Rosalynn's POV.“Aren't you coming to the company today?” Nolan traced his lips along my face and playfully bit my earlobe, whispering in his husky voice.His gentle touch sent a shiver through me. I felt too bashful to lift my head to meet his gaze. I just obediently adjusted his shirt collar and tie for him, even though my earlobe was about to be nibbled until it softened.“No, I'm going to Branch B instead of Kristen to check on the staff's performance.” I smoothed out my shirt collar and smiled.Just taking a few steps back, Nolan suddenly wrapped his arms around my waist, making me close to him. As soon as our eyes met, he laid me back on the bed and bent down to lift the hem of my shirt.“What are you doing?” I panicked and stopped his hand.I was only wearing Nolan's oversized white shirt and a pair of panties. Even though we had spent many passionate nights together, I still felt shy about exposing my body to him, especially under his sharp eyes right now.Nolan slowly raised
Nolan's POV.[WARNING R-18] THIS CHAPTER CONTAINS MATURE CONTENT NOT SUITABLE FOR YOUNG READERS.When I carried her into the bedroom, I wanted to rip her tight black dress into pieces and thrust deep inside her. The looks of the men around made me extremely frustrated and no matter how tightly I hugged her during the auction, it was not enough.“N-Nolan, I'm tired… Ah… it's so good. I'm going crazy. Almost cum… Ah!”Today, she became strangely enthusiastic towards me and responded to each of my forceful thrusts.We made love for a long time, from the sofa to the makeup table and onto the bed. Right now, I was carrying her into the bathroom while my dick was still inside her.My beautiful doll collapsed tiredly on my shoulder. Sweat matted her bangs, and her blissful eyes half-closed.I lowered her into the bathtub, leaning down to kiss her small back and slapping her firm buttocks, "Doll, one more time?"Even though I tormented her many nights, my desire for this body only grew strong
Rosalynn's POV.I used to be very afraid of the dark and closed rooms after being starved in the Carter family's warehouse. That's when I couldn't give them money at the end of every month and I sat cowering in a corner holding the criss-crossed whip marks on my hands. That obsession became a psychological wound in me, swallowing me whole when I was experiencing it again at my workplace.Sienna sincerely asked me to accompany her down to the warehouse to get materials for her plan. Perhaps she only knew to ask me because we were both interns, and I was always willing to help others if I could.However, Sienna pushed me into the warehouse and locked me there no matter how desperately I screamed.As soon as the door creaked open and the dim light from outside shone in, I was filled with hope. Nolan appeared to take me out of this place like a savior of my life like he had done so many times. But this man not only gave me a feeling of security and reliance but also made me much stronger.
Nolan's POV.“Bring me a cup of coffee.” I casually order through the intercom to the secretary department and hang up the phone.Recently, JW Kingston Corporation had been expanding into Europe, so I was very busy with a stack of transaction documents that needed to be handled. Perhaps in a few days, I would personally go to Switzerland to negotiate with an investor for the establishment of a new branch in the financial sector.I just signed my name on a contract and spoke up when I heard a knock on the door. My secretary places a cup on my desk, and I instinctively pick it up.However, when I took the first sip, the refreshing taste of tea made me furrow my brow. I put it down in annoyance, “I asked for coffee?”"You've had 3 cups of coffee today. Drinking too much isn't good for your health."This voice as sweet as honey made me stop writing and raise my head. I sat up straight, my attention now focused entirely on Rosalynn, my new secretary standing in front of my desk.“Are you w
Rosalynn's POV.“Nolan. Wait for me."“Wait for me… Ah!”I hurried to catch up with Nolan's long strides and accidentally tripped over a small stone on the road. Just as I thought I was about to fall, the man ahead turned back in time to catch me. His sandalwood scent filled the air so strongly, leaving me momentarily dazed as I looked at him.“How clumsy. Why do you always let yourself get hurt, Rosalynn?” He huffed and turned away immediately upon seeing me steady myself.What was he so angry about? It was just some idle chatter between me and Katherine in our free time. Didn't he realize he often 'bullied' me both at work and at home? Acting as if I had wronged him and now he was upset with me. But I suddenly discovered that his pouting expression was quite cute.Throwing the shopping bags into the trunk of the Bentley, he leaned against the car door and called out to me, "Rosalynn Carter, are you getting in or do you want to stay here and wait for Alan to pick you up?"Hah? This
Rosalynn's POV.“Hello Prof. Charles Jeff, I'm Rosalynn Carter.”The moment I shook hands with this experienced professor, I tried very hard to control my emotions so as not to react too aggressively. In the piano world, there are a few names that piano fans must know, and Charles Jeff is one of them—a towering figure in Switzerland, having won three consecutive gold medals in international piano competitions.Professor Charles laughed out loud when he saw my flustered appearance. He looked at me for a moment then gave me an approving nod, "Beautiful. Truly a very beautiful couple.”Only then did I realize that Nolan was holding my waist. Seemingly knowing I was about to push him away, he quickly tightened his grip than before.“You don't have to be shy in front of Prof. Charles. He's just like a foster father to me.” Nolan glanced at me and slowly spoke.Prof. Charles also nodded, "That's right, from 10 years ago, I considered him my own son. It's just a pity that I don't have a daug
