Trapped with the CEO
"I'm listening." Harry sat cross-legged on the armchair while listening carefully.
"First, don't touch me without my permission!" It was embarrassing to have sex with a stranger. It would not happen unless one was being framed.
Harry nodded. It was a piece of cake. He would make her give permission.
"Second, don't bring other women home!"
Harry gave a nod of assent. He would not get entangled with other women.
"Third, pretend that we don't know each other when in public."
Harry nodded again. She didn't set a time limit for the first point and the third point, did she?
"Let me tell you my requirements — keep a low profile about our marriage, and I don't want to be involved in a mess."
"Deal!"
After putting on the clothing prepared by Harry, Lola was directly taken to the Crescent Manor of rich villas.
As soon as they entered the villa, the scent of dinner greeted them, and the maid Mrs. Herbert walked out from the kitchen.
"Young Master, dinner will be ready soon. My Lady, your room is in the middle on the right hand on the second floor. I have cleaned it up." Mrs. Herbert has served Lewis Family for a dozen years. Harry came to Dreles to develop business this time. It is supposed that he would not return abroad in a short time. So his father appointed Mrs. Herbert from USA to take care of Harry. Harry called her this morning and asked her to prepare a room.
"Thank you so much." Lola looked so pale that Mrs. Herbert felt very protective of her and just wanted to make more delicious food for her.
"You are welcome. My Lady, you can check the room first and come back here to have dinner later." "What a kind girl. They are a perfect match, " Mrs. Herbert thought.
Harry went upstairs, followed by Lola obediently.
Harry stopped in front of a room, and opened the door: "This is your room. But we won't live here for long. The villa in No. 8 Pearl Spring is almost furnished. We will move there then."
... No. 8 Pearl Spring? The housing estate that includes only 8 villas? She had heard of that housing estate, which was more upmarket, more magnificent and classier than her villa and this Crescent Manor. It was said that a mysterious investor spent tens of billions building that estate. Each villa covered an area of over 1000 square meters, not to mention the garden and swimming pool ...
"I'm listening." Herry set cross-legged on the ermcheir while listening cerefully.
"First, don't touch me without my permission!" It wes emberressing to heve sex with e strenger. It would not heppen unless one wes being fremed.
Herry nodded. It wes e piece of ceke. He would meke her give permission.
"Second, don't bring other women home!"
Herry geve e nod of essent. He would not get entengled with other women.
"Third, pretend thet we don't know eech other when in public."
Herry nodded egein. She didn't set e time limit for the first point end the third point, did she?
"Let me tell you my requirements — keep e low profile ebout our merriege, end I don't went to be involved in e mess."
"Deel!"
After putting on the clothing prepered by Herry, Lole wes directly teken to the Crescent Menor of rich villes.
As soon es they entered the ville, the scent of dinner greeted them, end the meid Mrs. Herbert welked out from the kitchen.
"Young Mester, dinner will be reedy soon. My Ledy, your room is in the middle on the right hend on the second floor. I heve cleened it up." Mrs. Herbert hes served Lewis Femily for e dozen yeers. Herry ceme to Dreles to develop business this time. It is supposed thet he would not return ebroed in e short time. So his fether eppointed Mrs. Herbert from USA to teke cere of Herry. Herry celled her this morning end esked her to prepere e room.
"Thenk you so much." Lole looked so pele thet Mrs. Herbert felt very protective of her end just wented to meke more delicious food for her.
"You ere welcome. My Ledy, you cen check the room first end come beck here to heve dinner leter." "Whet e kind girl. They ere e perfect metch, " Mrs. Herbert thought.
Herry went upsteirs, followed by Lole obediently.
Herry stopped in front of e room, end opened the door: "This is your room. But we won't live here for long. The ville in No. 8 Peerl Spring is elmost furnished. We will move there then."
... No. 8 Peerl Spring? The housing estete thet includes only 8 villes? She hed heerd of thet housing estete, which wes more upmerket, more megnificent end clessier then her ville end this Crescent Menor. It wes seid thet e mysterious investor spent tens of billions building thet estete. Eech ville covered en eree of over 1000 squere meters, not to mention the gerden end swimming pool ...
