  A man like Elton, could get any type of woman he wanted.

  

      How could he be willing to get into trouble for her?

  

      She took a deep breath. "Sorry, I'm too abrupt. I don't bother you."

  

      With that, she stood up and wanted to leave.

  

      But Elton's hand was still around her waist, she didn't get up all of a sudden, and fell back on the sofa. It pulled her thigh, and the pain made her gasp.

  

      "Your legs are still hurt?"

  

      Before she could speak, he had already lifted the hem of her dress.

  

      Elton had watched her body, but she still blushed and tried to cover herself. He had already seen clearly the swollen and purple bruises on her inner thighs.

  

      He thought about it.

  

      "I tossed her hard that night."

  

      "I was bewitched that night, lost control, and didn't realize that it was the first time for her."

 

  Doreen noticed the change in his eyes. Before she could speak, she heard someone behind him say, "Mr. Elton, do you want me to call a doctor for you?"

  

      "No."

  

      "Miss, why are you still here?" Levi Diaz saw Doreen.

  

      It was good enough for Mr. Elton, who hadn't driven her out but left her to soak in the hot spring. She was the first one to receive this treatment, but she was still here.

  

      "Are you looking for a doctor? I am." Doreen said.

  

      Elton glanced at Levi who was behind him, and then Levi shut up and backed out.

  

      "You're still young. How could you be a doctor?"

  

      Elton took off his coat and approached her.

  

      There was a faint smell of alcohol on his body. He pulled his tie. He looked a little annoyed, and his movements were rough. Doreen stepped forward and helped him.

  

      Elton didn't move, and let 

  "Why?" Elton's tone was casual.

  

      "When she was in high school, a boy was kicked out for fighting for her. After the Evans family got into trouble, she forced Mr. Evans to get engaged to her. She is not as innocent as she seems."

  

      "She's young."

  

      "She had worked. She's not young."

  

      Elton didn't say anything.

  

      When Doreen met his eyes, her heart missed a beat. But the next second, he looked away.

  

      "I'll go first."

  

      Elton stood up and headed for the elevator.

  

      There were two men in black who looked like bodyguards behind him.

  

      Doreen knew that he was not easy to get close to. If she missed this time, she would not know when the next time would be. She gritted her teeth, and rushed into the elevator at the last moment when the door closed.

  

      Elton's face was cold. His eyes were also indifferent.

  

      Doreen gasped, "Mr. Elton..."

  

      "You shouldn't come to me again."

  

      Doreen thought of what he had said a few days ago, and still felt cold.

  

      As the elevator ascended, it stopped on the 8th floor.

  

      There was a luxury suite in a resort. Elton strode into a room, and Doreen followed up. But she was stopped by the two men. "Miss, please stop."

  

      "Let her in."

  

      As soon as Doreen entered the room, the door was closed. Elton took off his suit jacket.

  

      "I want to talk to you about that cheque."

  

      "Cheque?"

  

      "That night..."

  

      Elton approached her. He smelled of sandalwood, cold, dangerous, and mysterious.

  

      "The money is not enough?" His voice was hoarse and seductive, so crisp that it made her feel numb.

  

      "Not for that." Doreen shook her head.

  

      If a man like him wanted to seduce her, few women would be able to refuse him.

  

      Seeing her forbearance and anxiety, he leaned over, and his lips pressed against her ear, "You came to me just to talk about that night?"

  

      Doreen froze, feeling a bit embarrassed to be seen through.

  

      "I..."

  

      "I heard that you are a doctor, and you must be very busy with work. But you are here at this time. I'm afraid it's not as simple as just wanting to talk to me about the cheque." Elton said and sat on the sofa.

  

      He stared at her as if he were looking at an interesting plaything.

  

      Doreen was young, her thoughtfulness was evident in the eyes of Elton who had been immersed in business for many years.

  

      "I want... your help."

  

      "That's your begging attitude?" Elton made an eye gesture to her telling her to sit beside him.

  

      Doreen paused for a while but sat down obediently.

  

      On the loveseat, her body clung to him.

  

      "I'm a businessman, what can you do for me if I help you?"

  

      Doreen had nothing.

  

      The only valuable thing was herself.

  

      "I... can I?" Her voice trembled.

  

      Elton smiled, put his hand on her waist, and touched it.

  

      She was beautiful and had a slender waist. It had a good touch feeling.

  

      No one knew that Mr. Elton loved a slender waist.

  

      In summer, the clothes were light. She could almost feel the thin calluses on his fingertips. He rubbed against the sensitive parts of her waist and made her tremble.

  

      Doreen could only endure it.

  

      But he said in her ear. "You think you are attractive and make me fall in love with you in one night?"

  

      In an instant, she felt that she had fallen into an icehouse.

A man like Elton, could get any type of woman he wanted.
  
      How could he be willing to get into trouble for her?
  
      She took a deep breath. "Sorry, I'm too abrupt. I don't bother you."
  
      With that, she stood up and wanted to leave.
  
      But Elton's hand was still around her waist, she didn't get up all of a sudden, and fell back on the sofa. It pulled her thigh, and the pain made her gasp.
  
      "Your legs are still hurt?"
  
      Before she could speak, he had already lifted the hem of her dress.
  
      Elton had watched her body, but she still blushed and tried to cover herself. He had already seen clearly the swollen and purple bruises on her inner thighs.
  
      He thought about it.
  
      "I tossed her hard that night."
  
      "I was bewitched that night, lost control, and didn't realize that it was the first time for her."
  
      "The next day, I deliberately took her to ride a horse again. It was th

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