C88 Young Master Ye's maid 10

If it had been yesterday, before he had raped her, she might not have been so hard to accept. Now, the situation was completely different. The person who stood in front of her and asked her to offer her life for an eternity was someone she hated. She absolutely did not want to see him, much less have physical relations with him.

Her conflicted expression betrayed her thoughts. Ye Mo's expression darkened and he said coldly, "You can refuse."

She saw Mo Xiaojun's charred body, which was burnt beyond recognition. Just thinking of that horrible scene, she wouldn't frown even for a second.

She looked up at him steadily.

"I accept, Mr. Ye!"

Very well, for the sake of that man, to climb into someone else's bed.

This was Ye Mo's request. She agreed. If it was suggested by another man, like Hai Zhixuan, she would be willing to do it as well.

Thinking of this possibility, Ye Mo's mood turned even worse.

He looked at her coldly and pulled his lips contemptuously.

"Since you've accepted it, I'll let you serve me on the bed at any time. You're not allowed to give me even the slightest bit of reluctance, or else all the words I've said will be annulled!"

Now that she had agreed, Xia Yihan's heart calmed down. Even though he had yet to see the result he wanted the most, it was already a type of conclusion.

She spoke calmly. "I will do my duty to satisfy you."

He stopped talking and walked towards the hotel with big steps while pursing his lips. Xia Yihan took a deep breath and followed behind him.

"Mr. Ye!" A voice called out from behind them, and they both stopped and looked back. It was the driver driving a Bentley.

"Wait!" Ye Mo said these two words indifferently, turned around and left.

Xia Yihan knew that no one could change what he was about to do, so when the driver appeared, she didn't think that she would be able to escape this time.

He was right, she had already agreed. Regardless of whether she was willing or not, she had to come up with an attitude, she shouldn't be so shy, she shouldn't be so full of luck.

The two of them walked through the entrance of the 5-Star hotel one after the other. When the staff saw that Ye Mo had arrived in person, they immediately tensed up.

"Hello, Mr. Ye!" A uniform greeting sounded out.

"Open the presidential suite on the top floor for me. I want to stay here!"

"Yes, Mr. Ye, please follow me!" After a respectful bow, the lobby manager led the two of them to the elevator and to the top floor.

The lobby manager took out his room card and personally opened the door. Then, he respectfully said, "Mr. Ye, please enter!"

The layout of the presidential suite was ingenious, but Xia Yihan wasn't in the mood to appreciate it. Her eyes were glued to the floor.

The lobby manager closed the door from the outside, and when there were only two people left in the room, she couldn't help feeling nervous.

Even though she had already thought about it long ago, even though he had already taken away her body for the first time last night, she was still not as calm as she had imagined if she were to confront him now.

Ye Mo slowly walked to the bedside and sat down. He glanced at her and didn't say anything, but his meaning was obvious.

She had to take off her clothes!

Xia Yihan pretended to be very magnanimous. She did not hesitate to reach for the zipper on the side of her dress, but her trembling hands betrayed her true thoughts.

She wanted to start quickly, to finish quickly, but her hands seemed not to be following her orders at all. They were shaking so badly that she couldn't even zip them up.

As if he felt that it would be too tiring later on, Ye Mo laid back on the bed, expressionlessly watching her awkward movements.

Xia Yihan took a deep breath and finally unzipped it.

She knew he was humiliating her by looking at her like that.

Her face was rapidly turning red. Even though she didn't want to show any shyness or humiliation, she was completely unable to do so.

She hardened her heart and peeled off her skirt.

Under his burning gaze, she gritted her teeth and continued …

She hated how he had humiliated her. She hated how he had humiliated her without a shred of dignity.

Her heart seemed to be bleeding, but her face still had to maintain a stiff smile, because what she said would make him satisfied.

Autumn's noontime weather wasn't considered cold, but it was still somewhat hot. However, Xia Yihan felt that the cold had already penetrated deep into her bones.

She walked toward him, not knowing where to put her hands.

He thought he would hug her and let loose like he had the night before, and then it would all be over.

He did not move, but lazily commanded, "Take it off for me!"

A hint of panic flashed in her eyes. After a second, she smiled and said obediently, "Alright!"

As she reached for the buttons of his shirt, her hand did not tremble as it had at first. When she undid his shirt, his skin was the color of wheat. She did not look at his attractive body, but helped him to undress as if he were a child.

