"Are you scared?" Vincent said as his eyes narrowed. "In that case, you can eliminate this option, because you're scared to die." He put down his gun.

"You're now left with two options. One is to give me one billion dollars and another is to give me ten thousand dollars and one week of your time. Ms. Young, you'll have to choose between these two options. Leaving this place isn't an option you can take." Rosalie didn't expect to see this side of his, but then again, she didn't know him well enough and naturally didn't expect him to be someone like this.

When he saved her, blocking her from the bullet at the risk of his life, she thought he just looked scary. She didn't expect it to go beyond just appearances.

"Can I find someone to take care of you? I can find the best nanny or a professional doctor."

"I don't want any of them. I want you." Vincent's face looked pale, but his aura remained imposing.

Rosalie asked anxiously, "Why must you insist on me taking care of you?"

"I'm your savior. Shouldn't you take care of me?"

He was indeed her savior and she had been willing to take care of him till he was fully recovered. But now that he was holding her

care of you, cooking, washing your clothes, cleaning the place for you? Is that it? Anything

another step closer to

steps back until she was backed up against the cold, hard wall. Her

touch me,

to you?" Vincent grabbed

man was capable of. She didn't dare to consider

smirk stretched across his face. "I didn't actually think that way, but now that you mentioned it, your looks are to my liking." His lips drew close to hers. "Want to give it a go with me and compare who's better between me and

Smack!

him a hard slap.

heaved with anger as fire burned in her

she regretted it the

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