Chapter 391 Beyond speechless

The room key she was clutching slipped from her fingers and fell to the floor.

Stephan casually brushed his hand over the spot Darla had just touched. “Your filthy hands touching me already makes me feel sick. Don’t bring your stinking mouth any closer, or I’ll vomit all over you.”

Darla was beyond speechless.

This wasn’t the first time she’d experienced Stephan’s venomous tongue.

But every time, it pushed her tolerance to new limits, making her feel like she was about to spit blood and die on the spot.

Stephan remained expressionless as he continued his attack. “And by the way, if you’re really desperate for a man and want to be with one, there’s a nightclub next door. Go order ten or twenty male models, I guarantee they’ll satisfy your craving for male attention.”

“After all, they aren’t picky. For a slut like you, they’ll take anyone, as long as you pay.”

Darla’s face flushed crimson with rage.

“STEPHAN!”

Was that what she meant?

She only wanted to be with him, she wouldn’t even look at other men!

Stephan had lost his patience. “Get out! If you don’t get out right now, I’ll call security.”

“I don’t think you would want a scandal about being thrown out of a hotel to appear in the next day’s Entertainment Weekly, would you?”

Darla gritted her teeth in fury.

But, intimidated by the man’s threat, she had no choice but to force herself to get up and leave.

Stephan had been far too rough just now, and her back ached terribly.

She never expected that, despite her confidence, when she stood before Stephan and made her request to be with him, she would fail so woefully.

She didn’t understand why she had failed.

Her offer was so tempting, why wasn’t Stephan moved by it?

Not only was he unmoved, but he found her repulsive, he even recoiled at her touch... This was a massive blow to her, someone who was always brimming with confidence and pride...

Could it be that she really wasn’t a match for that woman, Alana, at all?

Stephan watched Darla leave, his brow still furrowed.

Was Darla’s sudden appearance a chance encounter, or... was she deliberately following him and Alana?

If it was the latter...

Considering just how twisted and repulsive Darla was...

Stephan didn’t hesitate for a moment. He immediately pulled out his phone and made a call. “Vance, send a few men to keep a close eye on that woman, Darla.”

After hanging up, Stephan turned and went back to his room.

Alana and Eve had finished their conversation, sharing their insights on their studies.

She didn’t have much experience, but Eve was far more experienced than she was.

She strongly suspected that Eve had been learning quite a bit on her own in private.

Besides, maybe when it came to that sort of thing between Eve and her boyfriend, Eve was usually the one taking the initiative.

Otherwise, why was Eve always teaching her to take the lead in seducing Stephan?

Wasn’t that based on Eve’s own personal experience?

Meanwhile, Eve had also picked up quite a few tips from Alana.

Mostly techniques like playing hard to get and teasingly resisting.

She thought to herself that maybe one of these days, she’d try playing hard to get herself...

Alana heard a noise at the door and immediately put down her phone.

When she saw Stephan walk in, she couldn’t help but sit up.

“You went out to make a call, what took you so long?”

Stephan didn’t intend to hide anything from her and said bluntly, “I ran into a bad-luck person.”

A troublesome person?

Alana seemed to have an idea. “Darla?”

Stephan gave her a half-smile. “You guessed it right on the first try. Have you seen her?”

Alana blinked.

It seemed she had guessed correctly.

“I saw her when I went to the cafeteria for lunch today.”

“Then why didn’t you tell me about it?”

“I just didn’t want her to ruin our good mood at the time.”

Stephan chuckled.

Alana couldn’t help but ask, “You just ran into her, what did she do to you?”

Stephan shot her a glance. “She said she wanted to sleep with me.”

Alana’s eyes widened in disbelief.

She couldn’t even begin to imagine that these were the words coming from Darla, who constantly boasted about her own excellence and superiority.

“Did she really say that to you? You’re not joking with me?”

Stephan laughed in exasperation. He’d thought that by saying this, Alana might get a little jealous and ask him, with a touch of bitterness, if he’d agreed to it.

He never expected her to question his words.

He couldn’t help but reach out and pinch her delicate, jade-like cheek.

“What’s the matter? Do you think I’m lying to you?”

“It really is hard to believe.”

Stephan snorted lightly. “Not only did she say that to me, but she also threw herself at me and got all touchy-feely.”

Alana couldn’t help but frown. “She actually threw herself at you and got all touchy-feely?”

“Mm-hmm.”

“Where exactly?”

Stephan watched as Alana furrowed her brow, her face set in a cold expression, and for some reason, he felt a twinge of unease.

Had he taken his joke too far?

Had he made her angry?

Stephan cleared his throat and couldn’t help but reach out to pull Alana into his arms, hoping to clear up this misunderstanding.

But before he could, she dodged him.

Alana looked as though she were avoiding him like the plague.

“What’s wrong?”

Alana said awkwardly, “You’ve been touched by another woman. You’re dirty. Don’t touch me.”

