Chapter 2 Stop Feigning Innocence

"Go back!" Zack slightly opened his thin lips and spat two words.

"Yes, boss!" Dave hurriedly looked away from the rearview mirror.

Just now, his mouth was agape in shock.

His boss suffered from serious mysophobia. Anyone, especially women, was not allowed to approach him but must stay one meter away at least.

But his boss approached this girl on his own!

"Let... let go!" Renee was losing her consciousness.

About to lose herself, she itched to jump into the man's arms, kiss him... and even...

No!

She shouldn't!

Renee shook her head vigorously.

The water on her head was shaken off to Zack's face. With a hint of anger, he further tightened his grip on Renee's arm and spoke in an unchallengeable tone, "Don't move!"

He quickly pulled over a blanket and wrapped it around her. In so doing, the disgusting water on her body would not stain him.

In fact, his body was already stained by the rainwater.

Losing control, Renee involuntarily pounced on Zack and reached out for his neck.

With disdain, Zack shook off her hand and snarled, "If you move again, I'll send you back to that old man!"

"No, don't!" Renee drew back her hand in fear.

But...

She couldn't control herself!

Her body itched to draw close to Zack.

With on hand, Zack lifted her chin, slightly lowered his head, and spoke in a contemptuous tone, "Do you need a man so much?"

He leaned very close to Renee. When he spoke, his warm breaths assailed her slightly opened mouth. Consumed by the internal heat, she pounced on the man and kissed him on the lips regardless of everything...

No!

Not like this!

It was not her intention!

Her lips were wrapped by the man. She wanted to pull back, but he wouldn't let her.

Under his superb kiss and the effect of drugs, Renee could only follow his move and even... enjoyed it...

The Maybach finally drove into the luxurious Wright's house that resembled a palace. Clasping her waist, Zack picked up the already limp woman and headed directly to the bedroom on the second floor under the strange gazes of the butler and servants.

As soon as he entered the room, Zack couldn't wait to reach for her collar. Following a Chee-ah, her dress was torn to halves, and the man jumped at her...

Renee was the drugged one. Why was he the more anxious one?

In Zack's view, it was because of the woman's excellent skills in seduction.

...

The following day.

Still, in drowsiness, Renee woke up, struggled to lift her heavy eyelids, and moved her body, only to feel a crushing pain.

She cast her eyes up and saw a European painting of the 13th or14th century right in front of her.

Renee looked around. The room was extremely big. It should be five or six hundred square meters in size. In European style, it was decorated magnificently with antiques and resplendent items.

Renee wanted to lift the quilt and get out of bed. As soon as she moved, an overwhelming pain from her body attacked her.

She lifted the quilt, only to find her body naked.

Immediately, she jerked back into the soft quilt.

"Stop feigning innocence."

When she just hung her head, a mocking male voice came over.

The man's voice sounded pleasant, but his words were irritating.