Outside the window, a bolt of lightning flashed across the sky, and a few rays of light were reflected in the dark room.
When she looked up, she saw a man taking off his clothes not far away. When he invaded her, she felt his strength.
She didn't expect that his figure was much bigger and stronger than she had imagined.
His abdomen was full of bulging muscles, full of strength.
No woman could resist such a figure.
He leaned to one side.
Because of the light, she could only vaguely see the outline of his side face.
It was an extremely evil and young face.
She had been working here for three months.
Her job was to clean this empty private villa. She could leave after working for six hours a day.
As for the owner of this villa, she had never seen him before.
She knew very little about him.
And all the topics about the owner of this place were related to them.
Amelia had no interest in these things.
She never paid attention to them.
She only knew that the owner of this villa rarely came back.
There were only a few guards here except for a gatekeeper.
She had always thought that the mysterious master here was old enough, but she didn't expect him to be so young.
"Have you seen enough?"
"..." Amelia's face turned slightly red.
She looked away.
"Does this man have eyes for the back view?"
How did he know that she was looking at him?
"Have you decided how to atone for your sins?"
"You only have one minute."
Hearing this, Amelia's brain was like a rapidly turning motor, thinking quickly.
Suddenly, she thought of something and said, "Sir, you drank a lot tonight.
I think you must be feeling very uncomfortable now.
Eating something will make your stomach more comfortable.
Shall I make you something to eat?"
"She didn't hear his voice for a long time, so she nervously tugged at her palm.
It seemed that this would not work.
She made wild guesses about this man in her heart.
He was about to say another solution.
He suddenly spat out a word in a cold voice.
"Go!"
"Yes, sir.
I'll go now."
Amelia's footsteps were so fast that they seemed to be running.
The door opened, and before he could take half a step forward, a cold voice came again.
"You'd better not think about running away. You know the consequences."
The sound of the telephone made Amelia's body tremble subconsciously, and then she went out and closed the door.
The door was closed, and William suddenly felt a little annoyed.
He sat on the big bed with his head down and lit a cigarette.
The scarlet light reflected on his handsome and cold side face.
His face was dignified, and he looked like the ruler of the night.
The smell of her still lingered in the air.
Smelling this aura, the desire that had not faded away grew stronger and stronger.
Damn it, he would never admit that he was attracted by a servant.
He restrained himself.
However, the aura in the air was like a catalyst, which made him want to feel pain all over.
He pressed the cigarette into the ashtray, twisted it hard, walked to the bedside, and picked up the internal telephone. ...
When she came downstairs, she saw a middle-aged man with brown hair walking past her with an exquisite and beautiful woman.
The man was about forty years old.
He was dressed in standard formal clothes and wore white gloves.
At a glance, one could tell that he was a housekeeper.
He should be the one standing at the door just now.
As for the sexy and beautiful girl behind him, she must be the woman who will serve that man tonight.
Amelia frowned.
She could already imagine what kind of improper man the owner of this place was.
As soon as she thought that she had been mistaken for this woman and he had touched her, she felt sick.
When she looked at them, their eyes fell on her at the same time.
The man looked at her expressionlessly and didn't say anything.
However, the woman next to him looked at her with hostility.
Perhaps only women could feel this kind of hostile look.
Amelia found it funny.