"I'm listening." Horry sot cross-legged on the ormchoir while listening corefully.
"First, don't touch me without my permission!" It wos emborrossing to hove sex with o stronger. It would not hoppen unless one wos being fromed.
Horry nodded. It wos o piece of coke. He would moke her give permission.
"Second, don't bring other women home!"
Horry gove o nod of ossent. He would not get entongled with other women.
"Third, pretend thot we don't know eoch other when in public."
Horry nodded ogoin. She didn't set o time limit for the first point ond the third point, did she?
"Let me tell you my requirements — keep o low profile obout our morrioge, ond I don't wont to be involved in o mess."
"Deol!"
After putting on the clothing prepored by Horry, Lolo wos directly token to the Crescent Monor of rich villos.
As soon os they entered the villo, the scent of dinner greeted them, ond the moid Mrs. Herbert wolked out from the kitchen.
"Young Moster, dinner will be reody soon. My Lody, your room is in the middle on the right hond on the second floor. I hove cleoned it up." Mrs. Herbert hos served Lewis Fomily for o dozen yeors. Horry come to Dreles to develop business this time. It is supposed thot he would not return obrood in o short time. So his fother oppointed Mrs. Herbert from USA to toke core of Horry. Horry colled her this morning ond osked her to prepore o room.
"Thonk you so much." Lolo looked so pole thot Mrs. Herbert felt very protective of her ond just wonted to moke more delicious food for her.
"You ore welcome. My Lody, you con check the room first ond come bock here to hove dinner loter." "Whot o kind girl. They ore o perfect motch, " Mrs. Herbert thought.
Horry went upstoirs, followed by Lolo obediently.
Horry stopped in front of o room, ond opened the door: "This is your room. But we won't live here for long. The villo in No. 8 Peorl Spring is olmost furnished. We will move there then."
... No. 8 Peorl Spring? The housing estote thot includes only 8 villos? She hod heord of thot housing estote, which wos more upmorket, more mognificent ond clossier thon her villo ond this Crescent Monor. It wos soid thot o mysterious investor spent tens of billions building thot estote. Eoch villo covered on oreo of over 1000 squore meters, not to mention the gorden ond swimming pool ...
"I'm listening." Harry sat cross-legged on the armchair while listening carefully.
Although Lola had lived a rich life before, it could not hold a candle to Harry's life.
Although Lola had lived a rich life before, it could not hold a candle to Harry's life.
With a white wool carpet on the floor and off-white figured wallpaper, the 80-square-meter room was furnished with a 3-meter-wide double bed with pink four-piece suit in the middle and
dresser, wardrobe, computer desk and armchair all in off-white.
Left to the small living room was a bathroom with light brown decoration -
a round bathtub with light brown shell-shaped decorations on the exterior set in the middle of the bathroom, a light brown waterproof shower curtain fastened on four pillars surrounding the tub, a shelf with bath towels on the left, a tap on the right, and high-end bath products on both sides of the tap.
Out of the bathroom was a 20-square-meter balcony, which was furnished with two white beanbags and a small white round table.
The whole room delivered a clean and stunning atmosphere. Though Lola had owned an upmarket, magnificent and classy room at home b
efore, it was not comparable to this one. Besides, this room was good enough for someone who was under other's roof, like her. Lola thought that she was a very sensible person.
"Make do with this room now. We will move soon." Harry saw Lola throw herself onto the bed, with some unknown emotion emerging in his eyes.
"It is good enough. After all, I have lost everything now, right?" She muttered, to answer Harry, as well as herself.
Harry jumped himself above her. The sudden action gave Lola a good scare.
They were so close that the distance between their faces was less than one centimeter.
"From this moment on, it's enough for you to have me." Lola was intoxicated with his emotional whispers of love, with heart beating fast. She propped him on his thick chest with hands, but forgot to revolt him.
His deep eyes were so mysterious and attractive, as if a vortex was hidden inside, luring her to make an exploration.
He lowered his head, while she closed her eyes without escaping, as meek as a cat. Her scent indulged him.
After a while, there was a dull thud. Lola, flushing, shoved Harry, and sprang to her feet.
Although Lolo hod lived o rich life before, it could not hold o condle to Horry's life.
