His Highest Bidding Wife (R18)

Chapter 4: Von Ruizielo Palmera

Liliana's Point of View

Von Ruizielo Palmera

The man I've been struggling to resist came inside the bathroom with me. He locked the door, stepping forward nonchalantly until I was already cornered on the wall.

His hands were gripping me on it, he leaned his face closer to me, trailing my cheeks with his nose.

"W-What are you d-doing here?" my voice was shaking, it seemed like God would take out my breath anytime from now.

A huge grimace crept on his lips. "Uh-huh…" he muttered softly. "Do you mind explaining why the f**k you left without a single word, huh?"

"There's a note–"

"A f*****g note," he cursed without further reluctance.

His face turned into an utterance I can't comprehend. He moved his core off from me and I can see how his angry face abruptly turned into a rigid one.

I don't know why he was here. I was one of the ten people who came out without glancing at him like how everyone does and I've been inside for over ten minutes how the f**k did he find me when all the students already came out minutes ago?

The professor said he was a visitor. For sure, he's a corporate businessman judging by how his extravagant tuxedo passed through my eyes.

"I b-believe we already ended that day, right?" I mumbled, taking out all the courage I have.

He craned his neck and glared at me cockily while his one hand was now in his pocket. Damn, why does this guy look so attractive? Is my eye already damaged?

"Just by leaving a single piece of paper, yes? You say goodbye just like that?"

Certainly, I don't know what his point was. Wasn't he satisfied that night? Because if you're going to ask me, I'm beyond that. I was f*****g hurt the whole time, can't even move and my femininity was swollen not knowing he was a hard fucker.

We didn't stop until it was already midnight and my body could no longer bear hanging for another round.

"Please… we're at my school and I'm asking you nicely if we can t-talk again later so–"

He tilted his neck and sneered. "No one can know I bought you for a night?"

My eyes widened. To my astonishment, I immediately walked to where he was and coated his mouth, which surprised me because of my sudden impulsive action.

His eyebrows only shot up.

"I'm s-sorry…" I said, looking through, couldn't take a glimpse of him.

My unrest walked toward me and held my waist. He put me above the dry sink and attacked me with kisses.

At first, I wanted to push him hard thinking someone might get in but as he put his tongue inside my mouth, I couldn't stop getting on with how fast his mouth phase was.

A soft moan came out of my lips when he took himself away from me. My cheeks started turning red as my heart beat hastily.

"You're Liliana Haven Warner," he said between our close faces.

I flinched. "How did you…"

There's something in his eyes I can't determine. Mixture of being a red flag and adoration has been in his orifices for a while now. Regardless, my introverted self can't concentrate on his handsome face.

"I want us to talk…" he whispered sensually. "I'd go straight to the point,"

"T-there's nothing else I could give you b-back. I mean… I have done my w-work that night and I believe I don't o-owe you anything…"

"Are you sure?" he asked nonchalantly as if he wasn't very interested. "How about I tell you I was the one who needs something towards you, hmm?"

This is wrong. There's a high chance I may get screwed when they're gonna see us like this.

I held his chest, slowly pushing him away from me but the contrary is what happened. A deep and passionate kiss arose, making me drop what I was holding.

His kisses were hungry, his touches started making my p***y throb even if we haven't done anything yet except for a kiss.

"A hundred thousand dollars a month. Be my guest," he whispered sensually in my ears.

"W-What do you mean?"

"Be my w***e, Liliana,"

As his hands started to slide down my skirt, I gasped. I couldn't react to what he was doing, he was too much that this man would also want to bring down the hem of my undies.

"N-No, I can't do that–"

"A hundred and fifty thousand a month, then…"

It's very tempting to accept. He was offering me the same job I did a few days ago that made my body feel like this. I froze on where I was while this man resided peering at me intently, loitering for my answer to come out my lips.

My mom… the money I have earned for a day would be a great assistance for the whole month's billing yet for the following days, months, and weeks, it would be hard for me to seek another job.

A hundred and fifty dollars isn't easy breathing to earn. So… after a few minutes, I spoke.

"What am I gonna do, then?" I asked, but I wasn't able to gather my feelings.

"Spread your legs on my bed, please me, obey my rules…"

"Y-Your rules?"

He nodded without disposition on it. "Do you wanna talk about it now?" he inquired.

I looked at my wristwatch and saw that I have no class yet to attend so I bobbed. I'm curious about what his rules were and if it's gonna be hurting me or not.

Slowly, I nodded my head at him. A signal that he should cut the lad and tell me.

"I only have a few rules you must abide by. First, I just want you to quit working at that club. Second, you exclusively work under my care. Third, do not let someone touch you, or else. Lastly, you should obey me… all the time."

There's no awry or any signs of unlawfulness in his rules but it seems like it was all generally under number by number. I took a swift move and fixed the way my skirt got crushed.

"Is t-that all? Aren't you going to h-hurt me?"

He smirked, shaking his head. "I won't hurt you. Unless it's badly needed,"

"Elaborate, p-please,"

"What could a person have experienced if he got caught killing someone?"

"T-They often put behind bars. Law punishes them…" I answered confusedly.

His hands run on my chin, softly caressing it. "That's exactly what you get. A fair punishment would be given if you break these rules. Why? Because I'm Von Ruizielo Palmera, a man who can't let someone defy me when I already made it clear in the first place."