He did not speak, and she understood that the task was not over. Her small hands reached for his trousers.

In the end, he could no longer tell whether he was torturing her or himself.

"Stupid!" Gritting his teeth, he shouted a word, pulled her hand away, and unbuckled his own belt.

The second time, she still hurt, perhaps because he was too strong.

"Open your eyes and look at me!" He ordered her as cold as an emperor, and she could only open her eyes and stare at him obediently.

The temperature in the room was growing hotter and hotter, and by the end of it, she could no longer tell if she was in pain or pleasure.

Finally, he forced himself to pick up the clothes on the floor and go to the bathroom.

"Weren't you enjoying it just now? And why do you pretend to walk away at once? " His words rang coldly behind her.

She bit her lips as she hated herself for being so unruly. How could she have feelings for this man who had forcefully taken her? Even if it was merely her body's instincts, they shouldn't have done so.

Her body stiffened, then she replied coldly, "Just to please you."

After he finished speaking, he did not linger any longer.

Afraid that he would also come to clean up, she didn't stay inside for too long. After using all her strength to wash off his traces, she tidied herself up and walked out.

She had just come out of the bathroom, and he had come in naked in his hotel slippers.

The two passed by the bathroom door without a word, not at all like two people who had just loved each other.

Ye Mo walked out with a towel wrapped around his waist, then walked to the bedside. Xia Yihan said softly, "Mr. Ye, I think there's something else I need to tell you."

"Speak!"

"I will listen to your orders and go up with you, but I won't give birth to you …" She felt that this sentence was a bit difficult, so she paused for a moment before continuing, "I'm not responsible for giving birth to children."

He had never intended for such a woman to give him children. For something like having children, it should have been done by someone who was officially married to him.

And she was forever only one of his playthings.

"No problem, I will instruct the Chinese medicine to make the medicine for you. Even if you want to concoct it, it's impossible."

This was already the greatest kindness he could show her. After all, traditional Chinese medicine did the least damage to her body.

He bent down and took his cell phone out of his pants pocket on the floor and dialed proficiently. The call was to Lin Daohui, who was told to prepare an agreement and deliver it to the hotel's presidential suite after he checked his room in the afternoon.

He roughly explained the verbal agreement he had with Xia Yihan to Lin Da Hui. There wasn't the slightest bit of emotion in his words.

Xia Yihan lowered her head and stood not too far away from him. She felt that his emotionless words made her feel rather comfortable. This was what she wanted. A naked deal. She would remind herself at any time and never get involved with emotions.

That damnable woman, she was obviously exhausted, yet she still stubbornly stood there.

He had already said that he would make her his woman, so why didn't she show any sign of gentleness and obedience?

"You won't be able to leave for a few more hours. Are you going to stay standing?" he asked coolly.

"Yes, Mr. Ye." She answered lightly.

"Sit down! Keep your strength up!"

She could hear a little concern in his voice, but she didn't want it.

She did not resist and obediently sat down on the sofa beside the bed.

Ye Mo pressed down the internal call beside the bed and ordered the front desk to bring him food.

Not long after, a sumptuous meal was prepared. The lobby manager brought someone to the door and placed them on the tea table.

"Mr. Ye, this lady here, take care!"

"En!" They went out again.

Ye Mo picked up his chopsticks first, while Xia Yihan stayed put and didn't move.

"You want me to feed you?" he asked snappily, and she picked up her chopsticks.

Having just had a moment of intense pleasure, she really didn't have a single bit of appetite. The chopsticks in his hands swayed between the dishes. At most, he had only eaten a few pieces of vegetables.

"Get fatter, I don't like touching ribs." he said coldly.

These words could be described as him caring for her, but it could also be understood as him enjoying himself more for her sake.

She didn't want to be moved by his concern, didn't want to be sent to the clouds and fall into hell, it was enough that she had Mo Xiaojun in her heart.

She forced herself to eat more, as he intended.

After lunch, the lobby manager brought someone to clean up the mess. It was already past two in the afternoon.

For Xia Yihan, it was a helpless afternoon because there was almost nothing to do while staying by his side.

Unlike the previous few times, it was just relatively quiet. There was also a faint sense of happiness spreading through its heart. She only felt that time was incomparably long, as if there was no end to it.

This was only the beginning. He didn't know when the lack of a deadline would end.

She looked forward to leaving the presidential suite, wherever she was going, as long as she didn't have to face him alone.