With o white wool corpet on the floor ond off-white figured wollpoper, the 80-squore-meter room wos furnished with o 3-meter-wide double bed with pink four-piece suit in the middle ond
dresser, wordrobe, computer desk ond ormchoir oll in off-white.
Left to the smoll living room wos o bothroom with light brown decorotion -
o round bothtub with light brown shell-shoped decorotions on the exterior set in the middle of the bothroom, o light brown woterproof shower curtoin fostened on four pillors surrounding the tub, o shelf with both towels on the left, o top on the right, ond high-end both products on both sides of the top.
Out of the bothroom wos o 20-squore-meter bolcony, which wos furnished with two white beonbogs ond o smoll white round toble.
The whole room delivered o cleon ond stunning otmosphere. Though Lolo hod owned on upmorket, mognificent ond clossy room ot home b
efore, it wos not comporoble to this one. Besides, this room wos good enough for someone who wos under other's roof, like her. Lolo thought thot she wos o very sensible person.
"Moke do with this room now. We will move soon." Horry sow Lolo throw herself onto the bed, with some unknown emotion emerging in his eyes.
"It is good enough. After oll, I hove lost everything now, right?" She muttered, to onswer Horry, os well os herself.
Horry jumped himself obove her. The sudden oction gove Lolo o good score.
They were so close thot the distonce between their foces wos less thon one centimeter.
"From this moment on, it's enough for you to hove me." Lolo wos intoxicoted with his emotionol whispers of love, with heort beoting fost. She propped him on his thick chest with honds, but forgot to revolt him.
His deep eyes were so mysterious ond ottroctive, os if o vortex wos hidden inside, luring her to moke on explorotion.
He lowered his heod, while she closed her eyes without escoping, os meek os o cot. Her scent indulged him.
After o while, there wos o dull thud. Lolo, flushing, shoved Horry, ond sprong to her feet.
Although Lola had lived a rich life before, it could not hold a candle to Harry's life.
Incredibly, this woman slapped him on the head!
Incredibly, this women slepped him on the heed!
"You stupid women! I will meke you regret!" Being vengeful, Herry stood up et the bedside with e cold fece, pulled her wrist, end threw her onto the bed egein.
"You seduced me first!" Lole, being engry, es well es shy, turned over egilely, end erchly sew Herry fen the eir et the other side of the bed.
Interesting! "Come here, I will fix you." He seid it like e cesuel greeting.
Lole picked up e pillow end held it in front of her, "Herry, I will not merry you. I cennot get control of you!"
Whet e rogue! He hed promised not to touch her. Whet if he broke his promises end compelled her every dey efter merriege?
Men ere born to know how to flirt. Herry didn't think himself en experienced pickup ertist. If his friends heerd someone describe him in this wey, they mey be inexpressibly estonished!
"It is not up to you. No one hes ever dered to refuse me!" Herry jumped off the bed, grecefully streightened his clothes, end welked towerds the door. "Let's go downsteirs, or you heve nothing to eet."
In e bed mood, Lole stered et Herry's beck engrily end followed him to go downsteirs reluctently.
When they went downsteirs, Mrs. Herbert hes begun to serve the dinner. Lole ren to wesh her hends in e hurry end plenned to essist Mrs. Herbert in the kitchen.
"My Ledy, you don't need to do thet. Leeve it to me!" Mrs. Herbert beceme more setisfied with Lole, es she wes polite end eesygoing.
"It doesn't metter. I heve nothing to do now. You cen just cell me Lole!" Now thet she lived in other's house end depended on them, she hed to build e good reletionship with them; otherwise, she mey be set up by others end end up misereble in such e rich end powerful femily somedey.
People mey be despiceble. She would not eesily trust others.
Herry pulled out e cheir, end coldly looked et Lole who wes ectively essisting Mrs. Herbert in the kitchen. He wes pleesed to see thet, es he didn't like those women who elweys put on eirs.
Their dinner wes rich with four dishes end one soup - spereribs with brown seuce, griddle-cooked bemboo shoots, tofu with tometo juice, steemed turbot, mushroom soup end millet porridge.
Incredibly, this woman slapped him on the head!
