Her sister died, her mother was seriously ill and bedridden, as the illegitimate daughter of the Michelle family, Rita was rumored that everyone avoid her. After getting rich overnight, Rita opened the revenge mode, the woman was not cruel, the status was unstable, she works hard to run the company to make money, slapping the face who bullied her before, and avenging the hatred for her sister. In the face of the sudden emergence of the child's father, Rita said, "Stay at home to take care of the baby, I will earn money to support you, and 500,000 will be spent on you every month." "Michel Anderson, who is worth hundreds of billions of dollars ... Okay, boss! The others were stunned. Mr. Anderson, is it not good to be a gigolo? Michel Anderson smiled Who doesn't like such a life of being kept as a gigolo? You are just jealous.
"Congratulations, Miss Michelle. He is a cute son."
At the same time, she was lying on the operating table, weak and limp. After hearing the doctor's words, she passed out completely.
The next night.
A thin ray of light came in and sprinkled on the corner of the quilt. Although her face was pale, it did not hide her bright and radiant appearance.
She had a caesarean section, and there was a knife on her lower abdomen. Whenever she moved, she felt pain all over her body, and she had been sleeping restlessly after giving birth to the baby.
At this moment, a group of people suddenly appeared outside the hospital corridor.
He stopped at the door and respectfully said to the tall man next to him, "Sir, this is it."
With his dark eyes, he glanced at the transparent window of the ward. It was so dark that he couldn't see anything. He pushed the door open and went straight in, turning on the small wall lamp on the wall.
With a stretch of his long arm, he pulled out a chair and sat down on the edge of the bed. Then he casually put his coat on the chair behind him.
He looked indifferently at the woman who just gave birth to his child.
The sudden bright light pierced his eyes. He was uncomfortable and in a daze. Sensing someone coming in, he turned over vigilantly.
A strange man sat on the edge of the bed. With the help of the lamp on the wall, Rita saw him clearly.
His features were hard and delicate, with straight nose and deep eyes, and he looked very aggressive.
He had a cold temperament, which could not be ignored. At this moment, there was no expression on his face. He was wearing black clothes and black pants, and his sleeves were slightly rolled up, revealing wheat skin. His arms were strong and full of strength.
He just sat on the chair casually, but his calm and domineering manner made him feel oppressed.
Having not spoken for a long time,Rita asked in a dry voice, "who are you?"
"Nine months ago, I was in room 817." Machel was hard to tell whether it was because of his deep and lazy eyes or because of his shrewdness. He stared at Rita without blinking. After two seconds, he said in a neither hurry nor slow voice, "he is also the father of your child."
Rita's eyes narrowed. Her scrutinizing of the man was immediately replaced by hatred. She was so angry that her wound almost cracked again.
She grabbed the pillow at her hand and threw it at him. Gritting his teeth, Rita spat, "get out!"
Did Sara arrange it again?
Seeing that she is giving birth today, he can't wait to find that criminal to humiliate her?
Seeing this man, it seems that the nightmare days nine months ago are fresh in her mind. She was drugged by Sara Michelle. Her sister died in prison.
And she found out that she was pregnant a month later. Her life was like days in the hell, all because of that night.
After knowing this child, she didn't intend to stay. She secretly took the medicine but failed to abduct it.
But she took medicine and hurt her body. The doctor told her that if she insisted on getting rid of it, she might not be pregnant in the future.
Maybe it's due to motherhood. When giving birth at risk, she would rather sacrifice herself to let her child live.
But now, seeing the man, her long-standing hatred has completely erupted. If she can bear the child, this man who deserves to die can't.
Michel Andersonducked slightly and carefully examined the weak Rita.
His skin was very white, because she had just given birth, her body was weak and showed a sickly pallor. The fingers holding the quilt were thin and beautiful. It was also these hands that left scratches on his back.
The whole person looked more petite in the tall and broad figure of Michel Anderson, and her shoulders trembled in the narrow single bed.
She cried, looking weak and desperate, and strong hatred.
That night, both of them were drugged. Michel Anderson's eyebrows were twisted. His throat rolled and his voice was hoarse. "Sorry."
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For as long as Emily can remember, she has wanted to overcome her shyness and explore her sexuality. Still, everything changes when she receives an invitation to visit one of the town's most prestigious BDSM clubs, DESIRE'S DEN. On the day she chose to peruse the club, she noticed three men, all dressed in suits, standing on the upper level, near the railing. Despite her limited vision, she persisted in fixating on them. Their towering statues belied the toned bodies concealed by their sharply tailored suits-or so she could tell. The hair of two of them was short and dark, and the third had light brown-possibly blond-hair that reached the shoulders. The dark, crimson background incised their figures, exuding an air of mystery and strength. They stood in stark contrast to the unfiltered, primal energy that pulsed through the club. Shocked by the desires these men aroused in her, she was disappointed to learn that they were masters seeking a slave to divide and conquer. She couldn't afford the fee, and she also realized that they were outside her league. Emily hurriedly left the club, feeling disappointed and depressed, unaware that she had also caught the group's attention. A world of wicked pleasure, three handsome men. Over the years, they have lived a life of decadence, their lavish lair serving as a stage for their most sinister desires. But despite the unending parade of willing subjects, one woman sticks out. A mysterious stranger with white porcelain skin and a killer body, a slave, a name with no address, the first lady to attract their eye and they will go to any length to obtain her no matter the consequences.
“Do I want a taste?” his voice deeper than he had ever spoken. His eyes pinned on me like I was the only thing that fascinated him. “What do I do?” I thought to myself as he moved closer to me, I wanted to run away, to resist him but I was pinned to the wall by him. “Gosh I hate this man so much” his scent, his body, his beautiful green eyes, he was driving me crazy. I know this is wrong, he has a fiancee and all but that makes me want him even more. “Get on the bed and spread your legs” his cold voice woke me up and then I remembered I was just a maid to him. “Yes master”.