Heather angrily opened the door and got out of the car, walking towards them.Prisley and Mark were in a deep embrace, not noticing someone approaching.Suddenly, Mark was yanked away and got a hard punch to the face. He let out a painful groan.Prisley screamed, "No! Heather, stop!"But Heather was like a madwoman and didn't listen at all.Mark was not one to back down. After taking the punch, he stepped back, adjusted himself, and lunged at Heather.The two started fighting fiercely, exchanging punches and kicks.Prisley shouted, "Stop! It's not good if someone sees this!""YYou both have reputations. Don't act like this. Heather! Mark!"But the two madmen didn't listen and continued to fight intensely.Prisley couldn't decide whom to help. In her heart, she didn't want either of them to get hurt.Seeing that persuasion was useless, Prisley stepped forward to separate them.Heather swung a punch, but Mark dodged, and the punch landed heavily on Prisley's abdomen.Prisley let out a s
In David's office, on the comfortable chair, Filla was sitting on David’s lap, kissing him passionately."Filla, I've wanted to fuck you for a long time. How did I not know you were this wild?" David said playfully.Even when Filla and Heather were dating, David coveted Filla’s beauty. But Heather’s dominance kept him from acting on his desires.The more unattainable something was, the more David wanted it. He had no real feelings for Filla. He just wanted to obtain something that was challenging to get. And taking her from Heather made it all the more satisfying. That sense of achievement was far greater than closing any business deal.David harbored deep-seated jealousy and a desire for revenge against Heather. He had even tried to seduce Prisley, but she never gave him a chance. Now that Filla was offering herself, David had no reason to refuse.Filla's hand slid down from David’s chest, moving slowly to his lower body. She unzipped his pants and, with a provocative smile, asked, “
Filla, determined to please David, used every trick in her book. She employed her mouth, her hands, every method she knew. Finally, David let out a low moan and went soft, sweat dripping from his forehead."Bitch, you're amazing. Just like you said, I would enjoy you." David cleaned himself up and zipped his pants, looking satisfied. He didn't even give Filla a kiss or a touch, his eyes cold and indifferent."Will you fall in love with me?" Filla asked seductively, her voice soft and silky, her eyes filled with hope.David laughed with sarcasm and disdain. "How could I fall in love with you? How ridiculous! Filla, you and I can only be secret lovers. Don't think too far ahead."Despite having anticipated this, Filla still felt a bit uncomfortable. But she didn't want to anger David."You’re such a slut. Heather enjoyed you for so many years. He really knows how to enjoy life.""I hope you'll come back tomorrow. We'll try something different."David lit a cigar and started making calls
"Boss, I'm sorry, but Prisley's medical records have been taken and deleted."Heather's face darkened. He knew it had to be Mark. Only he had the motive and the ability to pull this off. The question of whose child it was weighed heavily on Heather's mind.He never had any longing for family. In his eyes, so-called family ties were just about blood and money. Otherwise, they were like strangers. They wouldn't exchange more than a few words, nor would they share any happiness. From a young age, Heather had always kept things to himself.But since Prisley came into his life, things had changed. She brought a new energy to his daily existence.Every day, she would tell him so many things, share her happiness, and notice when something was bothering him. She would gently coax him until he felt better.Looking back, it seemed so luxurious. This was the kind of affection money couldn't buy, and Prisley had given it to him for four years. But now that she'd decided to leave, it was something
Mark returned home, happily handing Prisley a gift box, his eyes full of joy. “What’s this?” Prisley asked, taking the box from him. “Open it and see.” Mark’s smile was gentle.Prisley felt a bit puzzled. “Is today some special occasion?” “With you here, every day is a celebration. Congratulations, today you’re mine.” Mark looked satisfied, opening his arms toward Prisley. Prisley smiled and walked into his embrace, letting him hold her. “And tomorrow? Will we celebrate too?” “Of course, as long as you don’t get tired of me.” They both laughed and looked into each other’s eyes.Mark unwrapped the gift box, revealing an expensive emerald necklace inside. The craftsmanship was intricate, and the gemstones were of the highest quality. He lovingly placed the necklace around Prisley’s neck, then pulled her into a tight embrace, unwilling to let go. With a mix of seriousness and humor, he said, “I often wonder, what would my life be like if I hadn’t crashed into you that day
Prisley was in Mark’s arms, feeling a bit uneasy despite the intimacy they’d just shared. She told him she was tired and stopped talking.The sex with Mark was enjoyable, but deep down, she felt unsettled.Prisley never truly loved Mark. But seeing how hard he tried to win her over, she didn’t want to hurt him.From the day she agreed to be his girlfriend, she kept telling herself that love could grow. Mark was on the same wavelength as her. They understood each other so well. They could laugh and cry together. They didn’t even need words to know what the other was thinking.A person so in tune with her had to be the ideal boyfriend, right?But she realized she was wrong. After the physical pleasure faded, Prisley saw that Mark hadn’t touched her heart. Looking into Mark’s sincere eyes, she couldn’t bring herself to tell him the truth.“This will have to do,” she told herself, “I can handle it. I’ll keep the lie for his sake.”That’s why Prisley could never say “I love you” to Mark. E
Heather froze, unsure how to respond. Prisley's words hit him like a hammer, striking the most vulnerable part of his heart.He knew her well enough. Once Prisley made up her mind, she wouldn't change it. If she was so determined not to reveal who the child's father was, he might never find out. It would remain a thorn lodged in his heart forever.He was about to defend himself when Steve and Mark walked over from a distance, with two other men in tow. One was old Mr. Grant, and the other was Mark's brother, Tim.Heather had to push his emotions aside and put on his usual expression.From afar, Steve called out, saving him from the conversation, "Hey, Heather! There you are, I've been looking for you. Come with me, I want you to meet someone..."Heather felt a sense of relief. He didn’t want any drama with Mark in a place like this, so he followed Steve.The three most powerful men in Voda were together. Prisley looked at the Grant family and smiled at old Mr. Grant, "President, are w
Mark stood quietly by the window, staring at the garden below, his gaze unfocused. He hadn't said a word since they returned.Prisley knew why he was silent. When she and Tim separated and she came back to find Mark, she overheard the last thing old Grant said to him.“A marriage without blessings will never be happy.”Prisley was smart enough to guess what they talked about. She knew how much those words would hurt Mark.Mark had been pampered his whole life, enjoying the indulgence and fulfillment of his every wish for over twenty years. But now, in the matter of marriage, he was coldly rejected. He couldn't accept it right away.It didn't really bother Prisley, though. She had talked to Mark about this many times. She wasn't upset because she never intended to marry him.But she truly cared about Mark. Seeing him so heartbroken made her feel bad. She was thinking about how to solve this problem in the best way possible.Mark's face was full of helplessness. He was never good at hid