Why did we get separated? Could it be that the wind blew us apart? The words came out softly and slowly on her red lips, but the traffic immediately obliterated them in the street. Under the moon was her single figure, lonely and cold. Just then, a black Bentley braked suddenly and was pulled in to her side. Rosalie wrenched her mind back to the present. She was slightly stunned and intended to move forward, but then the window was rolled down and the man's stolid face appeared. Rosalie wanted to run away. "Hey, you! Didn't you remember what I said?!" The man's icy gaze and cold voice became even more arrogant and domineering: "Get your ass over here!" She hated him, Victor! Rosalie looked at the aggressive man and longed for giving him a smack. But she held back her anger, wearing a tender smile: "Victor, soooo sorry, but I'm occupied tonight." She spoke softly and sweetly, ready to leave after the words. Couldn't this woman recognize herself by now? Victor's face was even
Rosalie was driven to despair. Vanessa's company took their magazine office to court. Whether the lawsuit was won or lost, based on the magazine office’s current situation, it is impossible for them to afford the fees, even only the lawyers’ fees. The money earned before had been used to pay off her uncle's gambling debts. Thus, they had no money for dealing with the issue at the present. Although Rosalie had no idea why her uncle became so selfish, she planned to do something to change the situation. And the only person she knew who could save the day was Victor. Had she known this guy had such a background, she would not have agreed to be his mistress. She was now dominated by this man. She would have detected the man’s lies. What a devious mind! Rosalie cursed the man for his insidious tactics when she sat on the sofa. She leaned back slightly, changing positions frequently, and became more and more anxious. Sorley, the maid, once again refilled her with fresh tea and p
Not only Victor but also a dozen of men and women were staying inside the suite. The ages of all men ranged from Victor’s age to over the forties. The women were... all beautiful and extra sexy. Victor sat on a pricey sofa and leaned back slightly. The first two buttons of his shirt were missing, revealing his sexy and strong pectoral muscles. The lush hairs on his chest were inviting. Many beautiful women were looking at him. His handsome face and respectful identity made him extraordinarily welcomed by the women. "Damn it, who’s there? " There were several bottles of famous wine on the table and the men were drunk. When they saw someone coming in, they questioned the man at the door with displeasure. Rosalie, wearing a denim jacket, stood in the doorway, feeling incompatible with this situation. She hesitated for a moment and was about to leave when Victor noticed him. He lightly raised his lips and responded lightly with a teasing smile, "My woman, come and join the fun an
"Let go!" She said aggressively. She felt curious. He had asked her to drink, but now he was stopping her. What the hell! Victor was annoyed by her attitude. Drink, drink! Why not stop drinking until she died? He tugged his tie off and threw it on the floor, leaning back on the sofa in exasperation. Rosalie kept drinking using her glass. Her thin body showed her fearlessness. The minutes ticked by. Rosalie couldn't remember how much she had drunk. The people around her watched her pick up the glass, drink, and put down the glass. She simply looked stunned! Victor's deep cold eyes stared at her and saw her reveal her sexy collarbone, the wine felling low on her, looking sexy and seductive. A few men on the side were also immersed into staring at her with greedy faces. Suddenly, Victor raised his eyebrows gently showing that he had a new idea seemingly. His two long legs were folded together. He said to the crowd in a lazy posture, "This lady with an innocent background has
Only when she exited the restroom that she ruffled her long hair while still reeling from the shock she had just experienced. Her eyes were flushed. After all these years, she couldn’t imagine that she was still lucky enough to encounter him. But she was now in such a terrible state that she did not deserve to be identified by him. It's just good to see that he's doing well. The warm light in the corridor fell on her miserable white face, and she fought back her tears when continuing to walk. She stepped as if stepping on a cloud, soft and fluffy. Suddenly, a brute force pushed her closer to the corner. She looked up in pain to see Victor's tall body standing in front of her, enveloping her thin figure. What was this man doing here? "What are you doing?!" Rosalie, remembering what had just happened, was filled with resentment towards him and attempted to break away, but she was so weak now. Victor's knee suddenly passed between her legs. He put one hand picking up her chin, and
"He's the man I like so far." Rosalie revealed it. Didn't Victor want to know? Then tell him. She really liked Carter. “Crack!” Victor gave Rosalie a hard slap. Rosalie fell back on the bed from the smack. Her head was tilting to the side, her mouth bloodied at the corners and she stared at him incredulously. "Victor, you hit me?!" “All right, you just hit a lady!” "I want you to remember, you are my woman, a woman I bought at a fair price. If you dare to cuckold me, I'll fucking cut you up!" Victor gazed at Rosalie and hissed word for word. Bastard! Rosalie was furious too. She laughed to herself, "You can rape my body, but you can never tell my heart who to love!" That disdainful look again made Victor feel like his pride was being crushed and that he was being treated like a piece of trash and useless. Really? "Get out!" Victor's gaze was scarlet, fearing that he was losing his mind, and roared. Rosalie looked at Victor’s fierce look, then she got up, picked up her
