Yoyo stood at the door, didn’t mean to leave.

A woman wanted to explain, "Oh, we just..."

"No ability, no courage. You didn't even dare to admit that you were jealous of me. Bitches! You deserve the name." Yoyo said slowly.

What she said struck them dumb.

"Right, I had slept with Nick. Do any of you dare to do it again? After all, I can be Nick’s girlfriend in this way, and you…" Taunt filled in every word. "Whatever means you try; he has no interest on you. So, how dare you talk to me like this?"

Cool! Yoyo was about to leave. With pale faces, those women were speechless, but Yoyo felt great although she knew that it was useless to warn several people.

The company had hundreds of, thousands of people, and even the whole country was talking about her like this.

But at least, she had vented out her anger.

Yoyo headed out of the lounge, took a sigh of relief for her little victory, but suddenly felt something wrong.

She turned around –it was Nick’s gloomy face.

Seeing the irony and anger in his eyes, Yoyo trembled, feeling that the temperature around her had dropped by several degrees.

All of a sudden, Nick dragged her into the elevator violently.

Nick closed the elevator and pinched Yoyo's neck, "Well, Miss Ye, you never admit it before, but in front of others, so pride you are!"

Obviously, Nick heard everything what she lied to others.

"Get off your hands!" Yoyo resisted desperately.

The strength on his hand made her breathless.

Nervousness reigned. Nick can never believe me now.

"Try every means just to get on my bed and be my girlfriend, isn’t it?" Nick slowly loosened his hand.

Seeing Yoyo didn't answer, Nick's looked at her eyes, "Very good, I’m curious about what wiser means of do you have."

The neck ached so much; Yoyo took a deep breath without paying attention to the true meaning of Nick’s words.

After work, Yoyo was taken to Nick’s villa. The chef had prepared the meal, full of nutrition and bright color, but she had no appetite.

Fighting with those women in the office, enduring the criticism and strange eyes of the public, were really disgusting.

Exhausted and nervous.

After a few bites, Yoyo went upstairs, ready to sleep.

Taking a hot shower, much more comfortable, she took a deep breath. Six months, not too short, yet not too long. It was impossible for people to gossip about me every day.

If I kept quiet, maybe… I could leave here soon.

She secretly cheered herself up, then slowly walked out of the bathroom, but unexpectedly, she hit a solid chest.

Yoyo dodged; Nick was wearing pajamas, standing in front of her.

She was a little flurried and subconsciously pushed him, "What are you doing here?"

"This is my home." Nick sneered.

"But this is the room you arranged for me. You can't enter without my permission."

Apparently, Nick didn't listen to her, he looked at the woman in front of him.

After a shower, her face was ruddy, her cheeks looked soft and lovely. Perfect.

Nick’s eyes fell on Yoyo's shoulders, curvy body, and then the pink knees and slender calves.

Nick felt she was hard to breathe.

He was surprised that he had never had such a strong sense of aggression and possession of anyone for so many years, except Yoyo.

"What are you doing?" Feeling that Nick's eyes were getting hotter and hotter, Yoyo was a little flurried, and she retreated to the bathroom door.

Nick hated her dirty identity and held back his impulse, hinting himself.

She’ only a bitch which is used to vent, why not?

"Remember? I told you I want to see what wiser means do you have."

Yoyo realized at that time. She was flustered and wanted to run out of the bedroom, but Nick pulled her back.

the fire in the belly of Nick was completely ignited when he touched the woman's smooth and soft forearm.

He brutally held Yoyo in his arms and went to the center of the bedroom.

It was too fast that Yoyo felt dizzy, soon they had fallen on the bed.

There was only one bath towel on her body. She moved too much just now that the bath towel was loose, causing Nick to pass through the gap and touched her smooth belly directly.

Yoyo woke up in an instant, she shivered and pushed Nick angrily.

"Please... you, let me go, you are RAPING!" She roared.

Nick kissed her ear, exhaled gently and smiled, "The contract says, you are mine, I can do anything to you, how can you say RAPE?"

Yoyo was in a stiff, she was so distracted that the last shield on them had been removed by Nick. She struggled to resist as she watched the shadows pressing down.

"Nick, I beg you... please..."

His hot skin burned her fingertips, and palms walked around her body.

Yoyo gave up and cried, but it was useless.

Feeling the intrusion of Nick, Yoyo felt spasmodic pain, constantly breathing in, tears falling, she said nothing.

Nick arbitrarily vented his desires. He put his hand on Yoyo’s, only to find that her fingertips were cold, which made him sober.

Thinking of her raw reaction and clumsy movements and now she was biting her lips, Nick wiped the tears off her face. His heart melted.

Did I misunderstand her?

But thinking that she was so arrogant during the day and claimed she climbed into his bed on purpose, the pity in Nick’s eyes faded away.

Yeah, if she doesn’t pretend to be pure, how could she climb my bed? After all, all is fake.

The pity had soon disappeared. Nick looked at the figure before him, sneered. The means were indeed brilliant.

I’m always cold-blooded but this time, almost fooled. Forget it.

When Yoyo woke up the next day, Nick was gone.

Yoyo slightly moved and the whole body was painful, the bones seemed to be broken, and there were countless purple bruises on the skin.

She looked up to fumble her phone, but found a note with firm handwriting, just like that person:

Go to work at 8:30. Punishment for late arrival.

It was left by Nick. Yoyo hurriedly looked at the time, and it was already 7:50.

She got up in a hurry, and the soreness was as painful as a needle piercing her nerves. Her face turned pale.

When she arrived at the company, it was 8:40.

With the identity of Nick's girlfriend, no one could scold her, except Nick.

In order to improve the credibility of their relationship at noon, Yoyo went upstairs to find Nick.

"Miss Ye seems to be late today," Nick said.

Yoyo lowered her head without a word. She saw Nick get up and head towards her.

"What are you doing?" She leaned back.

"As I said, you’ll be punished for being late." Nick's hand wrapped around her waist.

Yoyo lost weight and was thrown on the sofa.

In a flurry, she wanted to get up.

Looking at Yoyo, Nick felt like a small insect was biting his skin, heart, and fingertips, itching and scalding, he somehow had an impulse again.

He pressed Yoyo on the sofa, it was obvious what he was going to do.

"We are in the office." Yoyo was panicked, looking at the floor-to-ceiling windows. We did last night.

"Only the inside can see the outside, but the outside sees nothing. Do you think the sound insulation of the president’s office of Deaho isn’t good enough?"

Bluntly, no matter what Nick did to Yoyo, no one knew.

When Yoyo came out of Nick's office, she was groggy, every inch of skin was burning. She felt the pain between her waist and legs; tears fell from her face.

When the elevator went downstairs, there was a footstep behind her, she hurriedly wiped her face, taking a deep breath and holding back her emotions.

Yoyo silently looked down at her toes.

"Miss Ye, I have asked for leave for you. You look tired, go home and have a good sleep." It was Hollinda's voice. He noticed Yoyo not looking back and continued to say, "I have called a driver for you, he’s waiting for you downstairs. Don’t worry, I’ll tell Nick."

Not too slow, not too fast, sounded comfortable.

Yoyo felt her eyes were dry and burning.

Hearing Hollinda sighed and walked away, she lowered her voice and said, "Thank you."