In the stillness of the night, a soft murmur sounded from the other end of the line, "Mimi, I'm in pain." Miranda could detect a slight quiver in Hansel's voice.In that instant, she felt an instinctive pang of heartache. Hansel was a stubborn man with a cutting tongue, and he'd always put on a bra
Ingrid felt a little unsettled and shook Hansel's arm. "Dear, what's wrong?" He snapped out of his reverie and waved his hand. "It's nothing. I'm fine now, so you can focus on your classes. "You don't need to come here every day anymore. There'll be a lot going on at the office, so I'll be busy th
Solomon was indeed a the professors' favorite student. Although he hadn't majored in the same field as Miranda, they could find common ground in their conversations. Miranda felt quite happy that they could have deep discussions about their studies. She was currently preparing for the postgraduate
Hansel sneered. "Quite impressive, Miranda. You seem to be having a good time, surrounding yourself with men." His tone became vicious. "Who was that guy just now? What were you two doing upstairs?" Miranda's smile vanished. She tried to break free as her wrist hurt from his vise-like grip, but Han
Hansel burst into his bedroom and flung the closet doors open like a madman. Then, he rushed to Miranda's walk-in closet. All the designer bags, clothes, watches, and jewelry he had gifted her were neatly arranged inside. Not a single item was missing. Hansel's gaze landed on a cherry quartz brace
Zach tapped Hansel's shoulder from behind enthusiastically. "When did you get here? Why didn't you tell us? We have a room upstairs. Come, join us for a drink!" Hansel rubbed his temples and said, "I'm not drinking. You guys go ahead." Zach felt a little puzzled as he watched Hansel leave. The lat
After exchanging some pleasantries, both of them remained silent for most of the journey. Paul was driving the car he usually drove. He could sense that Miranda wasn't in the best of moods, so he drove at a leisurely pace out of consideration for her. When they arrived at the entrance of the luxur
There was a hint of fear in Miranda's hoarse and trembling voice. She seemed like a frightened but helpless bird. Hansel felt his body burning up with lust. He gave up removing her top and slipped his hand directly under her skirt. Miranda panicked. "Hansel, you can have any woman you want! Why ar