Entangled With Mysterious Billionaire

Emily moved, feeling that she was lying in a bed this time, with a cold sting on the back of her hand. Her eyelids were too heavy to open. She tried several times to wake herself up. A cold needle was stuck on the back of the hand, hanging physiological saline on the top of the head. Emily's eyes were red. She had been locked in that dark place for two years. She has not touched the outside world in the past two years. At this moment, seeing the infusion bottle can make her feel familiar. I remember when I was young, my mother often took me to infusion. Thinking of her mother, tears roll down like beads. Is there any chance for her to return to her parents in her life? Emily was even more sad and even gave out two sobs. But then a voice sounded: "What are you crying about?" She didn't even notice that the terrible man was sitting in the sofa in the corner! He put down the book in his hand, walked to the bedside with his back hands, and stared at her with listless eyes. Emily looked at him, and it was almost certain that the man was absolutely blind. But she did see him reading just now. It was strange. Nicola frowns. The woman's cry voice is as pitiful as the weaned kitten. But when she thought of what she wanted to escape from, a burst of anger came to her mind. "Feed her something to eat and clean it up." After leaving this sentence, Nicola walks away on crutches. Two silent maids come forward and help Emily pull out the infusion needle. "Where is this?" The maid completely ignored Emily's inquiry and just did her own thing quietly. When a bowl of hot rice porridge and several delicate dishes were served on the table, a loud gurgling sound came. Emily blushed. She had not eaten for nearly two days. The dishes and tableware were very exquisite, which she had never seen in the past two years. I haven't eaten such delicious food for a long time. Emily wolfed down the food in the bowl and said timidly to the maid, "Can I have another bowl?" When the man standing behind the curtain of the door started to talk, the woman looked really different from the three before. Then his face tightened again. Thinking of the three women who dared to commit suicide, he felt a sense of humiliating anger. Is it because he is blind that these women would rather die than leave him! The assistant beside him sighed when he saw his face changing from cloudy to sunny. He has followed Master Bo for many years and knows well what an excellent person he is. But since the accident, the young master's temperament The new woman should not know about the woman who committed suicide before. Although she looks open-minded now, I'm afraid... she won't last long. Emily belched loudly and was slumping in the chair to rest. She is also open-minded anyway. It is better to take it here than in the organization. It's just the man who is slightly neurotic Whatever you are afraid of, there is a sound of footsteps. Nicola appears in the reception room. "Beat your back." With two simple words, Emily knows what she should do. He stood up silently, walked behind him, and kneaded his shoulder with his small hands. Women's hands are very soft, with just the right strength, and they can squeeze every acupoint and joint. Not inferior to top massage masters. The people who are taught by Leng Yao are really unusual. Emily carefully massages Nicola. In the past two years in the organization, she has learned many things about waiters. "Weigh a little. Don't you have enough?" The man's tone was teasing and sounded good. Emily is relieved. As long as he is not angry, it is better than anything! Press his shoulder with all his strength. As he said, make him happy. Does it make him happy, so he doesn't have to do "that" thing that makes him happy? The man's hand stretched out from behind and touched Emily's straight calf. Along the skirt, slowly grope upward. Her movements became stiff, but she dared not stop. But even so, it still caused men's dissatisfaction. "Why doesn't it move?" Nicola's hand is still groping along her leg. Because he was blind, his touch became unexpectedly sensitive. The legs are long and thin, but the muscles are evenly distributed and strong. Only such a woman can do things that are unexpected to him again and again. At the thought of the woman's escape, Nicola was angry again: "Why did you escape?" Emily bit her lip and considered it carefully. After a long time, she replied, "I'm afraid you'll take me..." Before the words were finished, the man's hand on her thigh suddenly tightened, and his voice was cold: "Afraid of me? You just hate staying with me!" Nicola's finger sleeve is long and powerful, but Emily looks like a devil's claw. She tries to bear the fear that keeps surging in her heart and quickly explains: "No, no, no! I'm afraid you will send me back to the organization!" It seems that the bottom line of this man is that others are afraid of him. As long as you don't touch here, it should be safe in general. Obviously, Nicola is satisfied with this answer. He let go and stroked Emily's legs, picked up the book on the coffee table, and began to read. Emily lifted her head secretly, and sure enough, there was not a word on the book. There were rows of holes on the page, and the man's long fingers gently stroked it. He is indeed a blind man. After a long time of silence, the sun quietly fell into