He walked into his bedroom, lit a cigarette and took a breath. He felt much better.
This torturing night was tiring. But he still felt happy. Thinking of the woman sleeping in the next room, Ben unconsciously revealed a smile.
He wished she could sleep tight and had sweet dreams.
"Rosia Erler, I will kill you. Go to hell." Hearing the crying come from the next room, he quickly put out the cigarette and went to have a look. As he came in, he found that her quilt had been kicked away and the girl seemed to be trapped in a nightmare, with her two small hands tightly clenched. She kept murmuring fiercely.
Who was Rosia Erler?
Ben frowned, feeling strange. Her enemy? She hated that person so much that she wanted to kill her?
"I won't let you off. You just wait …"Bella said these, as she dreamt that Rosia walked over proudly with a complacent smile and told her that she would lose miserably and would be chased out of her family.
Seeing the girl wriggling on the bed as if she was on the verge of death, Ben sighed and could only reach out to tuck her under the blanket. However, when he looked down, he discovered that her originally tidy short skirt had already been pushed to her waist.
Her black underpants was not able to block her beautiful body. Ben froze. He stared at her waving lines with a dark gaze. An inexplicable flame ignited in his heart and his breathing became somewhat heavy. As an adult man, although he hadn't deliberately thought about those things, he still couldn't control his eyes and body.
"Damn it." Ben William secretly cursed, "What exactly does she want? Is she trying to lure him into committing a crime?"
Although Ben was a man of integrity and could control himself, he couldn't help cursing now. Testing a man in this way was truly cruel.
Of course, despite something happened to his body, Ben didn't really do anything to her. He didn't even touch her. He just covered her with the blanket, turned around, and closed the door.
This night, Ben barely slept and was almost killed by the arousal.
His fingers slipped into the quilt, comforting himself in this sleepless night.
The next morning, Ben's biological clock reminded him to get up. As he sat up, he saw the napkin he had thrown on the floor, which made him quite embarrassed. He got out of bed angrily and tidied it up. Just as Ben was putting the napkin into the trash can, he looked up and saw Bella standing at the door.
Bella was clearly extremely awkward. Her beautiful eyes looked at him in panic and helplessness, and her voice was as low as a mosquito's, "Mr. William, thank you for what you did for me last night."
Ben stiffened. He quickly put down the trash can with a dark face. "It's good that you know," he said coldly.
"If it weren't for you taking me in, I would have slept on the street. Thank you very much." Bella thanked him from the bottom of her heart. When she woke up in the morning, she checked her body and found nothing happened to her. She sat on the bed and recalled what happened last night. She vaguely remembered that Ben promised to send her home.
But when she woke up, she discovered that her bag and clothes were still locked in the changing room of the bar. She was at Ben's home. She didn't bring him any trouble when she was totally drunk last night, did she?
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