"Rosalie, I told you it was useless. Everything you do is in vain. Behave good and listen to me, and only in this way will you and those you care about be safe." He said with a deep chuckle. Rosalie felt herself struggling to breathe: "What the hell are you going to do?" "Play a game with me." His voice was cold and ruthless: "Those people you care about are my counters Don't try to pull any trick." She hung up the phone and slapped her face with cool water to adjust herself. When she came to the magazine office, Nessia, another editor, rushed to her and said, "Rosalie, your aunt is sitting in a wheelchair pushed by your uncle. Your uncle seems to be in a bad mood." Rosalie pushed the door in. Once inside, she saw her uncle Ken's fat body spread out on the sofa with a sleepy face with a torn dress on the desk. That was the dress she weared when Victor raped her. She threw it in the trash when she came back last night. "How did this nice dress get torn like this? Full of smell
They were very close to each other. Rosalie then noticed that the so-called beautiful woman's face was covered in a thick layer of powder, like a layer of white flour, and the eyeshadow was even heavier. What? What did she just say? How many times did she sleep with Victor? Rosalie wasn't too lost to recognize the provocative undertone in Jemima's words, which was highly antagonistic towards her. Jemima chuckled and took the ladies cigarette that her assistant had already lit for her: "If only by your little shitty magazine, without Victor’s assistance, you wouldn't be qualified to shoot my news." In an instant, Rosalie had fallen out of love with the goddess she had portrayed on screen. Actresses were liars! They behaved differently on and off stage! Vanessa and Jemima best illustrated this fact. A jade girl? She looked like a whore! Rosalie ignored her and continued to keep her head down to look at the photos. Jemima also did not get angry. White smoke rings exhaled from
Victor's warm palms roamed Rosalie's entire body, and his mouth was relentlessly sucking on her lips, slowly tearing and grinding."Drip!"The horn of the car behind kept sounding.Victor continued to kiss her as if he hadn't heard it, and one hand reached into her pants and began to tantalize her.Rosalie was no match for Victor's love interest and soon felt her body go limp.Victor sensed her reaction, and only then was he satisfied to release her."Let's talk about it at home, okay? I'll drive first!"She could barely speak coherently.Her moans were so nice and Victor was delighted."Good." Victor smiled and nodded, "Then once we get home, no foreplay, and just do it."Rosalie hurriedly drove as if she hadn't heard him.In her heart, she cursed why this man was so shameless!But Victor did not feel any wrong, the corners of his mouth maintained a smile while staring ahead.He liked the way she didn't want to give in every time, she couldn't argue with him all the time either, and
Immediately after she parked the car, she saw Victor standing by the roadside in a black trench coat, and as soon as he saw the rundown car she was driving, Victor’s brows furrowed.Victor questioned: "Where did you find this scrap car, I've been waiting for you here for half an hour."Victor detested the reliable and fuel-efficient civilian car, and Rosalie didn't bother to put in extra effort for him.Rosalie looked at his empty hand and asked patiently, "Hey, how come I haven't seen your luggage?"When he left, she packed a sizable luggage for him."The driver took it home," Victor said with a frown."If you had a driver why didn't you let him take you home, why do I have to come all the way here to pick you up?" Rosalie asked incredulously.This man had a luxury car and did not take it, but had to wait here for her small broken car to pick him up."Give you a chance to show." He took on a patronizing tone.The gesture was unbeatable.Rosalie's face was expressionless as she starte
"Is that so? Not bad. Their family's business is getting bigger and bigger.""Yes."Rosalie responded with a smile, but the smile at the corner of her mouth was very bitter."Don't mind them, daddy will be going out soon, when the time comes, I will find a good man for my daughter, he will not be lesser than Carter.""Ah ah, that seems a bit difficult," Rosalie said in mock despondency.They laughed at each other through the glass window, and the visit ended with their laughter.She gave the prison guards the supplements she bought and some money before reluctantly leaving the prison."OK, OK, boss, I got it."The driver was standing in front of the car making a phone call, and when he saw Rosalie coming out, he busily hung up the phone and said respectfully, "Miss, are we going back now?""En."Getting into the car, the driver didn't drive immediately but handed a card to Rosalie."Miss, this is what the boss left for you, if there is anything you need just use it."The driver looked