the room. Nicola has a smile on her mouth, and she keeps breathing regularly in her ears. It's good to have someone around who can accompany her quietly. Emily secretly complained that her hands had been weak, but she didn't have the courage to stop without a man's permission! "Sit down." Close the page and Nicola speaks quietly. As if she had been granted amnesty, Emily carefully sat on the sofa opposite her and peeped at the terrible man. This was the first time she had seen the man's face at close range. He is not vicious, even weak. The pale cheeks obviously haven't seen the sun for a long time. The outline of the cheeks is as sharp as a knife. If the eyes are gorgeous, I'm afraid they are also a handsome man. She shook her head regretfully. "Do you hate that place?" The man's tone was just a statement, not an inquiry. Obviously, he knew the terror of that organization very well. Emily is silent. Now this man looks gentle and amiable. She wants to ask him to let her go, but she dare not say There was a noise at the door. The assistant with gold rimmed eyes came in and bowed respectfully: "Second Master, the things are ready. Will you go tomorrow morning?" "Well, remember to bring the floss." Fleece flowers? Very familiar name. Emily rubbed her head and listened to their conversation in confusion. Nicola gets up and arranges for the servant: "Give her a good wash and prepare for dinner." The servants of the Royal Garden are all old people who have followed him for many years, so they naturally understand what he means. The two servants crowded Emily into the bathroom, took off her clothes that she had changed carelessly today, and scattered a large number of rose petals and lily petals in the bath. What do you think of this situation? It's the same as those concubines who prepared to go to bed in ancient times? Emily bit her fingertips in fear, and vaguely guessed what would happen to her next. She did not give up her mind and asked the two servants in a low voice: "Why do you want to take a bath here? I don't like taking a bath. Just take a shower." "The Second Master likes the smell of roses." The servant's answer undoubtedly hit Emily with a heavy hammer. It seems that she can't escape being trampled by men. Two maids go out and let her soak for at least half an hour, so that she can be infected with fragrance. Emily sat in the bath with her nails buttoned, and her heart was full of tension. Although she was in pain that night, she knew that she should not be possessed by men, but could she escape tonight But looking at today's situation, I'm afraid it will be eaten dry and wiped clean. She walked to the door barefooted, listened to nothing and quickly locked the door. She smiled bitterly. What's the use of locking the door in this cage like villa? But she was still afraid. There was a knock at the door and the maid's voice. Emily huddled in the corner of the bath: "I need to wash for a while." The maid left at once, and there was a huge French window behind the bath. Emily watched the sun drop into the ground inch by inch, and her heart sank with it. Avoidance is not the way. But she could not allow herself to lose her precious first time. She was not reconciled! When the sky became completely dark, there were several rhythmic knocks at the door, followed by a man's voice: "Open the door." She also buried her chin in the water, and the whole person was like an ostrich. The man at the door didn't have such good patience. He patted the door several times and ordered people to get the key. I don't know what drove Emily. She moved the chair and pushed it against the door. Fortunately, the bathroom is large enough to have a dressing table in it. But it looks like it's just a decoration, which is really useful today. Her behavior finally irritated Nicola, who stood at the door and pursed his lips. "Remove it." The assistant beside him nodded. A few minutes later, two sturdy men came to the door with tools on their shoulders and began to dismantle the door. Emily, who had soaked in the bathtub and felt wrinkled, started to panic! How long can this door last? She regretted that she should not resist the devil. What's more, there are no clothes in the bathroom, even no bath towels. She was a little relieved to think that a man was just blind. Soon, the door was removed. The man walked into the bathroom and stood next to the bathtub staring at her. Although she clearly knew that the man was just blind, she still held her chest in shame. "Why did you lock the door? Don't you know where it is?" "I......" Emily opened her mouth. She did not know how to explain it. Is she afraid? But I'm afraid I'll die even worse. Nicola leans down and dips her two fingers into the water, wrinkling her pretty eyebrows. How long did the woman soak? The water was cold. Emily was all crowded into the corner of the swimming pool and wanted to turn herself into a tile. At this time, Nicola got up and said coldly, "Take her to the room." Leave this sentence, and he left. But the cold tone made Emily tremble. What terrible punishment would it be to wait for her? The maids have no expression on their faces. They have long been used to the uncertain personality of their master. Anyway, these anger will not be released on them. When Emily, who was wrapped in a red dress, was sent to a dark room, she recalled the terrible memory of that day!