Millionaire In Love With Me

“Tsk, tsk, tsk … you are really a treasure of your parents’ heart. Your parents are actually willing to give all the properties under their name to Anthony and me in order to get back your unsavory video.”

“Yara Sain, get down on your knees and beg me. Hahahaha, beg me, maybe if you beg me, I’ll give you back these videos.”

“I still prefer a few people to ‘play’ together, you ah, is not suitable for opening a company, should open a club, with your bed kung fu, tsk, tsk, how many men to die ah.”

“You want to kill me, Yara Sain, don’t dream about it.”

“Oooh … Yara, mom only wants you to have a good life in this life.”

“Your child I sent away with your father, with that child around you will live in the shadows for the rest of your life.”

“Yara, don’t blame dad and mom for being hard-hearted ah, we just want you to live a happy life, it’s mom and dad useless ah …”

…

Everything from the past came to mind, like a movie on fast forward, presenting the grey stories of her past one by one.

The pain, struggle, torment, set ten thousand emotions rushed to the heart, that kind of pain is unable to use words and words can express.

She remembered.

She remembered everything that had happened with Mike Cheal and everything that had happened.

She remembered more clearly the night she was set up by Mike Cheal and the crazy nights she had with so many men.

Every scene, every frame, is like a sharp dagger in her heart stabbing constantly, bloody, bloody pain, bloody lessons.

It turns out that Mike Cheal is such a vicious, yet hateful man.

Vivian had helped her hide too much, too much.

She was ashamed of her mother, her father, her children, and everyone around her.

Yolanda clenched her teeth and slowly opened her eyes to look at Mike Cheal, her bright eyes locked with his for a few seconds, and then she beamed and scolded, “Mike, why are you doing this? This is a restaurant, you are not afraid of being seen. Really!”

Hearing her words, Mike Cheal’s brain briefly short-circuited.

For some reason, in the moment when she opened her eyes, Mike Cheal seemed to be able to see a hint of intense hatred and killing intent in her eyes, but she was clearly smiling.

No, it must be an illusion.

Yolanda …

Oh, no, at this moment she is Yara Sain.

A Yara Sain who has been awakened to kill and carry the hatred.

Since then, there is no more Yolanda in this world.

“Mike, let’s change places.”

Yara Sain raised her hand around his neck and took the initiative to kiss him on the cheek, while leaning on his shoulder, murmuring, “Miss you.”

“Huh? Oh, good, good, hahahahaha …”

Mike Cheal didn’t expect Yara Sain to be so forthcoming and couldn’t stop talking with joy.This text is property of Nô/velD/rama.Org.

So, the two left the restaurant hand in hand and went straight to the nearby hotel.

The Imperial Hotel.

Mike Cheal opened a presidential suite, put his arm around Yara Sain’s waist, and the two of them got into the elevator and entered the suite.

The moment the door closed, the man couldn’t wait to press her against the wall and lower his head to kiss her red lips.

“Shhh~”

Yara Sain raised her right hand and put up her index finger against his lips, “Take a shower, okay? I’m not used to the smell of smoke on you, it’s too strong.”

“Oh? Haha, okay.”

Mike Cheal nodded and reached out to pinch her face, “You’re such a badass, you little leprechaun.”

“Not as bad as you are.” Yara Sain hooked her fingers in his tie and yanked it forward, biting him lightly on the lips, “Go on.” She pushed him away again.

That move, the style of a lot of, teasing Mike Cheal the whole heart and soul, the body is hot, blood spurting.