Her faint scent reached him, of coal soap and mint shampoo, and her beautiful lips were as attractive as rose petals. Ryan narrowed his eyes, "Have you realized your mistake?""I have." She said, bowing her head."You won't see other men behind my back?"It sounded like she was an adulterer. She took a deep breath and whispered, "I dare not."A satisfied smile touched his beautifully sculptured lips, "Go downstairs, dinner is ready."With that, he walked towards the door.She was stunned for a moment. Did he mean to let her go? She breathed a sigh of relief.parsley went back to her room and got changed into a dress before she went downstairs. There was a table full of steaming hot pieces of bread and cakes with jars of butters, creams, and jams with knives levied into them.At the kitchen table, Ryan was working through his emails on his tablet. He heard her noisy stomach, looked up, and glanced at her.parsley blushed, thankful that, at that moment, Lilly rushed in, making a loud fu
He vowed that he would never have any relationship with the Smiths, let alone ask Mr. Smith for help. Therefore, he had always rejected his father's goodwill, and he believed that he could create his own world without relying on his backstabbing family.In fact, he did."Mr. Wills, if you don't leave, I'll call security." The secretary said with an emphatic pronunciation.Kevin loosened his fingers and, finally, turned away.The office door shut, Ryan stood with his hands in his trousers, his expression rather cold. It seemed that the relationship between parsley and Kevin was better than he thought. His mouth pressed into a hard line, he thought for a while and called in Mark.Mark immediately came in, "Sir."Ryan narrowed his eyes, "JK always wants the investment from the F&H Group, right?"Ryan remembered Mr. Wilson, the president of F&H Group, had mentioned it when they played golf together last month.Though JK had technology and innovation, it was a start-up company and required
He noticed how her breasts swelled beneath the hugging fabric of the dress as if waiting for his caress. Though she had a sweet and round face, he was constantly surprised to be reminded her mature, her body was.He stared at her so viciously that she felt a little ashamed. She wanted to cover her breasts with her hands, but she dared not.He got up and walked over, moved his hands up to her head and pulled up her hair, and where his fingers touched her skin, she felt a tingle of the head, and she instinctively shrank back but found he only pulled out a necklace and put it on her neck."How can you wear an evening dress without jewelry?" He put back her hair after that.The necklace glimmered with a blue gem on the pendant.parsley hesitated, "This necklace... It must be very expensive."She hated taking anything from him and feeling like she owed her more than she already did. It was more leverage he had over her."It's nothing compared to the price I've paid for you." He lifted her f
Everyone gasped and were enthralled by what was happening on stage.It seemed obvious to Parsley and, she suspected, to everyone else, that the speaker had no clue what was going on between the two men either. He sank uneasily into the background, glanced around, bemused, and then slunk off stage. parsley wanted to laugh if it wasn't all oh so sad.She hoped Kevin wouldn't lose his temper. That would practically force Ryan, with his large ego, to come down hard on him.Finally, Kevin unclenched his fists and shook hands with Ryan and, gracefully but with some irony in his tone, said, "Mr. Sterling, you are taking your joke a little too far. Why not tell me in advance? Are you afraid of a disagreement?""No jokes, no surprises," Ryan said, diplomatically, dismissing Kevin's hidden barbs out of hand. Disappointed journalists started snapping pictures again, and they began to interview the two men for the details about their future relationship. After all, both of them were obviously ver
Kevin winced as a montage of images flashed across his vision, Ryan, hands rested on the back of her head, forcing her mouth down on him, choking her, Her beneath him, her nails raking his back, as he thrusts deep inside of her, parsley bent over a table, hands balled as he held her by the hips and thrusts, hard and fast into her, cumming across her back. As Ryan said, parsley was his pet... parsley, fearing Kevin's outburst, forced an easy smile, "Kevin, it's getting late. I think we should leave." She said, tugging at Ryan's arm. "Let's go, baby. The party is over." Ryan, holding her hand, nodded, and they walked straight towards the door.parsley was taken by Ryan to the hotel entrance. Ryan waved over a valet and gave him a ticket, and they waited for the car to arrive. She took the opportunity to withdraw her hand from his, stepped back and frowned at him. "Is it necessary to do these kinds of things?""You bet." He said.She took a deep breath, "Please, don't ruin Kevin's comp
Holy shit. People called this guy Mr. McDreamy? Why the hell did so many girls had a crush on him, she thought.These netizens were more interested in Ryan than in the "fresh meat" of the moment (her). Waiting for her to be dumped? Well, she would like to thank her cyber friends very much if that were ever to come true!She didn't care, not really. If anything, she felt bad for his fans. He was really not the man they made him out to be. What would they do if they know their McDreamy was a pervert? Then, an idea-parsley thought for a while and then entered the registration page.Um... Her nickname of the account would be…She rolled her eyes, and three words appeared under her slender fingers on the iPad, Super Pervert Sterling.Then, she commented after the news. "The woman is innocent! It's easy to know a man's face, but not his heart. How can you be sure that Ryan Sterling is as good as you think? Let me tell you, and he is a pervert!" After, parsley felt much better. She forked a
