Chapter 2 Man, Who Knew You!

Someone yanked her into the room, and her head bumped into a solid chest.

A strong smell of hormones assailed her nostrils. It was masculine and irresistible.

Vickie touched the man and rubbed his chest.

His muscles felt big, solid, and good.

Wait, was he naked?

She raised her head and saw the handsome face of a stranger.

He had a high nose bridge, a firm jaw, and deep eyes that narrowed. His long eyelashes drooped, casting shadows on his eyes.

His face looked like a perfect artifact.

She couldn't help but swallow.

"Handsome guy, I..."

"It's you." The man slightly opened his thin lips.

Her?

"Five years apart, you have the guts to come back?"

Vickie was even more surprised. Why wouldn't she dare to come back?

Even though she was not acknowledged by her family, she had the right to come back!

Before she could react, the man threw her on the bed.

Passionate kisses then rained down.

"Mmm..."

The man was aggressive, domineering, and arrogant.

The drug in her system was instantly activated, and a stream of heat rose from her lower abdomen.

"Mmm! Help!"

She tried to push him away, but when her hands touched his cool body, it felt so good that she couldn't help moving closer to the man.

"Vicky, you want it, I knew it!"

The man suddenly ripped open her dress.

Just then, there came a fit of rapid knocks on the door.

Vickie snapped back to her senses.

The man on top of her was grabbing her leg, and their naked bodies were stuck together.

She abruptly lifted her leg to kick him.

The man grunted in pain.

As he fell to the side, Vickie leaped off the bed and grabbed her clothes, ready to take flight.

When she just placed her hand on the door knob, the butler shouted outside, "Miss?"

Taken aback, she loosened her hand.

Hesitating, she suddenly felt a weight on her waist. An arm wrapped around her and flipped her over.

"Trying to escape?"

Her thin back hit the door, and she groaned in pain.

Those out there seemingly heard her voice and pounded the door heavily.

"Open the door! Open the door!"

Vickie felt desperate.

Now she was between a pack of wolves and a tiger.

This was it!

In the room, the man kissed her passionately, anxious to chew her up.

She pushed his head desperately and spoke in a coquettish voice, "Someone is here!"

"Looking for you? Your servants?"

"No, not really..."

"Then what are you nervous about?"

The butler snarled outside, "Pry it open!"

Startled, she hurriedly grabbed the man's arm. There was a hint of pleading in her eyes.

He snorted, "Beg me?"

"Please!"

"How are you going to beg me?" He arched his pretty brow, "You know what I want!"

Vickie gritted her teeth.

Shameless!

But now, her enemies outside were stronger.

She suddenly curled up her lips, and her eyes flickered seductively.

Throwing her arms around his neck, she lifted her head and kissed him.

Her ruddy mouth reached out, and she ventured to lick him clumsily like a kitten drinking water. The man was tantalized.

This woman always pleased him with such techniques.

He lifted her, but she looked away. Her aggrieved eyes landed on the door.

The man sneered, "You're still so cunning and avoiding any loss!"

Vickie thought to herself. Man, who knew you!

He pushed her to the rear and suddenly opened the door.

Outside, several men were holding instruments and bending down to pick the lock. As the door opened abruptly, they almost barged in.

When they raised their heads and saw the man, they were all shocked.

"Mr..."

"Get lost!" He snarled fiercely.

Without the guts to say another word, those men fled, scratching and scrambling.

He turned back, only to find Vickie gone.

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