"You brute!" Calla raised her hand and slapped Mercer across the face. As the sound of the slap echoed in the air, Mercer's eyes grew even darker. His cold gaze made Calla shiver. The next moment, he trapped her against the desk. Her face was squashed against the wooden surface, and her body was pressed against the hard wood of the sharp corner, causing her stomach to ache."Mercer, you bastard! What do you think you're doing?" Calla shouted, though her voice had lost its strength.Mercer twisted one of Calla's arms behind her back, pinning her to the desk, leaving her completely immobilized. She could barely move now. Her arm felt like it might snap."What do you think? I'm going to teach you how to be a submissive woman!" Mercer hissed through gritted teeth.Realizing his intentions, Calla was mortified and tried to kick him with her high-heeled shoes. But he grabbed her slender waist with one of his large hands.Calla was desperate by this point. She knew he wouldn't let
Hearing those nonsensical words, Calla felt utterly defeated. She pointed at Mercer and cursed, "You must be out of your mind.""Say whatever you want," Mercer replied. "I almost wish I were losing my mind." With that, he turned, walked over to the couch, sat down, and lit a cigarette. Smoke quickly curled above his head, adding to the melancholy and despondency that now seemed to define him—so different from the man he used to be.Not wanting to ponder if he was mentally ill, Calla grabbed her bag and spat out in anger, "Mercer, you're a bastard! I never want to see you again."With that, she turned and fled the luxurious suite as fast as she could.After stepping out of Kaisier Grand Hotel, Calla felt exhausted. To make matters worse, she was in physical pain. It was only after exiting the revolving doors of the hotel that she realized she had left her underwear behind in his room in her haste. The thought of going back to retrieve it was out of the question; she'd rather leave
After sitting on the bench and mulling over things for half an hour, Calla finally got up and headed back to the accounting firm.As soon as she walked in, Avery greeted her with a smile. "Calla, why did it take so long to deliver the document?""Oh, the client was a big shot, you know. They made me wait for almost an hour," Calla could only make up an excuse.Sitting down, Calla instinctively pressed her legs together, worried about her bits being exposed.Avery then got closer to her before whispering, "By the way, was the client a balding old man or a young handsome guy?"Calla's face flushed slightly. Had she given something away? She quickly checked her shirt and skirt, making sure all the buttons were done and everything was in place. No one would think she wasn't wearing her panties."What do you mean?" Calla asked, looking puzzled.Avery glanced around to make sure no one else was around before continuing, "I heard that the client was from Riverford and had just contac
As the workday was ending in the late afternoon, Avery suddenly approached Calla with a smile. "Calla, Jessica just got some new casual wear at her store. Want to check it out after work?"Calla looked up and smiled. "Sure, I was actually thinking of buying an outfit for my cousin."Calla had promised Pierre a set of casual wear, so she was happy to accept. She mentioned buying clothes for her cousin to avoid any misunderstandings with Avery.Avery couldn't resist teasing her a bit. "A 'cousin'? Is he one of those distant ones?""It's a legitimate cousin I have blood ties with," Calla clarified."Whatever you say, Calla." Avery chuckled and shook her head, clearly not fully believing Calla's explanation.Calla didn't bother explaining further. She finished up her work, and when the day ended, accompanied Avery to their colleague, Jessica Wern's store.At the store, Calla picked out a pair of pants, a short-sleeve T-shirt, and a pair of sneakers, spending about a couple hundred d
Before Calla could react, the Bentley sped up, skidding to a halt right in front of her, leaving black tire marks on the road. The sudden stop startled Calla, causing her heart to race.The back door of the car then swung open, and a shadow dressed in a white shirt stepped out. It was Mercer, of course. When Calla saw him, her first instinct was to turn and run. But Mercer quickly grabbed her arm. "What are you doing? Let me go!" Calla struggled desperately.Mercer wasn't about to give her a chance to escape. He wrapped his arms around her waist and lifted her into the car."Help!" Calla's scream was swallowed up by the noise of the bustling city.Someone nearby saw what was happening and pointed at Mercer. "Hey, what are you doing? You can't just kidnap someone!"Mercer cast a cold glance at the person and calmly replied, "It's a couple's dispute. Is that any of your business?"Upon hearing this, the person laughed. "Well, women need to be taught a lesson. Good luck, man!"
Seeing that it was futile for her to try and call the police, Calla was extremely frustrated. She moved forward and began throwing punches at Mercer."Mercer, you bastard! I'll kill you!" Calla vented all her grievances and anger from the past few days with blows to Mercer's chest.He remained unmoving, letting her punch him. Calla also kicked his legs with her high heels. Despite being exhausted, she continued to attack him.Eventually, Mercer, unable to endure it any longer, grabbed her wrists with both hands."Are you done?" Mercer growled, his brows furrowed.Feeling the tightened grip on her wrists, Calla glared at him and demanded, "Let me go! Stop the car and let me out! Do you hear me?"Mercer looked at Calla, his expression darkening. He then lowered his head and sealed her lips with his own.Calla's curses and cries were swallowed back. Mercer's arms wrapped tightly around her waist as he closed his eyes. The kiss was long, gentle, and slightly domineering.Feeling hi
Mercer's narrowed eyes filled with a fierce intensity as he stared at Calla, who was clutching two high heels. The predatory look in his eyes made Calla's hands tremble.Suddenly, Mercer pressed a button, and a partition slowly descended behind the driver's seat. This partition divided the car into two separate spaces: the front was one area, while the spacious rear seat became a separate, enclosed space.Calla was shocked to discover the car had such a function. As she realized that only she and Mercer were present in this isolated space, and anything that happened wouldn't be seen by Simon in the front, she was overwhelmed by fear."Mercer, don't do anything reckless…" Despite her fierce tone, she instinctively tried to back away.In the next moment, a scream echoed through the car. The high heels fell to the ground as Mercer pulled Calla into his embrace. This time, he kissed her deeply and tugged at her clothes. Although less forceful than previous encounters, it still terrif
Calla sat there with her face buried in her hands, tears streaming down her cheeks. Mercer's forehead creased in worry as his eyes softened with pity. Calla's phone, which had been thrown to the ground earlier, rang at that moment. Mercer reached down and picked it up from the floor. He saw a WhatsApp message, and the sender's profile picture showed Pierre.When Mercer saw the picture, the tenderness in his eyes vanished instantly. It was replaced by a dark, brooding expression.Lowering her hands from her face, Calla noticed Mercer scrolling through her phone. She quickly reached out to snatch it back. But Mercer raised his hand, holding it out of her reach."Give me back my phone!" Calla shouted.She had caught a glimpse of the WhatsApp notification. She was scared Mercer would go ballistic if he knew she was talking to Pierre.Sure enough, Mercer scrolled through all her messages with Pierre from today. Then, holding up the phone, he glared at Calla and demanded, "So you were