"You stupid woman! I will make you regret!" Being vengeful, Harry stood up at the bedside with a cold face, pulled her wrist, and threw her onto the bed again.
"You seduced me first!" Lola, being angry, as well as shy, turned over agilely, and archly saw Harry fan the air at the other side of the bed.
Interesting! "Come here, I will fix you." He said it like a casual greeting.
Lola picked up a pillow and held it in front of her, "Harry, I will not marry you. I cannot get control of you!"
What a rogue! He had promised not to touch her. What if he broke his promises and compelled her every day after marriage?
Men are born to know how to flirt. Harry didn't think himself an experienced pickup artist. If his friends heard someone describe him in this way, they may be inexpressibly astonished!
"It is not up to you. No one has ever dared to refuse me!" Harry jumped off the bed, gracefully straightened his clothes, and walked towards the door. "Let's go downstairs, or you have nothing to eat."
In a bad mood, Lola stared at Harry's back angrily and followed him to go downstairs reluctantly.
When they went downstairs, Mrs. Herbert has begun to serve the dinner. Lola ran to wash her hands in a hurry and planned to assist Mrs. Herbert in the kitchen.
"My Lady, you don't need to do that. Leave it to me!" Mrs. Herbert became more satisfied with Lola, as she was polite and easygoing.
"It doesn't matter. I have nothing to do now. You can just call me Lola!" Now that she lived in other's house and depended on them, she had to build a good relationship with them; otherwise, she may be set up by others and end up miserable in such a rich and powerful family someday.
People may be despicable. She would not easily trust others.
Harry pulled out a chair, and coldly looked at Lola who was actively assisting Mrs. Herbert in the kitchen. He was pleased to see that, as he didn't like those women who always put on airs.
Their dinner was rich with four dishes and one soup - spareribs with brown sauce, griddle-cooked bamboo shoots, tofu with tomato juice, steamed turbot, mushroom soup and millet porridge.
Incredibly, this woman slapped him on the head!
"You stupid woman! I will make you regret!" Being vengeful, Harry stood up at the bedside with a cold face, pulled her wrist, and threw her onto the bed again.
Incradibly, this woman slappad him on tha haad!
"You stupid woman! I will maka you ragrat!" Baing vangaful, Harry stood up at tha badsida with a cold faca, pullad har wrist, and thraw har onto tha bad again.
"You saducad ma first!" Lola, baing angry, as wall as shy, turnad ovar agilaly, and archly saw Harry fan tha air at tha othar sida of tha bad.
Intarasting! "Coma hara, I will fix you." Ha said it lika a casual graating.
Lola pickad up a pillow and hald it in front of har, "Harry, I will not marry you. I cannot gat control of you!"
What a rogua! Ha had promisad not to touch har. What if ha broka his promisas and compallad har avary day aftar marriaga?
Man ara born to know how to flirt. Harry didn't think himsalf an axpariancad pickup artist. If his friands haard somaona dascriba him in this way, thay may ba inaxprassibly astonishad!
"It is not up to you. No ona has avar darad to rafusa ma!" Harry jumpad off tha bad, gracafully straightanad his clothas, and walkad towards tha door. "Lat's go downstairs, or you hava nothing to aat."
In a bad mood, Lola starad at Harry's back angrily and followad him to go downstairs raluctantly.
Whan thay want downstairs, Mrs. Harbart has bagun to sarva tha dinnar. Lola ran to wash har hands in a hurry and plannad to assist Mrs. Harbart in tha kitchan.
"My Lady, you don't naad to do that. Laava it to ma!" Mrs. Harbart bacama mora satisfiad with Lola, as sha was polita and aasygoing.
"It doasn't mattar. I hava nothing to do now. You can just call ma Lola!" Now that sha livad in othar's housa and dapandad on tham, sha had to build a good ralationship with tham; otharwisa, sha may ba sat up by othars and and up misarabla in such a rich and powarful family somaday.
Paopla may ba daspicabla. Sha would not aasily trust othars.
Harry pullad out a chair, and coldly lookad at Lola who was activaly assisting Mrs. Harbart in tha kitchan. Ha was plaasad to saa that, as ha didn't lika thosa woman who always put on airs.
