Mistakenly Love You To The Bones

Even if his answer was within her expectation, Amelia Wytte still felt a heartache.RêAd lat𝙚St chapters at Novel(D)ra/ma.Org Only

She turned to look at Nicola Clinton , but the man’s eyes fell on her from beginning to end.

After leaving the private room, Eric Demi went straight to the point and took her to the private room upstairs.

This was also a property of Heven and Earth, for the convenience of those people to find fun.

“Click.” The door was locked from inside. Hearing this, Amelia Wytte’s heart pounded.

“Mr… Eric Demi .” Her voice was trembling.

“Don’t be afraid. I will be gentle.” Eric Demi grinned at her and approached her step by step.

Just now, she pretended to be innocent in front of Nicola Clinton , and now she was scared.

Especially when she saw the handcuffs and whips hanging on the wall, she was so scared that her limbs became soft.

“Don’t be in such a hurry. How about… You take a shower first?” Amelia Wytte moved aside and kept a distance between the two.

Eric Demi sneered, “you want to escape while I’m taking a shower? I’m not that stupid. Why don’t we take a shower together?”

“No, no, No. I’ll go first.” She shook her head, ran into the bathroom and locked the door.

But in this damn place, the glass was translucent unexpectedly. When she turned around, she saw Eric Demi lying on the bed leisurely, indicating her to start.

She must be crazy to take a shower in such a place. But she really didn’t want to go out, so she had to waste time inside.

Eric Demi ‘s patience was also exhausted.

He frowned and stood up, patting the glass door hard. “Open the door. Do you still want to stay inside until dawn?”

“No, wait a minute.” Amelia Wytte replied in a hurry.

But the man didn’t listen to her and directly kicked her.

The door was really unstable. Before Amelia Wytte could react, the door had been kicked open. Eric Demi pulled his collar and approached.

If he went further, Amelia Wytte would take a step back.

Until she felt a chill on her back, she had nowhere to retreat.

Eric Demi opened his arms and circled her in the corner of the bathroom. He leaned over to her ear and said, “don’t you think you can run out after entering here? Don’t you want to take a shower? Let me help you.”

Then he reached out and turned on the shower head.

The warm water poured down on both of them.

The well fitting servant suit suddenly became close to her skin, outlining her perfect figure.

From Eric Demi ‘s point of view, he could see inside.

As he swallowed, a hint of desire appeared in his eyes.

“You have a good figure and skin care. I wonder how you feel.” He licked his lips and was about to lift her clothes.

Amelia Wytte shivered and ran away.

“I don’t want the money. Please let me go. It was my fault before. I apologize to you. I’m really sorry.” She clenched her collar and looked at him pleadingly.

“It’s too late. I must sleep with you today!” Eric Demi narrowed his eyes and revealed his true face in an instant. “You are a loser who has been played by men. You don’t deserve to bargain with me. I respect you by giving you money. Don’t be shameless!”

“No, don’t come over!” Amelia Wytte kept stepping back, picked up the glass bottle beside her and pointed it at the man who was approaching her.

“The more you resist, the more I like it, ha ha.” Eric Demi grinned hideously, not afraid of her at all.

Amelia Wytte held her hands tightly and kept swallowing.

Seeing the man getting closer and closer to her, she had to raise her hand and smash it. But the man grabbed her wrist first, threw the bottle and pressed her on the bed.

With two “click” sounds, her wrists were handcuffed at the head of the bed, and Eric Demi quickly handcuffed her feet.

“Eric Demi , what are you doing? Let go of me!” Amelia Wytte struggled and roared.

“I’ll show you something exciting. I promise you’ll be satisfied.” He grinned hideously and unbuttoned his shirt one by one.

Panic overwhelmed her. The more she struggled, the tighter her hands and feet were bound.

“Eric Demi , please let me go. As you said, I’m not clean. Aren’t you afraid?” Her body trembled slightly, and she had no choice but to protect herself with lies.

Instead of being afraid, Eric Demi laughed and said, “Afraid? I have seen all kinds of women. You are the one who should be afraid.”

As soon as he finished speaking, he leaned over and put something into her mouth.

She felt sweet in her mouth and her body became soft.

There was something wrong with it!

“HMM… HMM…” She twisted her body and stared at him fiercely.

But it was another temptation for Eric Demi .

He bent over and kissed Amelia Wytte.

Her limbs were trapped and her consciousness was gradually drawn away. She could not break free at all.

“Nicola Clinton , help me, help me…” she prayed silently.

But when the man’s hand slowly reached out to the hem of her dress, tears finally fell down along the corners of her eyes

“Bang!”

A sudden noise pulled back Amelia Wytte’s consciousness.

Eric Demi , who was distracted, said impatiently, “who the hell are you? Mr. Clinton , why are you here?”

Mr. Clinton , Nicola Clinton ?!

Amelia Wytte’s eyes lit up and looked at the door.

It was him, really him.

“HMM…” Amelia Wytte struggled to ask him for help.

But Nicola Clinton only stared at her for a short second and then frowned at Eric Demi .

“I want to take her away.” He said.

“Take her away? Mr. Clinton , I have paid the money. How can you break your promise?” Eric Demi was in a dilemma.

Nicola Clinton narrowed his eyes and said, “Oh? You mean you are going to stop me?”

“No, no, No. I’ll untie her right now.” Eric Demi waved his hands and unlocked the handcuffs quickly.

Amelia Wytte breathed a sigh of relief, but her body became softer and softer, and Nicola Clinton ‘s face gradually became a little blurry.

Nicola Clinton stuffed the check into his arms and walked out without saying anything. Amelia Wytte followed him immediately, fearing that he would regret it again.

In the elevator, she squeezed in the corner and barely supported herself with the help of the wall.

Nicola Clinton glanced at her. Her face was flushed and her eyes were blurred. It was obvious that she had been drugged.

If he was late, the consequences would be unimaginable.

He had made up his mind to make Amelia Wytte suffer, but as soon as she left, he was inexplicably irritable. In the end, he came up.

After thinking it over, he attributed it to Bill Clinton .

Bill didn’t like it if she was dirty.

“HMM…” the sudden moan made Nicola Clinton frown.

Before he could move, the woman had leaned on his shoulder and put her soft arms around his neck.

Her red lips were slightly open. As soon as she turned her head, his lips were about to touch hers