Kara Martin was known as Miss Perfect. She was a beauty with good personality and successful career. Unfortunately, her life changed at one night. She was accused of adultery, losing her job, and abandoned by her fiance. The arrogant man who slept with her did not want to take responsibility. He even threatened to kill her if they met again. What’s worse, Kara was pregnant with twins and she chose to give birth to them. Four and a half years later, Kara returned to work at a large company. As the secretary, she would frequently face their notorious CEO. Kara thought it wouldn't be a problem, but as it turned out ... the CEO was the father of the twins! *** Hi, guys! If you like this book, you might also like my other stories: CEO's Love in Trap (about Cayden) Mr. President's Lost Wife (about Sky) The Heiress' Mysterious Bodyguard (Emily & Cayden's love story) Mr. CEO, You Have to Marry My Mommy (Sky & Louis' love story)
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Frank Harper gasped as he saw a slender shoulder full of hickeys. The purple marks were everywhere, even near the mole at the arousing position.
Still with his mouth gaped, Frank stared at the girl’s face. Her lipstick and mascara were messily smeared. Realizing his brutality, Frank rushed to get his cell phone.
“You and those nine bodyguards are useless! Don’t you think that I paid you enough?” Frank swore as soon as someone received the call.
"Sorry, Sir. Didn’t you tell us to take some rest? You said you wanted to celebrate the anniversary with your fiancee.”
“Fiancee? I don't even know this girl!”
Frank glared at the girl with piercing eyes. Hatred had burned his soul.
Every time his fiancee tried to seduce him, his control never wavered. But now? How could he ruin his perfect image with a stranger?
“Investigate the bar! Someone had put drugs in my drink last night. And find out where Isabela is now! She never canceled appointment without any information before."
"What about the girl with you, Sir? Do I need to investigate her?”
Frank gritted his teeth. How could the girl still be asleep when his anger had exploded?
"I will handle her."
After putting the cell phone on the table, Frank hurried to get dressed. Then, without a shred of hesitation, he slapped the girl with a glass of water.
“Hmmph!”
Kara spontaneously scooped up her face and got up. As soon as she saw a handsome man with messy hair, she was flabbergasted. "Who are you?"
“I'm the one who should be asking. Who are you?"
Frank raised an eyebrow. His face was not friendly at all. His gray eyes radiated deathly cold aura.
"Wait a minute! This is my room. Why are you acting like this is your room?” Kara replied with a higher tone. She didn't realize that her clothes weren't sticking to her body anymore.
"You don’t know who I am?" Frank muttered with one brow pressed against the forehead. A second later, he snorted. “This is my hotel, and this room ... I have specially prepared it for my fiancee. So, stop making it up!”
“You're the one who make it up! My team has rented three rooms at this Harper's Hotel since yesterday afternoon. Look, my suitcase ....”
Kara gasped when she found her clothes scattered near the man's feet. As soon as the memory of last night's dream rose, her eyes widened.
"You ...!" Kara pulled the blanket with a look of horror. "What have you done to me?"
With his hands stuffed in the pockets, Frank stepped forward. “I'm the one who should be hysterical. How could I touch a lowly girl as ugly and stupid as you?”
Leaning forward, he observed the look on his victim. He felt she was overreacting. Those amber eyes trembled too violently.
"Tsk, even a Samoyed dog is much classier than you."
The man looked at her like she was the most disgusting creature in the entire world. Kara was lost for words.
“Stop your charade! You must be glad you slept with me. Millions of women yearn for that opportunity. You should be grateful, while I ...” Frank snorted and shrugged. "Last night was the worst nightmare in my life."
"You've clearly taken advantage of me. Now, you think I'm a trash?”
Kara's tears began to flow. Her frustration had reached its peak.
“You are the trash. You are like a speck in a flawless expensive painting. You don't deserve to enter my canvas. Therefore, forget what happened between us and never come to see me! If I see you outside this room, don't blame me if you disappear from the world."
"You think I want to be touched by you? You are the real trash! You have snatched my fiance’s rights! You must take responsibility!” Kara rebuked in a trembling voice. Her energy had indeed been drained, but anger forced her to refuse to be silent.
Meanwhile, Frank narrowed his eyes. ‘This girl still wants to play victim? She even dares to pressure me with demands?’ He snorted sarcastically.
"I'm not asking you to marry me," Kara explained swiftly. "You just need to explain your crime to my fiancé."
"Was my warning not clear enough?" Frank asked in a displeased tone. Still with his hands stuffed in his trouser pockets, he placed his face a few inches in front of Kara. “I … don't want … to deal with you … anymore.”
The man's tone was not kidding. Kara almost shuddered, but she kept her chin up.
Unfortunately, before she could speak up, the man had already pushed her forehead with his forefinger. A second later, he walked away while cleaning his hand with a silk cloth embroided with spun gold.
"Hey!"
Kara rushed in pursuit. However, as she managed to grab the man's arm, he immediately pressed her against the wall.
"You think I'm kidding?" Frank tightened his grip on Kara's neck, not caring if she was gasping for air.
“I don't want to see this disgusting face of yours, let alone be touched by your filthy hands. Once again you come to me, your life will end that very second."
Frank went away. Kara immediately collapsed and coughed. She didn't have the strength to keep up anymore. While clutching the blanket, she could only stare at the door and cry uncontrollably.
Suddenly, a pair of pantofels appeared again. Kara looked up. When she found a man with bloodshot eyes, she gasped.
“Finnic?”
The man sighed in disbelief. “So, this is how you behave behind me?”
Kara blinked. Her tongue turned stiff. "No .... It's not what you think, Fin."
Gritting his teeth, Finnic tossed a phone. Watching the video on it, Kara's body trembled hard.
"Why are you doing this, Kara? I really love you. You asked me to wait until we get married. I accepted. But you did it with Rolland? A month before our wedding? Are you hurting me on purpose? Or you’re getting cocky because everyone calls you Miss Perfect?”
Kara's throat constricted. Her heart broke seeing Finnic's tears.
“Please … trust me, Fin. I didn't sleep with Mr. Rolland."
"Enough Kara! Every word from your mouth feels like a thousand needles piercing my heart. You have broken my trust, my dreams, my hopes. From this moment on, I don't want to see you around me, even in our city.”
"But—"
“You will regret for betraying me! Wherever you go, I’ll make sure you suffer. There would be no place that would accept a loathsome girl like you.”
Finnic slammed the door and stepped out.
“Wait ..., Finnic!”
Kara tried to catch up, but her knees were still weak. She hit the floor again. The only thing she could do was to lament her fate.
At the same day, the dismissal email came. Her social media was flooded with insults. Everyone unfriended her. In the blink of an eye, Kara's world had turned dark.
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