Chapter 1

Bernard Laurence returned to the country, and as his secret lover, Eleanor Shultz was promptly taken to Rosewood Manor.

As per the agreement, she had to be squeaky clean without a trace of perfume or makeup before seeing him.

She followed his preferences to the letter, washing herself up, then putting on a silky nightgown and heading to the bedroom on the second floor.

The man was sitting in front of his computer dealing with work stuff when she entered. He glanced at her.

“Come here.”

His voice was cold and void of emotion, weighing on Eleanor’s heart like a heavy stone.

He was an aloof man prone to mood swings. Fearing his bad temper, Eleanor quickly walked up to him.

Before she could even get settled, Bernard pulled her into his embrace, his long fingers grabbing her chin.

Bending down, he kissed her

ed

lips hard.

Bernard was never one for chit–chat. Making love to her was his only purpose when meeting her.

He may have looked noble, but when it I came to his sexual desire, he wouldn’t let her off easy after being away on business for three months.

As she expected,

She followed the

she woke

was gone

sound of water trickling in the bathroom remained.

reflected on the frosted

always leave as soon as he

different this time?

for the man to appear. After a few

bathroom wrapped in a towel. Water droplets fell from his hair onto his skin; tracing a path down his well–defined abs, exuding a dangerously enticing appeal.

attractive, but his deep, indifferent eyes conveyed a sense of detachment. He looked good, yet the chilly aura surrounding him made

Bernard glanced at her with a cold

by his words.

a document. “This contract is terminated

Eleanor finally realized the truth:

didn’t

Five

he was reluctant to part, but because he

she knew this day would come eventually. But she never thought

reason, there was just a simple

the pain in her heart, Eleanor looked up at Bernard

a year left, can’t you wait for a longer

to the doctor. She wanted to

silent, his eyes cold and devoid of any hesitation, as if he were disposing of a worn–out

realized her prédicament in the

ཅ འག གན

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