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The man with the tattoo thought about it for a while. Then he said disdainfully, "Enough, girl, don't do unnecessary struggle. Since you’re here, you can only surrender and tolerate. Be ready to accept my stuff!"

The man with the tattoo changed his face, and gritted his teeth, "You guys stay at the door. I have to teach her how to serve men.”

"Well, enjoy yourself!"

They smiled and went out.

There was only the man with the tattoo and Rylee in the room.

Rylee held the sofa, standing up little bit. Suddenly, she lifted her leg and kicked over.

She also learned some Taekwondo.

Although she didn’t learn well, it was also Taekwondo.

That man was stunned and quickly defended. He lifted his arm to block her feet.

"Not bad! You actually know how to fight! Fun!"

The man obviously didn’t take it seriously. He grinned.

Rylee kicked him several times in a row, but all were blocked by him. When she kicked over again, the man with the tattoo suddenly hugged her leg.

"Bitch! What can you do? Bring it on! When I’m in your body, you will know how powerful I am."

Rylee wanted to push away the man, but he was very heavy. No matter how hard she tried, she couldn’t push him away!

So she was about to bite him. The man quickly escaped, "Bitch, you’re really crazy!!"

The man pressed against Rylee’s legs, and used force to put her arms over her head. Rylee couldn’t move. Then the man took a handcuff from behind. He smirked and shook the handcuff in front of Rylee, "See, this is a good thing. Let it play with you. Then you’ll be obedient!"

Rylee was frightened.

He actually had handcuffs!

Rylee used her all force to pushed him back, and kicked his chest. Then she climbed on the floor.

The man cursed and pressed himself on Rylee, which made Rylee feel dizzy.

The man rode on Rylee and held her hands over her head. Then he locked the handcuff on her wrist.

After doing this, he stood up and kicked Rylee’s ass, "See how you run now?"

Rylee lay on the floor and gasped, feeling so desperate.

This time, she was screwed up!

Timothy and Kenneth were at a dinner party. Kenneth was dissatisfaction, “Boss, how could you agree to let such a girl interview me? I have never gotten along with those media. You also know those paparazzies just like to shoot me and gossipy which women I raised. If she interviews me, she will ask these shit questions. It’s so annoying!"

While saying, Kenneth drunk up a glass of wine.

Timothy didn’t pick up the wine glass at all. He just sat lazily in the sofa and stretched his legs. He was just like a beast who was ready to catch his preys.

he looked so handsome, the look in his eyes were

your glory history! Isn't

while, Timothy said out these

you who have to receive the interview. It won’t reveal you. Boss, you can't be too biased. You really give her what she wants? If she says that she wants to drink my blood,

said faintly, "If she really wants to

said, "I am too sad! Boss, since you have her, you immediately abandon

is not smooth, just wait for me

Timothy sneered.

wanted to

rang. He answered it,

is going to find you! I can't stop her... Maybe

feeling

annoyed

rubbed his eyebrows,

you. Boss, Felicia is good. How about just marring her? Anyway, her father

face. He said angrily, "Bullshit!

He whispered, "You’re unhappy, but you

of Timothy

close again, "Hey, see? She’s

was so angry that he slapped the phone

Don't be angry. I can

picked up the phone. Seeing the phone number, he was stunned first,

rolled his eyes at

Kenneth said, "It’s Rylee!"

it, Timothy

was a call

mobile phone screen, then he couldn't help but felt warm. Rylee’s face immediately popped into his mind. She looked

face

Kenneth, then cleared his throat. After that,

"Hey? What’s up?"

something to deal with, she would call

Rylee’s sweet voice,

What happened?

help but

on Timothy’s face. Seeing it, he was scared and moved back a

hard to listen to the sound in the

dinner were talking and

was wrong

not that kind of

had a

so

"Shut up!"

yelled. He had

didn't know it was Timothy's order, so they were still chatting and laughing. Then, one of Timothy’s

two seconds, the big banquet hall

stood up, frowned