parsley clenched her hands, "Uncle, I... ""You can tell me, I already know. I saw the news this morning. They were talking about a girl and, even though there were no pictures, I know it must've been you. Am I right?" He didn't pause for an answer, instead of rushing on to praise him. "Mr. Sterling is really nice to you to take you out to a place like that." A glint sparkled in his eye, and an uneasy feeling grew in her stomach. Was it the tea?He nodded, quick to push the subject aside.Dalton continued, "parsley, since Mr. Sterling treats you well, I was wondering, can you do me a favor?"There, he said it. Her heart gave its last pulses as it sank, like a sunken submarine tumbling to the black-depths. She remembered what Ryan had said and hated him at that moment. Why did everyone know better than her? "What is it?" she said quietly."Well, I mentioned it before; I'm out of debt thanks to Stephan, but then you left him... Two days ago, some men came to our house and threatened to
Ryan stood over her, a protective hand resting on her back. "Why are you still crying? I can give them more money to hit themselves if you want." He chuckled.She shrank away from him. He cut a lonely figure in the world, at once in but apart from it. His own family was tortured enough. How could he understand that she was crying because, at that moment, her only family in the world was gone?And that made her think of her father and mother, who she missed very much, making her cry even more.Dylan lowered himself to her high and fixed her gaze with his. "Enough." His voice was low, not pleasant - commanding, but softer. parsley looked at him tearfully, still could not control herself.Ryan knitted his brows impatiently, leaned down, and kissed her lips gently, and then he sucked at her lower lip.She froze and stared, and a few seconds later, she woke up and shoved him away, "You... What are you doing...""Still crying?" He lifted his hand and rubbed his mouth, wiping away the crysta
It must be Stephan hacking Valerie with money so that she could afford to spend lavishly in HIMO, which was owned by the Sterling Group.parsley mocked herself as she thought of it. Her ex-fiancé must have gone about with Valerie for a long time, and even supported Valerie secretly, while she herself, his fiancée, had been like an outsider, knowing nothing at all.Valerie waved her hand to stop the clerks and came to parsley swaggeringly in a warlike gesture, and lowered her voice, "Hey, you broke up with Stephan, didn't you? Where's the money coming from that allows you to shop here? How can you afford a pair of socks here without your fiancé's help?"parsley said cynically, neither overbearing nor servile, "I had never made free with Stephan's money since I was with him, unlike someone, taking herself as a hooker, and blindly asking a man for money by selling her body, even to her future brother-in-law!"Red with anger, Valerie hadn't expected that parsley dared fight back, "you bla
HIMO was an industry owned by the Sterling Group.A man in suit and tie and a pair of rimless glasses came over to them, "You must be Miss Schultz. Come in, please."parsley paused."This is the general manager of the HIMO VIP service department, whose last name is Green." Mark said, resting a palm on Mr. Green's shoulder. "Miss Schultz, you can call Mr. Green for help at any time during your shopping."She took a deep breath, well, it seemed that she was not going shopping, but took whatever she liked from HIMO--Ryan's big wardrobe. Accompanied by Mark and Mr. Green, parsley walked into HIMO.Mr. Green took parsley to the women's wear department and stopped at MiuMiu's counter. He smiled kindly, "Mr. Sterling said that this brand is quite suitable for Miss Schultz."parsley nodded, "I'll go by myself. You must be very busy, and I don't want to bother you." Then she turned to Mark, "You too. I can do it myself.""Mr. Sterling told us to wait on you, Miss Schultz." Mark raised his eyeb
Ryan stood over her, a protective hand resting on her back. "Why are you still crying? I can give them more money to hit themselves if you want." He chuckled.She shrank away from him. He cut a lonely figure in the world, at once in but apart from it. His own family was tortured enough. How could he understand that she was crying because, at that moment, her only family in the world was gone?And that made her think of her father and mother, who she missed very much, making her cry even more.Dylan lowered himself to her high and fixed her gaze with his. "Enough." His voice was low, not pleasant - commanding, but softer. parsley looked at him tearfully, still could not control herself.Ryan knitted his brows impatiently, leaned down, and kissed her lips gently, and then he sucked at her lower lip.She froze and stared, and a few seconds later, she woke up and shoved him away, "You... What are you doing...""Still crying?" He lifted his hand and rubbed his mouth, wiping away the crysta
