Chapter 405

Rochelle felt a little uncomfortable as she choked. On the other hand, Mike seemed like he was enjoying it a lot. After a long while, Mike finally smiled in satisfaction. "Mike, you're so nasty," Rochelle whined as she glared at him. "Then, did you enjoy it?" Mike grinned as he played with the softness of her body. He started smoking another cigar. "Oh, Mike! If I didn't like it, would I still be with you? I'm even thinking of leaving Gilbert to be with you." Rochelle leaned on his chest and caressed his sculpted chest. There was a roundish scar on the right side of Mike's chest. It was around the size of a coin and slightly raised. "Mike, what's this?" Rochelle asked curiously. "A bullet wound." "What?" Rochelle shrank back her hand in fright. "Are you scared?" Mike chuckled as if it was nothing. "Five years ago, when I was studying in Ebrea, my classmates and I encountered a robber when we went out. I got shot. "Since then, I told myself that it wasn't enough to be rich