In My Desperate Time

I am stunned.

I realize how much I have made a fool of myself.

From the moment I arrived at Frances Louis' house, he never promised to help me.

It is my wishful thinking that he leads me into the game, so he would help me.

And now his cruel words have made me understand that my actions are not even a trade. To put it crudely, I send my vagina to him by myself, no man would refuse it.

“Frances Louis, what do you mean?”

I struggle to get out of his arms, but he holds me tightly and I can’t get out from him.

“You guess, what do I mean?” He raises his eyebrow and asks me.

“You know I come here to help my brother, and I come to you because I want to help him. Are you playing me as a fool now?”

The anger in my heart is lit up by him in an instant.

I glare at Frances Louis, and really want to tear off his hypocritical face.

“Jane Noyes, do you know what your brother did has made Louis Group lost millions of dollars. Although it means nothing to Louis Group, do you really think you sleeping with me is worth millions of dollars?”

His words make me speechless.

Of course, I know I am not worth millions of dollars, even ten of me are not worth that much. Although Frances Louis' words are sharp, they also make me realize how ridiculous my behavior is.

But now, I've come into this situation. What can I do if Frances Louis doesn't help me?

“So, what do you mean... you won’t help me?”

I stiffen and lie in his arms. The man behind me is warm, but makes me feel chill.

eager desire pressing against the softest part of me. “If you would serve me well, I may help you. And it all depends on whether you can work hard.”

Frances Louis says as his long hands takes off my underpants and his gun goes straight into the deep of my body.

There is no foreplay, and his movements are so violent that I haven’t gotten over from the last night. I feel obvious uncomfortable and my lower body is about to be torn apart.

at all, but becomes fiercer

I don't know whether Frances Louis treats every woman the same, and has no compassion for women.

uncomfortable, and my heart is also like pressed by a big stone, very uncomfortable.

my heart, I still hold a fluke mind. Perhaps, as long as I please him, he

I know I am cheap, but forced to today this step, I really have no

my hands around Frances Louis' neck, and

an indefatigable beast, bit by bit swallows me up

over, it

Frances Louis dresses slowly, his tall figure stands back to me, his voice is so

on, you will live with me here. If you serve me well, I

Live

How could it be?

to live here. I promise I'll be here as soon as

me feel that I have been

with a man like him would take my breath

and making at least tens of thousands of dollars a month.

But Frances Louis didn't seem to buy it. He turns and looks me up and down with

“Do you think you have the right to bargain

I don’t.

I accept my

get back to pack my stuff.” I

seems to satisfy Frances Louis.

holding my shoulder, and says softly, “That's a good girl. Only if you obey me

might like to hear such a domineering attitude from

But I don’t like

he wants to keep me like a mistress. I am quite clear about the relationship between us, but instinctively I do not want to admit, do not want to

at him firmly, but my heart is beating the drum, I don’t know if my attitude