parsley clenched her hands, "Uncle, I... ""You can tell me, I already know. I saw the news this morning. They were talking about a girl and, even though there were no pictures, I know it must've been you. Am I right?" He didn't pause for an answer, instead of rushing on to praise him. "Mr. Sterling is really nice to you to take you out to a place like that." A glint sparkled in his eye, and an uneasy feeling grew in her stomach. Was it the tea?He nodded, quick to push the subject aside.Dalton continued, "parsley, since Mr. Sterling treats you well, I was wondering, can you do me a favor?"There, he said it. Her heart gave its last pulses as it sank, like a sunken submarine tumbling to the black-depths. She remembered what Ryan had said and hated him at that moment. Why did everyone know better than her? "What is it?" she said quietly."Well, I mentioned it before; I'm out of debt thanks to Stephan, but then you left him... Two days ago, some men came to our house and threatened to
Holy shit. People called this guy Mr. McDreamy? Why the hell did so many girls had a crush on him, she thought.These netizens were more interested in Ryan than in the "fresh meat" of the moment (her). Waiting for her to be dumped? Well, she would like to thank her cyber friends very much if that were ever to come true!She didn't care, not really. If anything, she felt bad for his fans. He was really not the man they made him out to be. What would they do if they know their McDreamy was a pervert? Then, an idea-parsley thought for a while and then entered the registration page.Um... Her nickname of the account would be…She rolled her eyes, and three words appeared under her slender fingers on the iPad, Super Pervert Sterling.Then, she commented after the news. "The woman is innocent! It's easy to know a man's face, but not his heart. How can you be sure that Ryan Sterling is as good as you think? Let me tell you, and he is a pervert!" After, parsley felt much better. She forked a
Kevin winced as a montage of images flashed across his vision, Ryan, hands rested on the back of her head, forcing her mouth down on him, choking her, Her beneath him, her nails raking his back, as he thrusts deep inside of her, parsley bent over a table, hands balled as he held her by the hips and thrusts, hard and fast into her, cumming across her back. As Ryan said, parsley was his pet... parsley, fearing Kevin's outburst, forced an easy smile, "Kevin, it's getting late. I think we should leave." She said, tugging at Ryan's arm. "Let's go, baby. The party is over." Ryan, holding her hand, nodded, and they walked straight towards the door.parsley was taken by Ryan to the hotel entrance. Ryan waved over a valet and gave him a ticket, and they waited for the car to arrive. She took the opportunity to withdraw her hand from his, stepped back and frowned at him. "Is it necessary to do these kinds of things?""You bet." He said.She took a deep breath, "Please, don't ruin Kevin's comp
Everyone gasped and were enthralled by what was happening on stage.It seemed obvious to Parsley and, she suspected, to everyone else, that the speaker had no clue what was going on between the two men either. He sank uneasily into the background, glanced around, bemused, and then slunk off stage. parsley wanted to laugh if it wasn't all oh so sad.She hoped Kevin wouldn't lose his temper. That would practically force Ryan, with his large ego, to come down hard on him.Finally, Kevin unclenched his fists and shook hands with Ryan and, gracefully but with some irony in his tone, said, "Mr. Sterling, you are taking your joke a little too far. Why not tell me in advance? Are you afraid of a disagreement?""No jokes, no surprises," Ryan said, diplomatically, dismissing Kevin's hidden barbs out of hand. Disappointed journalists started snapping pictures again, and they began to interview the two men for the details about their future relationship. After all, both of them were obviously ver
He noticed how her breasts swelled beneath the hugging fabric of the dress as if waiting for his caress. Though she had a sweet and round face, he was constantly surprised to be reminded her mature, her body was.He stared at her so viciously that she felt a little ashamed. She wanted to cover her breasts with her hands, but she dared not.He got up and walked over, moved his hands up to her head and pulled up her hair, and where his fingers touched her skin, she felt a tingle of the head, and she instinctively shrank back but found he only pulled out a necklace and put it on her neck."How can you wear an evening dress without jewelry?" He put back her hair after that.The necklace glimmered with a blue gem on the pendant.parsley hesitated, "This necklace... It must be very expensive."She hated taking anything from him and feeling like she owed her more than she already did. It was more leverage he had over her."It's nothing compared to the price I've paid for you." He lifted her f
He vowed that he would never have any relationship with the Smiths, let alone ask Mr. Smith for help. Therefore, he had always rejected his father's goodwill, and he believed that he could create his own world without relying on his backstabbing family.In fact, he did."Mr. Wills, if you don't leave, I'll call security." The secretary said with an emphatic pronunciation.Kevin loosened his fingers and, finally, turned away.The office door shut, Ryan stood with his hands in his trousers, his expression rather cold. It seemed that the relationship between parsley and Kevin was better than he thought. His mouth pressed into a hard line, he thought for a while and called in Mark.Mark immediately came in, "Sir."Ryan narrowed his eyes, "JK always wants the investment from the F&H Group, right?"Ryan remembered Mr. Wilson, the president of F&H Group, had mentioned it when they played golf together last month.Though JK had technology and innovation, it was a start-up company and required