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"Click …" The door was opened, and the sound of the door being locked was like a hammer, breaking apart her last line of defense.

But then, there was no more sound, as if it was just an illusion.

His heart suddenly stopped beating for a few beats. He bit his lower lip and slowly stood up from the bathtub. He then carefully dried off the droplets of water on his body.

This was because the black-clothed man had said that power always liked to be clean.

The moment she turned the handle of the door, she almost used all of her strength. When she walked out of here, she completely lost her self-respect.

But she had no choice.

The master bedroom was peaceful and quiet. However, there was a faint smell of cigarettes wafting in the air. It was somewhat spicy.

The lights in the room had already been extinguished, leaving only the faint moonlight pouring down from the French windows and landing on that tall and big mountain-like figure of a person.

Then, was he her employer?

Under the silver moonlight, his figure was even colder than moonlight, standing a thousand miles away from others.

There seemed to be a magic force that forced her to move forward step by step. Finally, she wrapped herself in a bath towel and lay down on the wide bed.

At this point, she no longer had the strength to turn back. In any case, it was just one night, and she could do it.

She opened her mouth, but her voice suddenly stopped.

He blew out the last smoke ring, fiercely pressed the cigarette in his hand into the ashtray, opened his mouth, but it was in a bone-chilling voice with a hint of sharpness. "Why, are you so impatient?"

Lin Moge's body trembled slightly. Indeed, he treated her like one of those filthy women.

However, she didn't refute him. Because she lied here for the sake of money, she didn't have the qualifications to do so.

The rustling of clothes could be heard as the man's clothes fell to the ground. After that, the bed was pushed down and a tall figure walked over, abandoning the cold moonlight behind him.

It had the smell of cigarettes and an unfamiliar yet ice-cold aura.

Her hands gripped the towel tightly, as if it were her last hope.

However, the man only stretched out his hand and easily ripped off the last piece of cloth.

The man didn't treat her with even the slightest bit of affection. She was like a broken flower that had been thrown into a monstrous wave, floating in the air.

The most suitable word for her was' ruined flowers and ruined flowers'.

His heart turned cold and he gritted his teeth, forcefully swallowing the tearing pain. If even a child could have a child, then what was this little pain?

The first time was always accompanied by pain, wasn't it?

However, her first time was under a stranger without a trace of tenderness.

Tears silently fell from her eyes, falling into her hair. It was as if her heart, after drifting up and down, had finally fallen into endless darkness.

It was destined to be a night of humiliation, but he made her pay the most important thing.

Even if it was the shame of her life, she still wanted to clearly imprint this man's feelings into her mind, because this was the first man that she, Lin Moge, would ever have to face.

Moonlight shone down on his body, and she could feel the cold, merciless light in his eyes. In fact, there was even a hint of anger within them.

Yet from beginning to end, his appearance could not be seen clearly.

Amidst the soft and fragmented whimpering, she was like a leaf that had given up struggling, slowly falling to the ground along with the cold wind. She lost consciousness time and time again, fainting.

Until the sky turned bright and the horizon turned white …

He got off the bed and picked up the clothes on the floor and put them on gracefully. His gaze was as calm as the silence in the room.

A warm ray of sunlight shone down on him from the horizon, illuminating his handsome face.

He looked young, but he was cold and elegant, as though he had the aura of a king. No one dared to approach him.

She had starry eyes and a black mole at the corner of her left eye, yet her natural elegance gave her an enchanting charm.

Their gestures were elegant and luxurious.

He casually tidied up his short hair and walked out.

With a soft click, his tall and straight figure disappeared from the room.

From start to finish, the man's gaze never stopped on that tiny figure.

It was as if the woman curled up on the bed was just a wisp of air …