She lowered her eyes and glanced at the time; going over now should be just enough for a direct visit.She smiled politely at the driver.The young driver, obviously slightly stunned, nodded hastily, "Yes, Miss, please get in."Rosalie sat in the limousine, she tied her hair up in a sharp ponytail, looking young and energetic, like a vigorous college student.Her father had been in prison for eight years, and she only went once a year.It wasn't that she didn't want to go, it was just that when she saw her father, she wasn't sure how to respond to his questions.If her father found out that she didn't go to the prestigious university he expected, if he found out that she worked as an entertainment reporter, then he would be in endless self-reproach.Even more, now she had an even more humiliating occupation - mistress, she seemed to be surviving in the darkest and dirtiest corner of the whole world.In any case, she has to save as much as she could before her father was released from
The Archibald family is nothing!Only these media outlets have high-profile hype surrounding them, and Victor doesn't seem to have any regard for them at all."I just think they're a perfect match, don't you?"Rosalie said this, her voice trembling.Victor didn't look up at her and said coldly and sarcastically, "Where do they match except for their family background?"Wasn't it important that the family was right for each other?Cinderella and the prince's backgrounds are so different, how can two people from opposite backgrounds be happy together?Just like the two people standing here, the flow of temperament was very discordant."They look very affectionate, the relationship should be good."Rosalie once again said faintly, her gaze bleakly always looking at the TV screen.On the TV, Carter's hand was always around Olivia's waist and never left.The abundance of her heart was grabbed so violently that it hurt a little.Rosalie was stunned and turned her face to Victor.Only to see
He was disheveled and looked tired.It was eleven o'clock at night after the family's birthday party.Olivia told him to get a good night's sleep, but he couldn't sleep.It's been eight years, so why can't he find her?Rosalie, where the hell are you?He got out of the car with his wine, and walked along inside in the dim light of the campus, forlorn and sad.Suddenly, he stepped on something and looked down...The fairy wand and fireworks that spilled on the ground appeared in front of his eyes.His heart instantly thumped, and the wine in his hand fell to the ground, scarlet liquor dripping all over .....His eyes were red, he bent down and picked up the fairy wand on the ground, his voice trembled: "Rosalie, you came here, right?"He got up with the fairy wand and looked around, shouting Rosalie's name."Rosalie, it was you wasn't it?""Rosalie, you coward, why don't you come out?""Rosalie, I've been looking for you for eight years!"Carter screamed, but there was no response.He t
"Weren't you just working?"Victor stared at her slightly drunken face, glancing at the red wine bottle poured next to her, his voice light and inaudible with emotion: "Are you drinking because of him?""No..." Rosalie shook her head and her voice like a child's softly sounded: "It has nothing to do with him, I just want to drink some wine, do you want a glass?"Rosalie went to get a glass of wine, but her vision drifted, she reached out but grabbed the air, and the glass shattered.She had drunk too much.Victor's eyes were cold and he turned around to leave.The Rosalie in front of him was very Poor.But, eight years ago, she had always received the best of everything.She wobbled and squatted by the broken glass scraps, the impact of the alcohol made her whole person very mad.Her hand had only reached out to pick it up when the sharp glass slag pierced her finger, and she shouted in pain: "Ah..."Blood emerged from her fingertips, and her heart twisted into a ball of pain.“Is som
Victor walked out of the bedroom with a gloomy face.When he found out that she had gone to H City, he drove three hours to get there personally.Besides, who was that so-called Carter to compare with him?Stepping into the study with a gloomy expression, he played a modest piece of piano music while sitting in front of the piano.Rosalie remained alone in the same spot, listening to the familiar piano music that could not ease the boredom in her chest.She took a brief shower and climbed into bed by herself.Just then, Victor's cell phone suddenly rang."Victor, your phone."In a moment, the piano in the study came to a screeching halt. Victor came out of the study, his face still very ugly."The sales data from the Bass family real estate business will be passed on in a moment. Archibald's family business relocation to the imperial capital was not a factor we consider. I only look at the results."He took the phone and went to the balcony to receive the call.Rosalie looked up and sa
In a few short seconds, Victor's soul traveled through hell and heaven.He even flashed a thought that he was now feeling what she had just felt.This woman could bring him not only pleasure but also a threat to his life.But surprisingly, he did not hear the sound of gunfire.The pistol with the safety on just made a crunching sound of a click, slightly stunning Rosalie. In the next second, Victor had clutched the pistol, and one hand moved sharply to unload the gun.He felt a sudden surge of pleasure that covered his entire body, and he dropped his eyes to look at Rosalie who was underneath him.And Rosalie seems to have not yet recovered from the change just now, she stared at Victor with shocked eyes, her face no longer indifferent as it was just now, but more than a little overwhelmed by panic.Suddenly Victor leaned down and bit her lips.Her lips were a little hot, and he punished her as if he wanted to devour her.Rosalie was finally taken back by Victor, the moment she arrive