Hung Up On My Girl

t, she could see that a man was approaching her and casting her a sharp g

eak all over. All she could do was watch in

id aura inched closer, and his cold

d in fear, want

and the touch of her lips felt good to hi

s into her ears. His deep, mellow voice sounded elegant

hosen one from hundreds of pure women to get pregnant with his child at the price of three million

e her weak. Being examined like a commodity humiliated her further

anic, and uneasiness fil

ced, simple, and innocent girl. A flash of satisfaction glinted in the man's deep eyes. However, th

f her life, she had never gott

o fade and she wanted to break away from him. The feeling of shame and pan

hadn't even held a boy's hand before. But now that she was faced with an intimidating man,

?" The man staring at her looked like he had heard a funny joke as he pursed his lips. His rough hand g

felt pity and

, and his harsh words reached the bottom of he

sing second, the cold aura he exuded became more inten

ng cloth resounded

rs slipped through the corners of her eye

, he felt a chi

he was leaning against his shoulder, and that

lt an imperceptible sen

t seemed that his frozen heart was touched by some unknown