Her tone sounded both arrogant and righteous.
Victor thought there was also contempt in her eyes.
"Rosalie, you are right. We have to be generous and compassionate, right? Hehehe."
Those little boys copied Rosalie's action just now, then shot all the coins in their hands at Victor.
The coins spilled all over the place where Victor stood.
If it was before, Victor would have given those boys from good families who as weak as the chicks a good fight.
However, this time he stood still and did not move a step.
"Hey you! Pick up the money!" The young boys yelled at him and laughing.
"Yeah! Stupid ass, there are coins on the ground!"
"Get down! Pick it up!"
The little boys stayed away from him, disgusted.
Rosalie had no interests on the boys’s farce. She left straightforward.
Until Rosalie left, she didn't even give a side-eye look at him.
The boys followed closely behind Rosalie's ass and flocked away.
This was the first time Victor felt his dignity was trampled on and humiliated!
To them, the rich young lords, and ladies, the poor have no dignity at all.
It is they who live at the bottom of society who idolizes their nobility, noble and unbeatable.
It made him remember the name, Rosalie completely from then on.
For him, it was not just a simple name, but a pillar of shame that has been fostered deep inside him ever since.
He also did not expect to recognize her at first sight after so many years.
Perhaps it was the nobility and pride deep in her eyes that never disappeared.
Victor didn't expect he would meet this young girl again after so many years. He had recognized her at first sight.
Today, she Rosalie no longer had the attitude of a young precious rich daughter.
In his Victor's tutelage, her self-esteem and pride are in tatters in his bed.
"Ten years ago the Woodsen family declared bankruptcy, her dad was sentenced to 15 years in prison, Rosalie's mother could not withstand the blow and committed suicide after a mental struggle, and ever since, Rosalie has been boarding at her aunt's house but her Aunt’s husband alcoholism, made her life worse..."
Victor thought of his assistant’s words after he had asked him to do some background investigation about Rosalie.
Father in prison,
Mother committed suicide,
Nice, quite interesting.
Victor lowered his eyes to look at Rosalie. She’s no longer a princess who lived in a castle anymore, but fallen into the dust and hell.
He laughed mockingly, and his hand went inside her robe and ravished her again.
Rosalie woke up in pain and looked at Victor in a daze. Her gaze incomparably disgusted and despised, her hands clasped tightly to herself.
Rosalie hated herself so much!
She was once again taken advantage of by this man.
And she even offered it to his door herself!
'Rosalie, you are so stupid!'
"Be my mistress, and when I'm tired of you, I'll give you that video and your freedom!" Victor angled his face at Rosalie, and said faintly, "One million dollars. Deal?"
Rosalie lifted the covers and got out of bed, picking up her clothes on the floor.
"As long as you say yes, I'll bring your aunt's magazine back from the dead and find your uncle a satisfying job. And you don't have to live with them anymore."
Victor's low and magnetic voice rang out behind her.
Rosalie's movement to get dressed was slightly paused, and she didn't even understand why she had this reaction. She hesitated.
A shameless rascal like this man, now he wants her to be his mistress. Shouldn't she slap him on his face?
Victor sensed her subtle reaction and the corners of his mouth curled slightly.
"You are smart. You must know that, maybe in less than a month I'll get tired of you. But for you, the subsequent benefits are immeasurable."
Victor then got up and wrapped his arms around her waist and came close to her ear, and said, "A sure-fire deal, isn't it?"
"You have investigated me?" Rosalie was silent for a long time before asking.
She glanced down at the hand that landed at her waist with a pang of nausea but didn't push Victor away.
"That's not the very point." His voice was bewitching and seductive.
She had come from a wealthy family but then to this situation, boarded at her aunt's home, and had to throw down her dignity and start struggling for every cent. She saw the dark side and rules of this world.
Should she really use herself to make a deal? With this powerful but dangerous man?
