Chapter 4
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He smirked triumphantly, his gaze blatantly assessing her from head to toe.
Her long, jet-black hair was tied in a ponytail, and she wore a sky-blue checkered shirt tied at the waist with tight jeans below.
Her legs looked slim and long, and she even wore a pair of athletic shoes that seemed ready for a run. Quite cautious.
Was she that afraid he would devour her?
"You can handle things whether you can swallow it or not. In any case, tomorrow, I want to see the headline news of ES Company's acquisition by the K.D. Group.
That's it; I have other things to attend to," Austin said, taking off his Bluetooth earphones and swaggering toward her as he pushed open the car door.
"Don't come any closer!" Sheryl reflexively stepped back.
"Well, I don't understand the purpose of your coming here," Austin sneered.
Ignoring the astonished look of the security guard, he effortlessly lifted Sheryl's delicate figure onto his shoulder and threw her into the car.
The arrogant and unrestrained action was done in one go."Bastard! I want to get out of the car!" Sheryl struggled to sit up from the back seat, opened the car door, and tried to get out.
Austin pressed both hands on the door, leaned down with his strong body, and looked down at her with a sexy yet ruthless tone,"Behave, and I'll give you the video. Otherwise..."
He didn't finish his sentence, but his meaning was clear. Sheryl reluctantly sat back, her face pale.
She hadn't forgotten the purpose of coming here today; since she was here, she had to get the video back.
Seeing her obedient, Austin satisfactorily returned to the driver's seat and started the car.
Glancing at her through the rearview mirror, she sat upright like a well-behaved elementary school student, carrying a bag slung over her shoulder, hands clenched into fists resting on her knees.
Undeniably, he liked her face—not extremely beautiful, but distinct features, clean and comfortable to look at.
This was something those women in the entertainment industry who had been struggling for years couldn't compare to.
He remembered she was a rich man's daughter. Perhaps this natural indifference to worldly matters was cultivated in a privileged environment since childhood.
While others worried about how to live better, and what brand of skincare to buy, she focused on how to live, not just survive.
After a while, Austin said mockingly, "For men, whether it's a skirt or jeans, it's just a matter of how quickly they come off."
"Scum!" Sheryl angrily retorted, shifting her gaze outside, not wanting to look at him or hear him speak another word.
She cursed effortlessly. In the rearview mirror, her face showed disdain, completely ignoring him.
Even though she was the weaker one, she behaved like a superior princess, as if he were something disgusting.
He liked her face, but he detested the pride and aloofness on it. Having lost her virginity, what did she have to be proud of?
Austin's face darkened, a storm brewing in his expression. The Ferrari swiftly entered a vast European-style villa on a well-populated estate.
The gatekeepers on either side bowed," Mr. Austin."
Stopping the sports car, Austin effortlessly lifted Sheryl from the back seat and walked towards the villa.
Again, this man. How could he be so rude and unreasonable, not living in a primitive society?
Sheryl hung upside down on his shoulder, pounding his back in urgency and angrily yelling, "Beast! Scum! Let me down! Let me down!"
Austin turned a deaf ear.
The villa was large, still decorated in a European style—classically simple yet exuding grandeur and splendor.
The maids were cleaning, and when they entered, they just glanced at each other and bowed," Mr. Austin is back."
...
These people act as if they haven't seen anything. Does he often bring women back like this?!
The thought made Sheryl feel particularly disgusted, and she struggled even harder.
"Beast! You bastard, what do you want again? I just want to exchange for the video! Let me go!"
Her fists landed on him with no effect. How could he be so arrogant?
Austin casually opened a door, threw her onto the large bed, and stared at her sharply.
His tone carried a hint of anger, "Addicted to cursing, aren't you?"
Did she think she was some extraordinary rich girl?
Austin hadn't been cursed like this since he was twenty. She had practically thrown every disgusting word in the world at him.
As soon as she gained freedom, Sheryl immediately took out a personal alarm from her shoulder bag, pointing it at him desperately.
"Austin, don't even think about messing around again! Give me the video, and I'll give you the memory card. We're even!"
The hatred and wariness on her face made him feel like he couldn't breathe, no matter how he tried to disperse it.
Even? Clear with him? Was there such a cheap deal?
"Do you think this will work?" Austin sneered, looking at Sheryl on the bed, who was on guard. He walked to the bedside and, with a swift motion, struck her arm.
Sheryl's hand hurt sharply, and the personal alarm dropped. Austin quickly tossed it aside. Once again, Sheryl realized the physical disparity between men and women.
She kept pushing herself back on the soft bed, staring at him in fear."Madman, stay away!"
"This is my home." Did she think she was on someone else's bed? Asking him not to approach, this woman hadn't figured out her situation yet.
His eyes hid a sinister light, ready to engulf her at any moment. Sheryl, even more frightened, held her breath and moved backward.
The annoying pride on her clean face was gone, making her more pleasant to look at.
Women often unintentionally aroused men's desires, especially when they were helpless and looked like timid lambs.
Sheryl's appearance intensified that feeling for him. He enjoyed the fear in her powerless resistance. One hand pulled off his tie, and Austin kneeled on the bedside, elongating his hand to grab her struggling form.
He unceremoniously used the tie to bind her hands to the bedpost of the European-style royal bed.
Throughout the process, her struggles were futile. His strength seemed honed, leaving her no room for resistance. The bound posture was truly humiliating.
"Are you crazy, you pervert? Let me go!" Sheryl couldn't free herself, so she sat on the bed, kicking him randomly.
Austin approached, pressing her legs with his knee, and a layer of desire ignited in his eyes."Sheryl, dare to curse again, and I'll r**e you immediately."
His voice was low and hoarse, exuding a strong and intimidating force. Just as he said before, she shouldn't doubt his words now; he was a beast who would follow through with his threats.
Sheryl was instantly frightened, not daring to move. Her lips were tightly pursed, drained of color.
Wise men adapt, she couldn't provoke this man with only animal instincts. She just wanted to get back that humiliating video.
After thinking for a moment, Sheryl looked at the man in front of her with a hint of pleading in her tone."Let me go, please. I just want to exchange for the video."
That face changed so quickly. Finally, scared?
"Begging me?" Austin leaned in, his fingers wickedly undoing her buttons."How about I teach you how to beg a man?"
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