His Genius Wife is a Superstar

"Damn it all to hell!"

Lu Zihao's frustration was almost at a bursting point. Without wasting any more precious seconds, he immediately blocked Grandpa Lu on all his contact lists. Although this was only a temporary solution, he decided to avoid the old man for now because he wasn't ready yet to face a barrage of ferocious scolding. He wasn't exactly sure when Grandpa Lu learned about his breakup with Long Jinjing or from which bastard he heard it from, but Lu Zihao felt relieved that the old man hadn't called to scream at him yet.

Ever since the old man discovered that Iris was pregnant at her wedding with Jin Liwei, Grandpa Lu's attention was almost wholly focused on his future great-grandchild(ren). As a result, the old man rarely bothered Lu Zihao which suited him just fine. In fact, he preferred that the old man left him alone. Lu Zihao just couldn't make himself push Grandpa Lu away, even though his instinct as Nikolai Vetrov was urging him to not get too attached to the old man.

"That little scoundrel is right. You are a coward, Nikolai."

A self-deprecating laugh escaped from his curled lips. Sighing at his shameful state, he drove to one of his night clubs even though the sun hadn't set yet. The glaring brightness outside was a direct contrast to his current dark mood.

The club hadn't opened yet when he arrived, but the manager welcomed him with an overly subservient enthusiasm. He was led to the best private room overlooking an empty dance floor. A few workers could be seen making preparations for when the club opened its doors later tonight.

A variety of alcoholic drinks and some snacks were delivered to him. He ignored the food and grabbed a bottle of beer instead, opening it by himself before chugging directly from the bottle.

The club manager smiled at him. "Uhm, excuse me, Boss Hao?"

"What?"

Sweat beaded on the manager's forehead but the man continued smiling, pretending to be unaffected by Lu Zihao's scary aura. "Would you like me to, uh, bring some ladies here to accompany you?"

Lu Zihao took another swig of beer instead of replying. His expression showed none of his thoughts but he was actually considering the manager's suggestion. He was tempted to agree because he hadn't had sex since his breakup with Long Jinjing. His carnal needs were currently screaming at him to relieve himself as soon as possible.

Just as he was about to agree, however, Long Jinjing's sweet smiling face flashed in his mind all of a sudden. He almost choked on his beer. His expression darkened at his traitorous thoughts.

"No need," he eventually said in a hoarse voice.

"A-alright, Boss. I'll be leaving now to supervise the workers downstairs. Please don't hesitate to call for me if you need anything else."

Lu Zihao grunted. The manager hurried out of the room, making sure to lock the door behind him. It would be a great disaster if one of his employees disturbed the scary big boss by accident. [Read official chapters on W e b n o v e l. Please stop supporting piracy. Also follow author on Instagram: @arriacross]

Alone in the private room, Lu Zihao stared at nothing as he drank another bottle of alcohol—rum this time. There was no change in his expression as he spent the time drinking in total silence. The more he drank, however, the more dazed his eyes became.

Soon, a tent formed on his groin beneath his jeans. His breathing also sped up. He tossed the empty bottle that he was holding to the next couch. Then he leaned back on his seat before closing his eyes.

"Jinjing…."

He touched the hardness underneath his jeans and started groping himself. Their last night together played in his mind.

They were in Long Jinjing's bedroom. He was lying on his back and eating her between her legs while she was on top of him, sucking his hard length with that incredible mouth of hers.

During the last three days leading to their breakup, Long Jinjing truly let herself go and became completely uninhibited whenever they were having sex. Her shyness was still there, but she had allowed herself to go wild and demand more pleasure from him instead of just taking what he gave her.

In the club's private room, Lu Zihao unbuckled his belt and unzipped his jeans. In just a few seconds, he freed his raging erection and immediately used his hand to stroke himself up and down while the other hand massaged the bulging sac hanging below.

He pleasured himself as the memory of the hot scene continued playing in his mind.

Long Jinjing's sexy moans filled the bedroom. He slapped her butt hard, making her squeak, when he felt her mouth neglecting his hard length.

"Don't stop sucking."

"Y-yes," she stammered in between pleasure-filled gasps.

After making her climax in this position, he pulled her down to the bed and climbed on top of her. She opened her legs wide without needing any prompting from him. She even pulled him by the waist and grabbed his erection in impatience.

He chuckled. "You want me to fuck you that much, huh?"

"Yes, Nikolai."

"Tell me what you want from me," he whispered before sucking on her neck and chest, leaving little bright red spots.

She held on to his wide shoulders. "Fuck me, Nikolai. I need you to fuck me. Please fuck me like you've never fucked any other woman before."

"Even if you don't tell me, that's what I already planned on doing."

And indeed, that was what he did.

The noises in the club's private room became a little noisier as Lu Zihao pumped his erection with his powerful hand. Both his eyes were squeezed shut, his teeth gritted hard, and his chest heaving as he produced animalistic groans and grunts.

The hot memory he was fantasizing about felt so real that he could feel everything as if it was actually happening right now. He could hear Long Jinjing's sexy voice, smell her sweet, musky scent, and feel the trembling of her body as he rammed his hips into her wet heat over and over again.

"Fuck, Jinjing!"

His moving hand twitched and tightened around his hard length. He quickly grabbed a tissue with his other hand and with a final pump, all his pleasure erupted in a muffled roar.