The Billionaire's Wild Rose

What could be more exciting for a paparazzo than the news of a popular celebrity's racy photos? Rosalie, hiding behind a large tree, kept pressing the shutter of her DSLR camera.

She had followed Vanessa for three days.

"Oh, Victor, you are so great... Ah... Emm..."

Vanessa's emotional voice came from inside a low-key luxury Maybach parked at the side of a deserted road while it's shaking violently.

"Victor, I want to be the female lead of that new movie. You will help me, right?" Vanessa asked while humming softly in pleasure. 

Rosalie could see she adjusted her position and hooked her long legs obediently around the man's waist.

What a big news! Popular actress’s dirty deal with a man for acting in the new movie! And the name of the guy called Victor!

"Hmm... the female lead, alright, it depends on how will you satisfy me," The man's voice was deep, and he buried his head between the woman's tender boobs.

Getting his reply, Vanessa resolutely closed her eyes in an effort to please this man. The car filling with the delightful scent of intimacy.

In order to become famous, subterfuge is nothing.

Rosalie adjusted the focus on the two people and began to video. 

She would be rich with such a big news in hand!

"Darling, are you happy to give me the role now, hum?"

Vanessa asked while panting. Such a soft and seductive voice, even made Rosalie get goose bumps, let alone men.

"Ewww, disgusting." Rosalie had a disgusted look on her face.

The man inside the car didn't respond to her question. He squeezed Vanessa's jaw, "Move harder."

Oh my God! Rosalie who was hiding outside the car and recording even wished herself was deaf now!

"It's already been more than half an hour, dear..." Vanessa pouted and said

Vanessa’s body swayed ferociously once more, "Oh...Victor, I..I am really.. you are going to tear me apart...ah."

The man seemed to be dissatisfied with her movements, then he brutally rolled the woman over, pressing her underneath him.

"Oh no! Don’t show me your back, man!" Rosalie complained in her heart. She could only film the man's back now, "Your back is not as valuable as your face!"

But there were a lot of photos already, enough to create a storm in the field.

Holding the camera, she decided it was time to stop and fled away.

Boom-- OUCH!

Just as Rosalie was ready to leave, her forehead seemed to have hit something... and it liked someone’s toned chest!

"You are leaving? We're not finished yet."

With the man's low, teasing voice, she knew the worst had happened.

Rosalie's heart thumped, and even with her head down, she still felt the killing eyesight of the man.

But her legs felt like lead, she wanted to run but couldn't even move a step.

"Head up, look at me." The man ordered.

Rosalie looked at the man sheepishly.

The man who had just been in the car was now staring at her viciously.

His about six-foot-eight height enveloped her tiny figure, his unbuttoned black and white striped shirt revealed a lean chest, and the lust in his gaze had not yet dissipated.

"I, I, why shouldn't I go if I wanted to?"

Rosalie continued to play it cool even though she was clearly panicking inside.

She looked straightly at this man to hide her guilty and nervousness. At this point, Rosalie finally saw his face clearly.

He is actually a very handsome guy, tall and fit as well. He’s younger than Rosalie had imagined. She thought Vanessa might date an older rich man for this secret deal.

If it was not for this situation, this man would definitely be all the women's crush. Obviously, Rosalie was not in the mood to appreciate how hot and charming this man was.

The man came closer, closer towards Rosalie, and he even violently ripped off the few remaining buttons of his shirt...