Slaved To A BEAST

Chapter 2

He was amazingly handsome and chilling. The impeccable charcoal suit highlighted his huge figure. Broad shoulders give people a kind of strength and strength.

She looked intently at his face, and her short black hair clung to his head, and looked beautiful, and her thick black eyebrows draped over his bright dark circles, which were long and thick like a woman's. Everything contained in the square face made this dazzling face look more prominent.

Tayakey painstakingly swallowed saliva, and a handsome figure burst out in her shriveled throat, making her body hotter than ever before. A strange feeling that had never happened ran around his body and then crammed into his abdomen. He stared at her with bolder eyes, as if to take her clothes off her one by one, and her heart beat like a beaten drum.

Slowly she looked away, and looked down at her beautiful wavy lips, a beautiful bulge beneath her nose, and a green beard on his strong chin. How would you feel if your beautiful lips and your plump lips fit perfectly together? Is it happiness or pain?

But what I know in my heart is. . .

He is dangerous.

It's dangerous to her body and heart.

She heard the sound of the heavy wind from the terrible handsome man in front of her on her beautiful wavy lips, just before her burly, huge, towering body stood high above her head. Tayakey got up quickly, then stepped back and fled in horror from the brutal power shining in his sapphire eyes.

He had something that hurt her dead heart. . .

"Have you worked here long?"

He asked as he walked, pushing her into a corner, some of the backboards hitting the wall, and his round black eyes looked in horror at the face of the tiger now standing before him.

"I worked part-time for five days."

His voice trembled as he answered the question, and he looked at him with paranoia, first startled, then he pressed his arms and feet against the wall of the room and put his emaciated body inside. This unfamiliar intimacy makes a girl's blood boil, as if it were ignited.

"So you've been asleep for five days."

He smiled cunningly, while she was pale and had not had time to admit the truth.

"I admit I did sleep, but if you will, can you listen to my explanation before deciding to fire me?"

Her eyes never left her beauty, and her feelings for any woman had never happened since she first met her, which drove her heart mad. Or Hollywood stars suddenly leave and only see her.

"Give me an excuse, maybe I'll pretend I don't know."

The man bowed his head, and the tip of his pretty half nose almost hit the cheek of the trembling girl standing in the cage, her young cheek red.

"Well... I go to work at 6pm and get off at midnight, but if you check my credit card time, you will know that I get off work at midnight every day and never write OT. This is true."

Marco Lollipop smiled and looked at the girl's long, plump red mouth. He hardly knew what she had just said, how she said it, or how she explained it.

But what he really cares about is your plump lips and beautiful kiss color. . . Want to try it.

Tayakey asked him when he didn't answer, just staring at her.

"Do you understand what I'm saying? Please don't report what you see to my company or your boss if you like."

Marco raised his eyebrows in surprise.

"My boss? Who do you think I am?"

The young man smiled when she knew her face was unparalleled.

Is there any woman who doesn't know him? . .

Marco Berlusconi.

Mark is the perfect hybrid of Thailand and Italy. He is the embodiment of Marco's handsome, ferocious and ruthless. It is obvious from two brave eyes that the young man is decisive. Always ruthless in the business world, . The whole world wants to venture close to tigers like Marco.

But who knew horses were more dangerous than hungry lions? He never needed women, he hated them, like millipedes, because women are hungry people. They always try every means to get what they want, no matter how much their actions will make anyone sad or lose. They are terrible hypocrisy.

He would use them as rags, and throw them on the ground when he used them, and it would cost a little money. They were so happy that the rubber on their faces was a few inches thicker.

They are perfect only when he is lonely and needs to release the power of s*x until he is bored and then thrown away. It is enough for women to use their money.

The picture of her mother crying because she was robbed of her husband by another prostitute made Marco raise her slender mouth and show a mocking smile when she was young.

Marco remembers his biological mother, Isabel, breaking up with his father, Maisie Vaughn, a Thai businessman, at the age of 13. For a distressing reason, Mesuwan had a mistress, and his mistress and 10-year-old son Chatnakorn immediately became her main wife after his mother divorced from her parents. When I was a year old, the situation made me realize that my father had been unfaithful to his mother for 10 years, maybe longer. . .

Since then, he and Messio have not been in touch. He has no relationship with his father anymore. Marco doesn't need any property, because there is only one thing. . . The only thing that will keep him in touch with Macy Vaughn is pedigree.

Marco clenched his chin and his eyes were frightened.

If he didn't want to run a new department store in Thailand, even if he led the elephant, he would never set foot in his father's homeland.

"Aren't you the one in charge of monitoring our work?"

The sweet sound of a beautiful little girl's glass bell pulled Marco back to the present. The young man stuffed his wounded past into a hole, covered it with dirt, and then turned and stared at the girl in front of him. Her round and clear eyes made a young man laugh, and now his heart was beating, and her sweet little girl exposed everything on her face.

He usually doesn't talk to any woman for more than five minutes except in bed, but she gives him too much fun because she listens to her words with her beautiful face.

He hates all women. . . But with her, why is it so far away from the word?

Shameless and rude. This word is worthy of this little girl.

"No! Do you really not know me?"