Nolan's POV.I suddenly felt regretful that I had pampered my little doll too much and now she was stubborn and didn't listen to me anymore. When I shouted at her angrily, I was stunned for a moment for fear of scaring her, but she just frowned and had no intention of compromising.“Don't think that being angry with me will make me listen to you. Just this once, I won't go home if you don't come with me.” Rosalynn raised her voice.Why did she have to act strong when her eyes were red and she was about to cry, I wondered. I had never considered her a burden to me, but what I feared more was not being able to protect her kindly if I took her with me.The car was parked in front of the airport departure terminal. I glared fiercely at Rosalynn and ordered her, “Get out of the car.”“Nolan, we've safely arrived here. Don't turn back, please?" She held onto her arm tightly as if afraid I would disappear from her sight immediately.But I still had to maintain a determined attitude towards h
Rosalynn's POV.“Miss, I have completed the check-in procedure for you. Now you can board the plane.” Martin gave me the plane ticket and suitcase and then gave me very detailed instructions."Thank you." I replied, taking them and addressing him.My eyes kept looking outside but I still didn't see Nolan come back. Hearing the announcement about my flight, I dragged my suitcase toward the security gate and waved to Martin, "I'll let him know when it's safe to board the plane. Please go back and help Nolan.”It wasn't until I stood in front of the security guard that Martin left the airport.“Ma'am, please present your passport.” The tall man looked back at me and then spoke up to warn me.“Ah, give me a moment…” I hesitantly handed him my passport and checked again to make sure Martin was no longer following me. Snatching my passport back from his hand, I walked through the line and repeatedly expressed my guilt, "Sorry, I won't go in anymore."I quickly dragged my suitcase out to the
One year later.In London.“Hailey, Ryan, stop running around!”“It’s raining. Hurry up and get inside!”I sipped on my hot tea and watched Marie trying to keep the two kids in line. As I saw the rain splashing against the clear glass window, I thought about getting up to fetch an umbrella for them, but Nolan stopped me.“Just relax, I already gave them one. Hailey will come inside soon—she hates getting wet in the rain.” He set a plate of pastries in front of me and sat down beside me.Then, he rested his head against my large, round belly and playfully asked, “Son, have you been making mommy tired today?”That’s right, I was nine months pregnant, and the little one inside me was a boy. Every night, I eagerly awaited his arrival, imagining his face and thinking he would probably look just like his dad, Nolan. The doctor said my due date was approaching soon, so I had to be careful with every move I made.I ran my fingers through Nolan’s soft, short hair, teasingly saying, “I think yo
Rosalynn’s POV.A musty smell enveloped me as I slowly opened my eyes, realizing I was tied up. My heart skipped a beat when I remembered my daughter.Just then, something soft brushed against me. I looked down and saw Hailey lying next to me, fast asleep. Relief washed over me, but my head still throbbed, likely from the lingering effects of the sedative.I sat up and scanned the room. It was clear—we’d been kidnapped.But who would dare pull this off so close to Nolan’s estate? And how did they slip past Alex’s guard?“You’re awake, huh?” A woman’s voice echoed through the room as the door to this dingy warehouse creaked open.Being a pianist, I was more sensitive to sounds than most, and my memory of voices was sharp. I recognized her immediately without needing to look, “Christine Watson. You should be locked up in the police station awaiting trial. How did you escape?”Christine let out a loud, deranged laugh, “If I told you Nolan had mercy on me and didn’t hand me over to the po
At the Watson family mansion.Nolan's POV.“What the hell are you doing? Let my father go. Do you have an arrest warrant, or are you just barging into our home?”As I stepped into the Watson family's grand hall, Christine’s screams echoed loudly. She showed her sharp and aggressive side in front of the officers arresting Kyle. That sweet, gentle expression of hers, it seemed, only ever appeared when she was with me.The moment she saw me, Christine’s eyes lit up as if she had found a savior. She rushed over to me and pleaded, “Nolan, please! There must be some mistake. Tell them to release my father.”I pulled my hand away, not hiding the annoyance on my face, “Enough, Christine.”“What?” She froze, looking at me with confusion in her eyes, “What do you mean?”The officer beside me presented the arrest warrant and said firmly, “Mr. Kyle Watson is suspected of orchestrating the fire at the Kingston mansion 27 years ago. And Miss Christine Watson, you are believed to be an accomplice fo