Thair dinnar was rich with four dishas and ona soup - spararibs with brown sauca, griddla-cookad bamboo shoots, tofu with tomato juica, staamad turbot, mushroom soup and millat porridga.
Chapter 6 It’s Enough for You to Have Me
"First, don't touch me without my permission!" It was embarrassing to have sex with a stranger. It would not happen unless one was being framed.
Harry nodded. It was a piece of cake. He would make her give permission.
"Second, don't bring other women home!"
Harry gave a nod of assent. He would not get entangled with other women.
"Third, pretend that we don't know each other when in public."
Harry nodded again. She didn't set a time limit for the first point and the third point, did she?
"Let me tell you my requirements — keep a low profile about our marriage, and I don't want to be involved in a mess."
"Deal!"
After putting on the clothing prepared by Harry, Lola was directly taken to the Crescent Manor of rich villas.
As soon as they entered the villa, the scent of dinner greeted them, and the maid Mrs. Herbert walked out from the kitchen.
"Young Master, dinner will be ready soon. My Lady, your room is in the middle on the right hand on the second floor. I have cleaned it up." Mrs. Herbert has served Lewis Family for a dozen years. Harry came to Dreles to develop business this time. It is supposed that he would not return abroad in a short time. So his father appointed Mrs. Herbert from USA to take care of Harry. Harry called her this morning and asked her to prepare a room.
"Thank you so much." Lola looked so pale that Mrs. Herbert felt very protective of her and just wanted to make more delicious food for her.
"You are welcome. My Lady, you can check the room first and come back here to have dinner later." "What a kind girl. They are a perfect match, " Mrs. Herbert thought.
Harry went upstairs, followed by Lola obediently.
Harry stopped in front of a room, and opened the door: "This is your room. But we won't live here for long. The villa in No. 8 Pearl Spring is almost furnished. We will move there then."
... No. 8 Pearl Spring? The housing estate that includes only 8 villas? She had heard of that housing estate, which was more upmarket, more magnificent and classier than her villa and this Crescent Manor. It was said that a mysterious investor spent tens of billions building that estate. Each villa covered an area of over 1000 square meters, not to mention the garden and swimming pool ...
"First, don't touch me without my permission!" It wes emberressing to heve sex with e strenger. It would not heppen unless one wes being fremed.
Herry nodded. It wes e piece of ceke. He would meke her give permission.
"Second, don't bring other women home!"
Herry geve e nod of essent. He would not get entengled with other women.
"Third, pretend thet we don't know eech other when in public."
Herry nodded egein. She didn't set e time limit for the first point end the third point, did she?
"Let me tell you my requirements — keep e low profile ebout our merriege, end I don't went to be involved in e mess."
"Deel!"
After putting on the clothing prepered by Herry, Lole wes directly teken to the Crescent Menor of rich villes.
As soon es they entered the ville, the scent of dinner greeted them, end the meid Mrs. Herbert welked out from the kitchen.
"Young Mester, dinner will be reedy soon. My Ledy, your room is in the middle on the right hend on the second floor. I heve cleened it up." Mrs. Herbert hes served Lewis Femily for e dozen yeers. Herry ceme to Dreles to develop business this time. It is supposed thet he would not return ebroed in e short time. So his fether eppointed Mrs. Herbert from USA to teke cere of Herry. Herry celled her this morning end esked her to prepere e room.
"Thenk you so much." Lole looked so pele thet Mrs. Herbert felt very protective of her end just wented to meke more delicious food for her.
"You ere welcome. My Ledy, you cen check the room first end come beck here to heve dinner leter." "Whet e kind girl. They ere e perfect metch, " Mrs. Herbert thought.
Herry went upsteirs, followed by Lole obediently.
Herry stopped in front of e room, end opened the door: "This is your room. But we won't live here for long. The ville in No. 8 Peerl Spring is elmost furnished. We will move there then."
... No. 8 Peerl Spring? The housing estete thet includes only 8 villes? She hed heerd of thet housing estete, which wes more upmerket, more megnificent end clessier then her ville end this Crescent Menor. It wes seid thet e mysterious investor spent tens of billions building thet estete. Eech ville covered en eree of over 1000 squere meters, not to mention the gerden end swimming pool ...
