The night was very quiet, and their heartbeats could be heard clearly.
Myron Gray raised his head and looked at Meesha Kyle's pale face when she didn't respond to his actions.
No woman had ever reacted indifferently when he placed them on the bed. Many women wished to sleep with him passionately, and this girl did not even react.
She was apathetic and depressed. She had closed her eyes and didn't want to look at him.
Myron Gray's eyes darkened as he grabbed her chin tightly forcing her to look at him as if he wanted to smash it with his fingers.
“What? Why are you behaving indifferently? Is there something wrong between us?” He asked in a hoarse voice. Meesha Kyle couldn’t answer but slowly opened her teary eyes and looked into his dark and deep eyes.
“I purchased you and I am doing