Rosalynn's POV.Early afternoon on Saturday, I impatiently sat in the living room of Nolan's mansion and waited for the team to decrypt the USB I had just found. Looking at the clock as the minutes ticked by, I kept walking back and forth so continuously that Hailey got dizzy and she frowned at me.“Rosa, can you stop walking? You're influencing me to study!” She pouted at me, holding a crayon on her hip, looking very adorable.Today I braided Hailey's hair into pigtails. Every time she bent down to study, the ends of her hair will wiggle with each movement of her pen.I sat down and hugged Hailey and kissed her head affectionately, “I'm sorry, sweetie. So now I'll sit quietly and watch you study, is that okay?"Hailey nodded and then held up the painting she had just completed for me to see with bright eyes. It seems that since childhood, she has loved painting. She is very sensitive to mixing colors, more interested in pictures than numbers. One day when I went to school to pick her
Rosalynn's POV.Mark seemed scared by Nolan's appearance as his face turned pale and all of his aggressive appearance was gone. He glared at his wife and then grabbed his suitcase to leave the house, but Nolan's large body was blocking the door.He didn't dare to speak to Nolan, so he turned and walked back to his room, then slammed the door hard.Mark's wife, her name was Rachael, immediately collapsed to the floor and covered her face, crying helplessly. I moved closer to comfort her, and at the same time, Riley's room door also opened.The little girl, her face filled with tears, ran out and hugged me and her mother. Perhaps I always deeply sympathize with Riley because her eyes are exactly the same as when I was adopted by the Carter family. Every day there would often be thugs coming to collect debt, they would destroy things and my adoptive parents would have to kneel down to beg them. I once desperately begged everyone to spare our family, but at that time I did not understand
Rosalynn's POV.In the middle of the large living room, I sat next to Anne and leaned my head on her shoulder like we were once so close. My eyes looked toward the closed piano box, and a ray of pain gently passed through my heart, making the bridge of my nose sting.Anne patted my shoulder and her warm voice rang out, “Mr. Nolan always cleaned this piano himself without anyone touching it, not even Hailey.”“I know that. A few days ago, Hailey revealed it to me.” I chuckled and sat up straight, holding Anne's hand tightly.When she looked at my face again, tears welled up in her eyes and she pursed her lips to control her choking, “Luckily you're alive and well, Rosa. Where have you been lately? It is said that you have found your family, they are very rich and also love you. I was very worried when I heard you left with nothing."I felt the back of Anne's hand. Because of regular housework, combined with her growing age, her skin has shown signs of aging. Listening to her ask a seri
Rosalynn's POV.I clearly understood what Nolan was about to say, as well as being fully aware of the meaning of today's dinner with our little daughter. But making this sudden decision was very difficult for me.When I saw Mark and the man with freckles on his face walking out of the restaurant together, the first thought that popped into my head was to chase them. They were the most important clues in this case that I was quietly working on, and it seemed like my intuition was right.When I arrived at the parking lot, I hid behind a car parked closest to them and kept quiet about their next movements.“Sir, when will I receive the money you said? We are gradually transferring our convenience store. Before the next term starts, I have to transfer my daughter's school. So please hurry up a bit..." The other Mark's voice was filled with flattery.Right after that, another male voice rang out, that of the man with freckles, "Wait a minute. I will arrange your accommodation when you go t
Nolan's POV.The strong scent of perfume entered my nostrils, making me frown in discomfort. Immediately after, I grabbed Christine's arms and pushed her body, “What the hell are you doing?” I huffed.She was crying with tears streaming down her eyes and her eyes were completely red, but I had been feeling this annoying for a long time.Christine tried to grab my arm even though I pushed her out of the room, “Nolan, do you know what you're doing? We made an appointment last night, but you went to sleep with another woman. She finally…”While scolding me, she pointed at Rosalynn who was sitting up on the bed. Only when her eyes clearly saw Rosalynn did she shut her mouth and her expression revealed an unacceptable look.“That bitch Rosalynn!” She stomped her feet and tried to rush towards the bed, but I quickly grabbed her.Not only was she trembling, but even I felt confused when I saw Christine's presence here. I knew what I was afraid of, what Rosalynn would think about Christine's
[WARNING R-18] THIS CHAPTER CONTAINS MATURE CONTENT NOT SUITABLE FOR YOUNG READERS.Rosalynn’s POV.After over ten minutes of struggling, I finally managed to get this large man into the elevator. I knew Nolan had a presidential suite on the top floor of the JW Kingston hotel; I just needed him to give me the password to get inside.As we exited the elevator, he started kissing along the side of my face and held me tightly. His hot breath on my skin made me feel flushed.“Nolan, stop messing around.” I pushed his head away after he nibbled on my earlobe.Reaching Nolan's room, I shook him gently and asked, "Hey, what's the room password?"This damned man didn’t answer my question. Instead, he leaned down to bite my lower lip, attempting to kiss me again. Earlier, I had barely managed to push him away to catch my breath, but the drug was taking stronger effect as he clung to my waist.“Damn it!” I lightly tapped his head as he hugged me from behind. Glancing at his face resting on my s