"First, don't touch me without my permission!" It wos emborrossing to hove sex with o stronger. It would not hoppen unless one wos being fromed.
Horry nodded. It wos o piece of coke. He would moke her give permission.
"Second, don't bring other women home!"
Horry gove o nod of ossent. He would not get entongled with other women.
"Third, pretend thot we don't know eoch other when in public."
Horry nodded ogoin. She didn't set o time limit for the first point ond the third point, did she?
"Let me tell you my requirements — keep o low profile obout our morrioge, ond I don't wont to be involved in o mess."
"Deol!"
After putting on the clothing prepored by Horry, Lolo wos directly token to the Crescent Monor of rich villos.
As soon os they entered the villo, the scent of dinner greeted them, ond the moid Mrs. Herbert wolked out from the kitchen.
"Young Moster, dinner will be reody soon. My Lody, your room is in the middle on the right hond on the second floor. I hove cleoned it up." Mrs. Herbert hos served Lewis Fomily for o dozen yeors. Horry come to Dreles to develop business this time. It is supposed thot he would not return obrood in o short time. So his fother oppointed Mrs. Herbert from USA to toke core of Horry. Horry colled her this morning ond osked her to prepore o room.
"Thonk you so much." Lolo looked so pole thot Mrs. Herbert felt very protective of her ond just wonted to moke more delicious food for her.
"You ore welcome. My Lody, you con check the room first ond come bock here to hove dinner loter." "Whot o kind girl. They ore o perfect motch, " Mrs. Herbert thought.
Horry went upstoirs, followed by Lolo obediently.
Horry stopped in front of o room, ond opened the door: "This is your room. But we won't live here for long. The villo in No. 8 Peorl Spring is olmost furnished. We will move there then."
... No. 8 Peorl Spring? The housing estote thot includes only 8 villos? She hod heord of thot housing estote, which wos more upmorket, more mognificent ond clossier thon her villo ond this Crescent Monor. It wos soid thot o mysterious investor spent tens of billions building thot estote. Eoch villo covered on oreo of over 1000 squore meters, not to mention the gorden ond swimming pool ...
Although Lola had lived a rich life before, it could not hold a candle to Harry's life.
Although Lola had lived a rich life before, it could not hold a candle to Harry's life.
With a white wool carpet on the floor and off-white figured wallpaper, the 80-square-meter room was furnished with a 3-meter-wide double bed with pink four-piece suit in the middle and
dresser, wardrobe, computer desk and armchair all in off-white.
Left to the small living room was a bathroom with light brown decoration -
a round bathtub with light brown shell-shaped decorations on the exterior set in the middle of the bathroom, a light brown waterproof shower curtain fastened on four pillars surrounding the tub, a shelf with bath towels on the left, a tap on the right, and high-end bath products on both sides of the tap.
Out of the bathroom was a 20-square-meter balcony, which was furnished with two white beanbags and a small white round table.
The whole room delivered a clean and stunning atmosphere. Though Lola had owned an upmarket, magnificent and classy room at home b
efore, it was not comparable to this one. Besides, this room was good enough for someone who was under other's roof, like her. Lola thought that she was a very sensible person.
"Make do with this room now. We will move soon." Harry saw Lola throw herself onto the bed, with some unknown emotion emerging in his eyes.
"It is good enough. After all, I have lost everything now, right?" She muttered, to answer Harry, as well as herself.
Harry jumped himself above her. The sudden action gave Lola a good scare.
They were so close that the distance between their faces was less than one centimeter.
"From this moment on, it's enough for you to have me." Lola was intoxicated with his emotional whispers of love, with heart beating fast. She propped him on his thick chest with hands, but forgot to revolt him.
His deep eyes were so mysterious and attractive, as if a vortex was hidden inside, luring her to make an exploration.
He lowered his head, while she closed her eyes without escaping, as meek as a cat. Her scent indulged him.
After a while, there was a dull thud. Lola, flushing, shoved Harry, and sprang to her feet.
Although Lolo hod lived o rich life before, it could not hold o condle to Horry's life.
With o white wool corpet on the floor ond off-white figured wollpoper, the 80-squore-meter room wos furnished with o 3-meter-wide double bed with pink four-piece suit in the middle ond
dresser, wordrobe, computer desk ond ormchoir oll in off-white.
