The Spoiled Girl
e intended to move forward to the next step, he was abr
a." This was Jack's villa; where he
let go. "Turn the car around; go back to Tyron
a peek, he was smart enough to understand what
girlfriend. How could Mr
. He suddenly wished he were deaf, so he wou
and soon arrived
the way into the villa. He held her gently; helped her
d to fall asleep at the very sight of a bed. Jacob, however, needed to sa
one-nigh
and deep sleep. Her entire body ached as if
ly lay on the big bed and stared blankly at the exquisitely designed engravings on the ceiling. Fragments of last night's
om
nstant. 'I, I seemed to have slept with a man last n
thought, in
led uncle are not related by blood, she always regarded and respec
f she had not gotten herself completely drunk, she would ha
ught this u
ck on the door; it almost
do? How will I
, the voice of a maidservant broke in fro
s a great relief to Emily. At least, i
her body slipped, revealing the traces of last
door and saw the traces all over Emily's body. With a look of vague emotions that Em
the maidservant, she caught a glimpse of her clothes on th
t and then finally asked,
she was the first woman Jacob had ever brought over to his own house. In he
ing to her. After the maid left the room, Emily got dressed in a hurry,
yrone Mansion, just af
inted to find
al temperature on it. There were drops of blood on the white sheet, clearl
sheet and there were something
d her away last night. Instead of d
f on had broken down over her. And her shyness woke up the beast inside him that had sl
ast inside him out, she had
.
d the company and asked for a leave. She went back to her apartment, and
d at the company gate, she reckoned it
e car, with her fabulous stiletto
lled Rose close to give her a hot, passionate kiss in front of eve
.." Rose said with coquetry and gently
iny waist and said with a flirtati
tching them from not too far away, and walked strai
rtunately, Emily did not give him the attention he wanted and casually
t, I'm le
asually; he got in his
what he had done. Considering his social status, playing around wit
st and nothing would change fact. This
own good. If she could not tolerate such instan
Comp
cus on her work, but one way or the other, there was alwa
k dump Emily? Look at h
Mr. Jack look
such a phony woman like her? Rose and
Rose's ego and greatly satisfied her vanity. She pretended to be displeased a
her in disdain, "If you are do
se bit her underlip; she was unwill
o provocation and said, "Oh, my! Check this woman's attitude! Rose, y