Chapter 9: Take off Your Pants!

As Mia saw Asher about to kiss her, she instinctively leaned back, but there was no way to escape with the bed head behind her, and she closed her eyes in fear. Asher's voice, warm and magnetic, came to her ears, "Do you know how to dismantle a camera?" "Huh?" Mia thought she had heard wrong and hurriedly opened her eyes, only to meet his beautiful, close peach blossom eyes. She felt her heart tremble violently, her nervous tongue unable to articulate properly. "You... what did you say?" "Shh, don't move!" Asher raised his slender index finger to his lips, directing her attention from his eyes to his lips. His lips were dark, giving him a look of chronic illness, and Mia's eyes filled with pity. Despite being so young and wealthy, why did he have such a frail body? In her previous life, Mia had heard the secrets of the Carns family, that among Samuel's generation, apart from Samuel who was always strong and healthy, many of his siblings either died before birth or didn't live long after being born, leaving this youngest child as Samuel's only surviving brother. He was tough, but unfortunately, his health was poor! Unlike Samuel's four children, who were all tall and robust. "Take off your pants!" His dark pink lips moved, issuing an unmistakable command. Mia was even more confused! What does dismantling a camera have to do with taking off pants? The leap in logic left her completely unable to react. After much deliberation, she reluctantly said, "I'm afraid I cannot comply!" He clicked his tongue impatiently, propped his hands on either side of her face, and looked down at her, warning, "Don't force me to take matters into my own hands!" That was too hurtful, Mia gritted her teeth and fumbled to unbutton her jeans. "Hurry up!" His voice was husky and magnetic, speaking with a thick breathiness that teased Mia's ears, both hot and itchy. "Give me some space, then I can do it faster!" Mia said with downcast eyes, not daring to look at him. Asher moved a bit, shifting to the side, covering her with only his upper body. Then, he suddenly leaned in and blew a breath into her ear. "Ah..." Mia let out a soft moan, as if startled. Asher whispered near her ear, "Cooperate nicely, and it won't hurt!" "Okay!" she nodded obediently, "Done taking it off!" "Throw it towards the back, near the TV cabinet!" His voice lowered, speaking ambiguously and breathlessly close to her ear. Mia felt not just her cheeks and ears, but her whole body starting to heat up, following his instruction to kick her jeans onto the bedside table. "Continue!" That commanding voice again by her ear, seeing she wasn't moving, "Take it off!" "Take off more? What else?" "Your top, it's dirty!" His lips nearly brushed her neck, moving back and forth. Mia felt her neck tingle as if thousands of ants were crawling over it. It must be the effect of the drug, too despicable! She could only curse the cheater and devious woman in her heart, hoping they would go to hell soon! Her movements were careful as she began to pull up her top, but suddenly Asher got up, turning her over and draping the bedsheet over her. "Quickly!" This time his voice was directly at the back of her neck, and even without actual touch, the warm breath still made her temperature rise. Seeing her struggle, Asher directly helped her and threw the top onto the bedside table. Meanwhile, two people in a nearby room were frowning at a surveillance video. Finn said unhappily, "Wasn't it agreed to find a male model? Why did you bring him?" "He approached me first, and after all, he's a man, what's the difference from a male model!" "He's just a sickly man, and overly fastidious to boot! Besides, in such matters, who knows if he can perform!" Finn complained softly while looking at the dark surveillance video. "Didn't he seem quite involved just now?" Aria remarked indifferently, tapping the dark screen, "Did it break?" "Nothing's wrong," Finn looked and said, "The lens is covered. Listen, there's sound now!" Aria also listened closely and indeed, there were moaning sounds in the video. Meanwhile, Asher had already distanced himself from Mia. Mia, having used her clothes to cover the camera, had to wrap herself in the white bedsheet, wriggling slightly on the bed like a white caterpillar. Asher took out his phone to type a message for her. Mia leaned in to read it and was almost furious. It read: Keep moaning, more passionately, more intensely! Damn your more passionately, more intensely! Mia held back her anger and typed back: Why don't you moan, it's too fake with just one person! Asher chuckled and typed: Can't do it, I'm not as professional as you, might give us away! "Get lost!" Mia couldn't help but speak up, only to be immediately silenced by Asher. He raised his phone: Don't talk nonsense, who curses while doing that? Mia was infuriated, typing: How would you know, you've never done it! Asher was amused by her response, smiling and typing back: Sounds like you're quite experienced! Mia's smile vanished immediately. In her previous life, she had lost three children for that scumbag man! This was her most painful memory. At first, she thought Finn was just wary of the relationship binding them, but after seeing him with Aria, she realized the truth. He had never loved her, let alone their children! But no mother would willingly give up her own flesh and blood, even if their father didn't want them in this world! Especially with the last child, when she found out she was pregnant again, she didn't plan to tell Finn, intending to secretly have the baby. But she was pushed down by Finn's youngest brother, leading to severe bleeding and a hospital visit. After the child was gone, Dr. Morris told her that her uterine wall was too thin and that she might never have children again! Fortunately, she was reborn. She subconsciously touched her flat belly and silently vowed in her heart that in this lifetime, she must protect herself and never trust anyone easily again! "What's wrong?" "Ah!" Mia immediately came back to her senses, only then realizing her lapse. She had even forgotten to continue moaning, and wondered if her act had been exposed. "Sorry, I..."