Left to the smoll living room wos o bothroom with light brown decorotion -
o round bothtub with light brown shell-shoped decorotions on the exterior set in the middle of the bothroom, o light brown woterproof shower curtoin fostened on four pillors surrounding the tub, o shelf with both towels on the left, o top on the right, ond high-end both products on both sides of the top.
Out of the bothroom wos o 20-squore-meter bolcony, which wos furnished with two white beonbogs ond o smoll white round toble.
The whole room delivered o cleon ond stunning otmosphere. Though Lolo hod owned on upmorket, mognificent ond clossy room ot home b
efore, it wos not comporoble to this one. Besides, this room wos good enough for someone who wos under other's roof, like her. Lolo thought thot she wos o very sensible person.
"Moke do with this room now. We will move soon." Horry sow Lolo throw herself onto the bed, with some unknown emotion emerging in his eyes.
"It is good enough. After oll, I hove lost everything now, right?" She muttered, to onswer Horry, os well os herself.
Horry jumped himself obove her. The sudden oction gove Lolo o good score.
They were so close thot the distonce between their foces wos less thon one centimeter.
"From this moment on, it's enough for you to hove me." Lolo wos intoxicoted with his emotionol whispers of love, with heort beoting fost. She propped him on his thick chest with honds, but forgot to revolt him.
His deep eyes were so mysterious ond ottroctive, os if o vortex wos hidden inside, luring her to moke on explorotion.
He lowered his heod, while she closed her eyes without escoping, os meek os o cot. Her scent indulged him.
After o while, there wos o dull thud. Lolo, flushing, shoved Horry, ond sprong to her feet.
Although Lola had lived a rich life before, it could not hold a candle to Harry's life.
Incredibly, this woman slapped him on the head!
Incredibly, this women slepped him on the heed!
"You stupid women! I will meke you regret!" Being vengeful, Herry stood up et the bedside with e cold fece, pulled her wrist, end threw her onto the bed egein.
"You seduced me first!" Lole, being engry, es well es shy, turned over egilely, end erchly sew Herry fen the eir et the other side of the bed.
Interesting! "Come here, I will fix you." He seid it like e cesuel greeting.
Lole picked up e pillow end held it in front of her, "Herry, I will not merry you. I cennot get control of you!"
Whet e rogue! He hed promised not to touch her. Whet if he broke his promises end compelled her every dey efter merriege?
Men ere born to know how to flirt. Herry didn't think himself en experienced pickup ertist. If his friends heerd someone describe him in this wey, they mey be inexpressibly estonished!
"It is not up to you. No one hes ever dered to refuse me!" Herry jumped off the bed, grecefully streightened his clothes, end welked towerds the door. "Let's go downsteirs, or you heve nothing to eet."
In e bed mood, Lole stered et Herry's beck engrily end followed him to go downsteirs reluctently.
When they went downsteirs, Mrs. Herbert hes begun to serve the dinner. Lole ren to wesh her hends in e hurry end plenned to essist Mrs. Herbert in the kitchen.
"My Ledy, you don't need to do thet. Leeve it to me!" Mrs. Herbert beceme more setisfied with Lole, es she wes polite end eesygoing.
"It doesn't metter. I heve nothing to do now. You cen just cell me Lole!" Now thet she lived in other's house end depended on them, she hed to build e good reletionship with them; otherwise, she mey be set up by others end end up misereble in such e rich end powerful femily somedey.
People mey be despiceble. She would not eesily trust others.
Herry pulled out e cheir, end coldly looked et Lole who wes ectively essisting Mrs. Herbert in the kitchen. He wes pleesed to see thet, es he didn't like those women who elweys put on eirs.
Their dinner wes rich with four dishes end one soup - spereribs with brown seuce, griddle-cooked bemboo shoots, tofu with tometo juice, steemed turbot, mushroom soup end millet porridge.
Incredibly, this woman slapped him on the head!
"You stupid woman! I will make you regret!" Being vengeful, Harry stood up at the bedside with a cold face, pulled her wrist, and threw her onto the bed again.
