Damn ink！
1000 Words
The transparent glass elevator rose slowly.
Looking at the lit 52nd floor button, I took a deep breath and used my makeup mirror to adjust my expression.
The elevator door opened. The entire floor was decorated in black and white. Every detail was nice and showed artistry. Even though the styles were different, they matched perfectly. If this weren't Nicolas' office, it could be a place for art appreciation!
But the light blue floor-to-ceiling windows around made me feel unsafe!
I don't understand why someone would like such a design at 180 meters above the ground!
Nicolas sat behind the computer desk, looking at me with a half-smile. The pen in his hand tapped rhythmically on the desk.
"Aliya, gotta say, Your appearance is so "moldable"!"
I smiled at him: "I take this as a compliment. Thanks!"
He shrugged and then raised his eyebrows to ask me: "I wonder what Miss Aliya wants from me, this 'daddy' who's worse than male models, celebs and football players?"
I was speechless at his shamelessness but still smiled politely at him: "But there's one thing. None of them can match you!"
"Such as?"
"Such as your rudeness in bed." I moved close to his white crystal desk, leaned forward and said softly.
Nicolas' eyes flickered. He propped his chin with his hand: "If you like, just give orders to those guys. I think they can satisfy you better."
I really wanted to curse at that moment!
If time could go back to last night, I surely wouldn't have pulled him into the hotel room! Oh, no. I surely wouldn't have drunk because of my anger!
In that case, I wouldn't have got myself into trouble with this annoying man!
All this time, many people have complimented my looks and figure. Even some talent scouts have asked if I would like to become a star!
Confident as I am, I don't easily have self-doubt. But seeing his calm look, I'm a bit unsure now.
"How can you forget the unpleasantness of last night?"
"No. I had a great time last night."
His words disturbed my mind once again.
Thinking of his panting on me last night when he was releasing, it seemed he was having a wonderful time!
At that time, he would still praise in a hoarse voice beside my ear: "Your body is addictive!"
God!
Stop thinking about it. I haven't achieved my purpose of coming here yet!
I held back my body's reaction and looked Nicolas in the eyes: "If you think having s*x with me was very pleasant, do you want to keep doing it?"
Nicolas suddenly laughed.
I have to say, when he smiled, he was really handsome. It was that kind of mature and elegant charm. I think no woman could resist such a smile, including me.
But ignoring his bad character.
"About your figure, you're not as good as runway models. For your looks, there are countless celebrities who want to sleep with me! And for your status, I think many socialites are better than you!"
He put the pen into my collar. He smiled and said to me: "But you still have some good points. Don't be self-pitying."
I thought these words seemed a bit familiar!
But I was even more angry!
From childhood to now, I've never been humiliated like this in person!
If it weren't for my mother's words, I wouldn't have dressed up carefully and come to him. Why did he humiliate me like this?
I don't care about any career, inheritance or future life. All go to hell! Angry, I just turned over the fancy display on his desk, "Then go find those models, celebrities and socialites! You damn scumbag!"
Nicolas seemed not to expect that I would suddenly get angry and couldn't avoid it in time.
I didn't see there was a bottle of ink on the display stand, and it was still open. So I only seen after yelling at him that the crystal desk, his shirt, pants... and even his neck were all splashed with black ink by me!
Me: "..."
He looked at me, took a deep breath ,his eyes were a bit stern.
I was a little scared and turned to run away from this place that belonged to him!
Unfortunately ,before I could reach the elevator entrance, he had already caught up, grabbed my arm and pushed me against a floor-to-ceiling glass window.
Out of the corner of my eye, I saw the low buildings below and swallowed nervously.
Nicolas' voice came dangerously close: "Dare to lay a hand on me?"
His fierce and cold nature and the cruel ways he dealt with his rivals in the past all rushed into my mind at once. My legs felt a bit weak.
Behind was a hundred-meter drop, and in front was a fierce beast. At this moment, I was really scared!
I knew that as long as he wanted, security guards and police could come up at any time.
Or would he throw me down from this glass window? But he had more ways to make me suffer or even lose my life! After all, there were many cases of families being ruined by him.
"Now you know you're scared? Isn't it a bit too late?" His voice was low and cold: "Hit me and still want to leave safely?"
"I... my bad! I'm sorry!"
I'm someone who dares to admit mistakes.
"Ha!" Nicolas sneered and then ordered me: "You caused this, shouldn't you be the one to clean up?"
I glanced at the crystal table dripping with ink and frowned.
"How about having the cleaners come?"
Nicolas: "I don't wanna say it again. Here, I call the shots!"
But I've never done this kind of work. For a moment, I didn't even know where to find tools to clean up.
While thinking, my chin was pinched by him, forcing me to look at his waist and abdomen.
"The first thing, take off my shirt and pants."
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