Stephan raised an eyebrow. So she was disgusted by him.

A smile played at the corners of his mouth. “I haven’t been touched by any other woman.”

“You just said Darla threw herself at you and groped you.”

“She brushed against the hem of my clothes a little. It wasn’t much.”

Alana looked skeptical.

Stephan leaned in toward her with a chuckle. “If you don’t believe me, take a sniff. See if you can detect the scent of another woman on me.”

Alana gave a coy snort and turned her face away. “I’m not sniffing.”

Stephan wrapped his arms around her and coaxed her, “Go on, smell it. Otherwise, I won’t be able to prove my innocence.”

“You just reek of dog. There’s nothing to smell.”

“Where do I smell like a dog?”

“All of you. You reek of dog.”

Stephan leaned in closer, his handsome face mere inches away. “I don’t smell like a dog. Take another sniff.”

Alana shook her head, deliberately refusing to cooperate.

Stephan chuckled, cupped her delicate cheeks, and captured her lips with a kiss.

To actually say he smelled like a dog, this woman needed her mouth thoroughly disciplined.

He didn’t stop until Alana’s cheeks were flushed and she was panting heavily.

However, Alana was still fixated on what he’d just said.

Panting, she asked, “Did Darla really make a pass at you?”

Stephan gazed intently at her. “Does this matter to you?”

Alana nodded. “I do. I don’t want any woman other than me to touch you.”

Stephan’s lips curled into a smile. “You’re a very possessive girlfriend.”

Alana pouted, thinking to herself, If she really had no possessiveness toward him, it would mean she didn’t care about him at all.

“Isn’t it perfectly normal to feel possessive toward someone you love?”

His possessiveness toward her wasn’t much less than hers.

Stephan raised an eyebrow. “Since you’re so possessive of me, why don’t you mark me properly... leave a mark that shows I belong only to you.”

Alana didn’t hold back. She bit the man’s sharply defined chin, leaving a row of moist teeth marks.

Stephan was quite pleased with the bite. “Would you like to do it somewhere else too?”

Alana gave a soft snort. “No more.”

Stephan shamelessly said, “Since you don’t want to mark me, then just rub your scent onto me. That works too.”

“That woman Darla touched me with her dirty hands just now. She smells awful, so I have to cover it up with my baby’s sweet, soft, fragrant scent.”

Alana couldn’t help laughing.

Stephan actually said Darla smelled bad. She really couldn’t hold back her laughter.

“All right, then. Let’s rub our scents onto each other.”

However, as they continued rubbing against each other, things gradually took a different turn. The man directly buried his face against her breasts.

“There’s a milky fragrance.”

Alana gasped.

After the two of them cuddled for a while, Stephan received another phone call and said he had to go out for a while.

Before leaving, Stephan instructed Alana, “I’ll be back shortly. Stay in the room and don’t wander around.”

“Okay!”

“Such a good girl.”

Stephan lowered his head and kissed Alana’s forehead before finally turning around and leaving.

Alana pouted. “So mysterious.”

However, not long afterward, someone knocked on the room door.

“Who is it?”

Alana was curious. It shouldn’t be Stephan returning, because he had a room key card and didn’t need to knock.

The person outside quickly responded, “Hello, Miss Martin, We’re here to provide you with room service at Mr. Hudson’s request.”

Alana was stunned.

At Stephan’s request?

“What kind of room service?”

“Styling services. Mr. Hudson said he would be taking Miss Martin somewhere shortly, so he asked us to come and give you a beautiful makeover.”

Alana found it strange.

Stephan had requested this?

Why hadn’t he told her beforehand?

Or was he preparing another surprise for her?

Thinking of the mysterious way the man had behaved earlier, Alana felt a little anticipation rising in her heart.

“All right. Wait a moment. I’ll open the door for you.”

She tidied up her clothes a little before walking to the door and opening it.

When she opened the door, she saw a stranger standing outside.

The woman was dressed in a hotel staff uniform, with an employee ID badge hanging from her chest.

Alana glanced at the woman’s ID badge, confirming that she was indeed a hotel employee.

The woman smiled politely at Alana. “Miss Martin, please come with me.”

Alana asked, “Where are we going?”

The woman replied, “To a lounge on the first floor for your styling. The stylists are all waiting for you there.”

“Where is Stephan?”

The woman answered, “Mr. Hudson is preparing a surprise for you. Once you’ve finished getting styled, we’ll take you to meet him.”

Alana was puzzled. What kind of surprise was it? Why was he being so mysterious?

Still, she felt a little excited and nodded before stepping out of the room and closing the door.

“Lead the way.”

The woman politely escorted Alana into the elevator...

Alana followed the woman to a room on the first floor.

Upon opening the door, she found several stylists inside, just as she had expected.

They politely addressed Alana as “Miss Martin,” then asked her to sit in front of a mirror and began styling her.

Alana had been a little nervous at first, after all, she didn’t know a single one of these stylists.