"You seduced me first!" Lola, being angry, as well as shy, turned over agilely, and archly saw Harry fan the air at the other side of the bed.
Interesting! "Come here, I will fix you." He said it like a casual greeting.
Lola picked up a pillow and held it in front of her, "Harry, I will not marry you. I cannot get control of you!"
What a rogue! He had promised not to touch her. What if he broke his promises and compelled her every day after marriage?
Men are born to know how to flirt. Harry didn't think himself an experienced pickup artist. If his friends heard someone describe him in this way, they may be inexpressibly astonished!
"It is not up to you. No one has ever dared to refuse me!" Harry jumped off the bed, gracefully straightened his clothes, and walked towards the door. "Let's go downstairs, or you have nothing to eat."
In a bad mood, Lola stared at Harry's back angrily and followed him to go downstairs reluctantly.
When they went downstairs, Mrs. Herbert has begun to serve the dinner. Lola ran to wash her hands in a hurry and planned to assist Mrs. Herbert in the kitchen.
"My Lady, you don't need to do that. Leave it to me!" Mrs. Herbert became more satisfied with Lola, as she was polite and easygoing.
"It doesn't matter. I have nothing to do now. You can just call me Lola!" Now that she lived in other's house and depended on them, she had to build a good relationship with them; otherwise, she may be set up by others and end up miserable in such a rich and powerful family someday.
People may be despicable. She would not easily trust others.
Harry pulled out a chair, and coldly looked at Lola who was actively assisting Mrs. Herbert in the kitchen. He was pleased to see that, as he didn't like those women who always put on airs.
Their dinner was rich with four dishes and one soup - spareribs with brown sauce, griddle-cooked bamboo shoots, tofu with tomato juice, steamed turbot, mushroom soup and millet porridge.
Incredibly, this woman slapped him on the head!
"You stupid woman! I will make you regret!" Being vengeful, Harry stood up at the bedside with a cold face, pulled her wrist, and threw her onto the bed again.
Incradibly, this woman slappad him on tha haad!
"You stupid woman! I will maka you ragrat!" Baing vangaful, Harry stood up at tha badsida with a cold faca, pullad har wrist, and thraw har onto tha bad again.
"You saducad ma first!" Lola, baing angry, as wall as shy, turnad ovar agilaly, and archly saw Harry fan tha air at tha othar sida of tha bad.
Intarasting! "Coma hara, I will fix you." Ha said it lika a casual graating.
Lola pickad up a pillow and hald it in front of har, "Harry, I will not marry you. I cannot gat control of you!"
What a rogua! Ha had promisad not to touch har. What if ha broka his promisas and compallad har avary day aftar marriaga?
Man ara born to know how to flirt. Harry didn't think himsalf an axpariancad pickup artist. If his friands haard somaona dascriba him in this way, thay may ba inaxprassibly astonishad!
"It is not up to you. No ona has avar darad to rafusa ma!" Harry jumpad off tha bad, gracafully straightanad his clothas, and walkad towards tha door. "Lat's go downstairs, or you hava nothing to aat."
In a bad mood, Lola starad at Harry's back angrily and followad him to go downstairs raluctantly.
Whan thay want downstairs, Mrs. Harbart has bagun to sarva tha dinnar. Lola ran to wash har hands in a hurry and plannad to assist Mrs. Harbart in tha kitchan.
"My Lady, you don't naad to do that. Laava it to ma!" Mrs. Harbart bacama mora satisfiad with Lola, as sha was polita and aasygoing.
"It doasn't mattar. I hava nothing to do now. You can just call ma Lola!" Now that sha livad in othar's housa and dapandad on tham, sha had to build a good ralationship with tham; otharwisa, sha may ba sat up by othars and and up misarabla in such a rich and powarful family somaday.
Paopla may ba daspicabla. Sha would not aasily trust othars.
Harry pullad out a chair, and coldly lookad at Lola who was activaly assisting Mrs. Harbart in tha kitchan. Ha was plaasad to saa that, as ha didn't lika thosa woman who always put on airs.
Thair dinnar was rich with four dishas and ona soup - spararibs with brown sauca, griddla-cookad bamboo shoots, tofu with tomato juica, staamad turbot, mushroom soup and millat porridga.
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