Vivian's POV:

 

It was twelve o'clock at midnight.

 

I took a deep breath, walked to Spencer's door, and knocked.

 

A few seconds later, the door opened, and Spencer's towering figure loomed over me.

 

"Vivian, what are you doing here? It's late. Why haven't you gone to bed yet?" He seemed to be a little surprised to see me. What was more, there was a hint of worry in his eyes.

 

Seeing that he was concerned about me boosted my courage. At this moment, I closed my eyes, swallowed hard, and threw myself into his arms.

 

A deafening silence fell between us. The only thing I could hear was his heart thumping wildly in his chest.

 

"Vivian, what are you doing?" Spencer asked confusedly.

 

I looked up at him. His face, along with his ears, was as red as a lobster.

 

It seemed that what I had done aroused something inside him.

 

The uneasiness in my heart dissipated. I stroked his well-defined chest with my fingers and coquettishly said, "You saved me from the Johnsons. I haven't officially thanked you yet."

 

Spencer stiffened and took a step away from me. However, I held his waist tightly with my arms and followed him into the room.

 

However, I tripped on something and lost my footing. As a result, we both lost our balance and fell to the cold hardwood floor.

 

"Are you okay?" Spencer asked worriedly. I opened my eyes and saw that I had fallen on top of him. He propped on his hand to get up, but I rode on him, stopping him from doing so

 

He looked at me in astonishment. Suddenly, an inexplicable look flashed across his face. It seemed that it finally dawned on him my purpose of coming here. "Are you planning on sleeping with me to show your gratitude?"

 

"Yes." My fists were clenched as I spoke. For a moment, we just stared into each other's eyes. His eyes were deep and bright, and I could clearly see my reflection in them.

 

He did not say anything in response. Unable to take the silence any longer, I reached out to take off his clothes.

 

I unbuttoned his shirt with trembling hands. On the third button, his toned pecs were revealed.

 

Just as the atmosphere in the room had become hotter, Spencer suddenly grabbed my hand. "You don't have to do this, Vivian. This isn't why I saved you."

 

looked at me expressionlessly, making me doubt

 

ordered in a low voice.

 

I strode to the door without looking back. "Since you don't want me, I'll arrange someone else for you. Get

 

the door shut with

 

I stepped out of the room, I felt exhausted. Feeling weak, I leaned against the door and

 

up listlessly and went to the dining room to have breakfast. However, my day

 

expensive clothes, Emily strutted towards me, followed by

 

are you doing

 

me with disdain and retorted, "I'm your mother. Why can't

 

By selling my body?"

 

table. "How dare you talk to me

 

anyone who could teach

 

at a

 

said, "Vivian, the truth is, I didn't want to leave you behind. But your father... he's a horrible man. You saw the way he beat me. If I stayed in that house, who knew what he'd do to me? I might've been killed! You're an adult now. You should be able to understand where I'm

 

into my body.

 

clenched my trembling hands into fists. Although I was trying my best to calm down, I still failed to suppress the anger in my words. "You're right. My father is violent. You would've been beaten up if you stayed. But what about me? Did you really believe

 

He won't kill you," Emily

 

so nice of you to care about me!" I stood up abruptly in a

Because of this, Emily

 

in the past. What matters now is the future. Help me get the property of the Johnson family. Once I have it, we can live

 

and

 

that she did

 

on her, not wanting to talk

 

just as I turned around, I

 

he had heard from my conversation with my so-called mother. Frankly speaking, I did not want him to know

 

the stairs, Spencer was staring at

 

demeanor and walked past him, pretending

 

Spencer's POV:

 

eyes brought a pang to my

 

a morose expression. When she

 

strode forward to

 

be very confident in this bodyguard. You think him alone is enough to protect you?" With a frivolous smile, I turned to Justin and patted him on the shoulder. "There are more than one hundred hatchet men in my pub. Do you want to spar

 

put on an elegant smile and ordered, "Justin, get out

 

did

 

with a scrutinizing gaze. "Why

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