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.

“I didn't say that.” He rolls over and presses me under him, his eager desire pressing against the softest part of me. “If

Frances Louis says as his long hands takes off my underpants and his gun goes straight into

over from the last night. I feel obvious uncomfortable and my lower body is about

all, but becomes fiercer and

treats every woman the same,

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

In my heart,

I am cheap, but forced to today

a deep breath, put my hands around Frances Louis' neck, and my body

Frances Louis, like an indefatigable beast, bit by bit swallows me up and

is over, it is already noon.

Frances Louis dresses slowly, his tall figure stands

you serve me well,

Live here?

How could

have to live here. I promise I'll be

me feel that I have

with a man like him would take my breath away. If we

with Steven Song now, working as his nanny, and making at least tens of thousands of dollars a month. When I pay back

Louis didn't seem to buy it. He turns and looks me up and down with ink-like eyes.

you think you have the right to

No, I don’t.

accept my

“I have to get back to

This answer seems to satisfy

holding my shoulder, and says softly, “That's a good girl. Only if you obey me will I relent. You don’t need to pack anything. I'll

If I were another woman, I might like to hear such a

But I don’t like it.

Frances Louis’s attitude now is like that he wants to keep me like a mistress. I am quite clear about the relationship between us, but instinctively I do not want

that money can't buy.” I look at him firmly, but my heart is beating the drum, I don’t know if my attitude would offend him.