Sealed With The Sex Contract

Donna Shaw stood in the doorway, tugging the corners of her coat in an uneasy manner.She looked down at her muddy white shoes and was too scared to move forward.

"Come here."

Paul Martin said as he took off his suit.

lt was obvious that the sleeve of his white shirt on his right arm had been cut into a large hole by a knife that the blood soaked through his sleeve, making it a shocking sight.

When Donna saw his wound, she hurriedly took off her shoes and ran over to him in her bare feet.

She held Paul's arm tremblingly, forcing herself to restrain the blood-sickness left over from that previous incident, "You bleed a lot!"

Donna's eyes were filled with tears as she spoke.

As her mother was seriously ill and needed money to play huge medical bills, she had to work in a bar every night.

Just now she chose the alley next to the bar to go back to the hospital in order to save time to take care of her mother, but did not expect to meet three hooligans tonight.

If this man hadn't happened to pass by and saved her, she dreaded to think what would happen tonight.

"Give me the medicine box."

Paul said indifferently while pushing her away to sit on the luxurious black leather sofa in an elegant gesture.

large and somewhat exaggerated medicine box on a wooden shelf of rosewood

"Wait."

Paul stopped Donna.

blood-stained dress, he said with disgust, "You

the medicine cabinet

and saw the dried blood spots on her dress, her cheeks flushed red, she turned around

closed bathroom door,

Donna's head, causing

looked at the white mist in front of her and her mind

male shirt hanging on the shelf through the water mist, making her

shirt was so large that it made Donna look

covered her buttocks, resulting in her jade-like white legs

messy but it also made her small face

a click of the door

outstretched feet felt cold and instinctively shrank back, and at

took out her phone from

her mother's anxious voice, "Donna, why

I'm still on late shift.'' Donna held the door frame and tried to calm herself down, "I'll probably be working late, so

worriedly, "Don't

fee for bed 32, or we'll have

got a big case today, and I will pay the bill tomorrow.’’ Paul wondered if he