A deal.But would he really help her? Could she trust this sinful and unscrupulous man?Can he help bring her aunt's magazine back to life?Looking at Victor, Rosalie guessed he should not be thirty yet, but surprisingly, he was able to live in such a wealthy district.His status should not be underestimated."Give me a reason to believe you." Rosalie raised her eyes to meet his gaze and asked.Victor did not rush to answer, but stared at her and smiled.From her words, he knew she’s seriously considering his proposal and about to admit.Knowing how to weigh the pros and cons proved she wasn't particularly stupid but were her innate pride and dignity gone?But the calmness on her face made it harder for Victor to guess."Because I'm Victor, my name is the guarantee," he ruffled her dark hair, his hot lips kissing her back in a dense stream, "Give me the video you took that day."Victor? Rosalie convinced by his confidence a little bit.Finally Rosalie didn't refuse and gave him the on
Victor's naked, fiery gaze locked on her movements.Rosalie's fingertips trembled slightly and she pursed her red lips tightly, trying to keep the tears from flowing.The robe fell to the floor and she prepared to reach for her underwear when Victor instantly pounced her on the bed.An hour later, Rosalie finally arrived home.She went straight to take a bath, she didn't know how many times she washed herself before returning to her room, picking up the photos for the magazine, and calling out to her aunt.Seeing the photos she brought back, her aunt's eyes pumped with tears, and immediately told her to hurry up and write an article to break the news.She sat down in front of the computer with a sharp pain between her legs but had no motivation to hit the headlines.Thinking of the man who disgusted her so much, she opened G****e's encyclopedia. With hatred, she typed in the name "Victor".The page that came up made her freeze in place.The president of Bass Group?The Bass Group has
Why did we get separated?Could it be that the wind blew us apart?Her tiny voice came out slowly in her red lips, but it was immediately obliterated by the traffic in the street.Her lonely and thin figure stayed under the moon, very lonely and cold.Just then, a black Bentley braked hard at her side.Rosalie snapped back to attention. She was slightly stunned and wanted to move forward when she saw the window fall and the man's ice-cold face appear before her eyes.Rosalie wanted to run away."You, didn't you remember what I said?!" The man's icy gaze and cold voice became even more arrogant and domineering: "Get your ass over here!"She hated him, Victor!Rosalie looked at the unbearable Victor and wanted to go up and smack him. But she held back her anger and smiled like a cute girl: "Victor, I'm sorry, I have something to do tonight."She spoke softly and sweetly, and was ready to leave after she finished.Victor's face was even more gloomy, he got out of the car and grabbed her
Rosalie was indeed desperate.Vanessa's agency took their weekly magazine to court.Whether the lawsuit was won or lost, the lawyer's fees alone were too much for them to pay in their current situation.The money earned from the magazine had been used to pay off her uncle's gambling debts, and now there was no money left.And the only person she knows who can save the day was Victor.Had she known this guy had such a background, she would not have agreed to be his mistress.She was now dominated by this man.What a devious mind!Rosalie cursed the man's brilliant tactics as she sat on the sofa, leaning back slightly, sitting, changing positions one at a time, caught up in anxiety.Sorley, the maid, once again refilled her with fresh tea and politely said, "Miss, Sir is busy with work and will come back very late.""Okay, I'll go back first then," Rosalie responded politely and was leaving after she finished speaking.She had been coming for four days in a row and he hadn't waited for
Inside the suite was not only Victor himself, but a dozen men and women.The women were... All beautiful and extra sexy.Victor sat on a pricey sofa and leaned back slightly. The first two buttons of the shirt were not there, revealing his sexy and strong pectoral muscles.Rosalie, wearing a denim jacket, stood in the doorway, feeling out of place in this environment.A man hurriedly pushed aside the woman sitting beside Victor and greeted Rosalie to sit over.She had no choice but to walk over to him.Sitting next to Victor, she immediately squeezed out a smile and greeted everyone: "Hello everyone, I'm Rosalie.""How beautiful!"Victor's body moved slightly forward, picked up the glass in front of him, and looked meaningfully at Rosalie.Rosalie can't drink, probably with only one glass, she would be drunk."Scared?" Victor's mouth opened slightly, his contemptuous gaze fell on her domineeringly and said: "Drink or get out!""If I drink, will you help me deal with that lawsuit?" Her
"Let go!" She said aggressively.He asked her to drink, and now he's stopping her, what the hell!Victor was annoyed by her attitude.He tugged his tie off and threw it on the floor, and sat down on the sofa in exasperation.Rosalie kept drinking from her glass, and her thin body showed her fearless aura.Time passed by the minute.Rosalie couldn't remember how much she had drunk.The people around her watched her pick up the glass, drink, and put down the glass, simply looking stunned!Victor's deep cold eyes stared at her and saw her reveal her sexy collarbone, the wine fell low on her, making her look sexy and seductive.A few men on the side also stared at her with unblinking eyes and greedy faces.Suddenly, Victor raised his eyebrows gently and seemed to have a new idea. His two long legs were folded together and he said to the crowd in a lazy posture, "This lady with an innocent background has been tamed by me into a slutty and lowly secret whore."One of the greasy men brighten
She exited the restroom and ruffled her long hair while still reeling from the shock she had just experienced. Her eyes were flushed.After all these years, she had the pleasure of meeting him.But she was now in such a state that she did not deserve to be identified with him.But it's good to see that he's doing well.The warm light in the corridor fell on her miserable white face, and she fought back her tears as she continued to walk, each step like stepping on a cloud, soft and fluffy.Suddenly, a brute force pushed her closer to the corner, and she raised her eyes in pain to look at the person who came; Victor's tall body was standing in front of her, enveloping her thin figure.How could this man be here?"What are you doing?!" Rosalie, remembering what had just happened, was filled with resentment towards him and attempted to break away, but her body was powerless.Victor's knee suddenly passed between her legs, one hand picked up her chin, and his burning breath came close to
"He's the man I like."Rosalie no longer hid it.Didn't Victor want to know?Then tell him.She just liked Carter.Victor gave Rosalie a hard slap.Rosalie was smacked, and she fell backward on the bed, her head tilting to the side, her mouth bloodied at the corners and she stared at him incredulously."Victor, you hit me?!""I want you to remember, you are my woman, a woman I bought at a fair price, if you dare to cuckold me, I'll fucking cut you up!"Victor gazed at Rosalie and hissed word for word.Bastard!Rosalie was furious, feeling hurt: "You can rape my body, but you can never tell my heart who to love!"There was that disdainful gaze again, making Victor feel like his pride was being crushed and that he was being treated like a piece of trash and useless.Wasn't he?"Get out!"Victor's gaze was scarlet, fearing that he was losing his mind, and roared.Rosalie looked at the fierce Victor, got up, picked up her clothes, and left the room.She couldn't stop her tears from flowing