In the mansion which was surrounded by the forest, at the edge of the city, it was incomparably magnificent, and also had a sense of mystery that made people yearn for it.
Hot.
So hot, so hot that it was hard to breathe.
A young girl was sleeping on a bed with an English style. Her slender body was covered with a fine white muslin cloth...
Sweat slowly dripped down her delicate face, landing on the corner of her thin lips.
The sweat on her arms had already dyed her clothes wet, creating endless images of herself.
"Yeah, it's so hot .. Elanie moaned as she woke up from her deep sleep.
What she saw was a luxurious but unfamiliar room, with fourteenth-century western paintings on the walls swaying in her blurred vision.
Where?
She looked around her unconscious.
He saw a man sitting on the sofa at the corner of the room. He had a long body and long white fingers.
"Who are you? Why is it so hot here? Can you turn off the air conditioner? "
When she said that, Elanie realised that her voice was weak, as if she was sick.
"Woman, if you don't wake up, I will set the temperature here to 88 degrees and steam you alive!"
A man's voice sounded in the room filled with heat.
Steam?
ELANIE mind was a little unfocused. Sweat fell into her eyes, capturing her attention.
There were steady footsteps in his ear.
The man stood in front of her bed, both legs straight and long, the pristine white shirt set off his tall and straight body, the collar loosened two times and above, a face that could suffocate a person, a face that was deep as a rock, brows slanted and eyes deep, the thin lip below the straight nose slightly opened, it was sexy to the point of death.
The room was clearly extremely hot, but the man's face didn't have the slightest bit of sweat. It was graceful and calm.
He was like a man from a newspaper, very young, no more than 29 years old.
Eh, why does it look so familiar?
Where have I seen this before...
Because of her long-term professional habits, Elanie was a person who found it easy to get lost in thought. Thinking of this, she stared at the man in a daze, but very quickly, she woke up because the man had taken out a silver handgun.
And the gun was aimed at her.
Eh? What kind of development was this?
"What are you doing?" Who are you? What do you want to do? "
Elanie who was sitting on the bed, was so shocked that she was about to step back.
She had a face that could be described as pure, and her features were delicate but not ostentatious or aggressive. She was very beautiful.
The muzzle of his gun slid slowly down to her lips, to her pointed chin, and then to her delicate collarbone.
Elanie unconsciously tensed up, the white muslin like clothes on her body practically fell off, and her sweat instantly turned into cold sweat.
"Woman, where is the child you gave me?"
DAVID RAY ..stood in front of her, his cold voice sweeping across her body.
"What?"
ELANIE was stunned.
"Three years ago, I found that you gave birth to my child ... Where is he now?"
As David asked this question word by word, his white hands lightly moved, and drew circles on her collarbone with the muzzle of the gun between his clothes..
"Child?"
Elanie was at a loss, and it took a long time for her to calm down, "I … Are you mistaken? I don't know you. I have never been pregnant with a child … "
" Don't lie to me you know I can do anything I want and will take what belongs to me so it will be good if you handover the child to me without any delay and I would let you go back..." David said and scoffed looking at her...
