of her clothes. But as his hand reached out to her, he grasped at nothing. Where there used to be a buttoned piece of clothing was now bare, and his hand caught two soft mounds!

Shocked, Roy Thompson abruptly opened his eyes only to realize that he was holding a woman’s chest; the shock made his eyes widen so much that the blood he had managed to stop was now surging secretly again...

"Brother Roy, you’re touching my boobs again!" Bella Gordon frowned slightly before speaking up with a smile, "Don’t be nervous; I’m not stopping you. If you want to touch them, go ahead!"