Caraline squinted to get a better look at the phone screen. She was very curious about the person who had contacted Deric earlier. Could it be something important?"Would you mind stepping away from me for a bit?" Deric asked as he turned off the phone.Caraline hurriedly moved away, patting her shirt with a grumpy face. "Don't you dare tell me what to do! Without you even asking, I'll stay away from you.""Can I go back to my room now?" Deric shifted forward. "There are some important things I need to get done right now.""No!" insisted Caraline with her arms folded across her chest. "You have to stay here overnight. You can only return to your squalid cage in the morning."Deric paused for a moment. "Don't you want to get away from me?""But you're my slave now. I... need you to do whatever I ask.""Alright." Deric gave a small nod. "But, please allow me to leave for a moment. I have something important to do.""I won't allow it!" Caraline glanced sarcastically. "I know that you jus
Caraline quickly turned around, folding arms across her chest. The woman felt her body trembled violently after saying that. Caraline admitted that she had become Deric's love slave. All day, everywhere, and under any circumstances, she couldn't stop thinking about him, always wanting to spend time together. Deric immediately rounded his eyes wide. The man was silent and unable to utter any words for a while. "Are... are you serious?"Caraline let out a long breath, keeping her eyes closed for a while. Instead of answering, the woman quickly entered the room and slammed the door loudly. She leaned against the doorframe until her body sagged and fell to the floor. "I've completely lost my mind, but I had to do it rather than die with regrets."Deric raised one eyebrow at Caraline's behavior. The man backed away with his gaze still fixed on the bedroom door."Are you serious?" Deric repeated with a slight shout."I... need to change my clothes first," Caraline said with an almost ripe
"What should I do now?" asked Deric."Give me that drink," Caraline ordered."Isn't it near you?" Deric looked at the glass on the nightstand and Caraline in turn. His forehead wrinkled in confusion."You're my slave now. So, I have the right to command you whatever I want." Caraline rolled her eyes. "What are you waiting for? Get me that glass now!"Deric picked up the glass from the nightstand, handing it to Caraline. His hand hung in the air for a few seconds.Caraline turned her head towards the balcony window when Deric thrust the glass towards her. The woman deliberately let Deric hold the glass a little longer. She wagged her hair and shirt at the cleavage a few times."I hope this water doesn't evaporate too quickly," Deric said, "you know, this room is getting hotter than the last time I entered it."Caraline couldn't stop the smile. She knew the word "hot" was directed at her. It was a good sign that Deric was starting to flirt with her. Now, it was just a matter of how far
Caraline felt her face heat up after saying that. Her body shook violently from a feeling that could not be described with any words. She might be labeled as crazy for saying that, but she didn't care as long as it was for Deric.Deric, on the other hand, was silent as he looked at Caraline closely. The shock was still visible on his handsome face. His hands clenched into fists and soon relaxed again. "Are you sure? I think... that's too much.""Are you running away from your responsibilities?" snapped Caraline with her arms folded in front of her chest. The woman could feel her heart pounding madly. She couldn't imagine Deric doing that to her. Would she faint or act out of control? Hopefully not."It's a little hard for me to explain," Deric said, scratching hair that wasn't itchy at all. "Didn't you say that you didn't want to be touched by my dirty hands?"Caraline rolled her eyes, trying to find the right answer. "Forget about it! I just want you to take responsibility for what y
Caraline woke up to the sound of her alarm going off. The woman quickly sat up, scanning her surroundings."What happened to me?" Caraline tried to remember. When the woman saw the glass on the nightstand and that she was wearing the same clothes as last night, her eyes rounded and her consciousness returned. "It wasn't a dream."Caraline moved to the dressing table. She examined her neck, chest, and other limbs. Her face turned tense for a moment. There was no trace of anything left there. "Where's Deric?"Caraline pressed a button on the left side of the window, and the curtains opened. It was still dark and quiet outside."What happened to me last night?" Caraline closed the curtains again, examining her body in the mirror more carefully. "Did Deric and I do 'it' last night? But why aren't there any marks?"Caraline looked around with questioning eyes. She sat down on the vanity chair, letting time march on with the memories she was trying to unearth. Her body suddenly shook violen
"What do you mean?" asked Deric, "and what choice are you referring to?"Caraline suddenly fidgeted, trying to find a plausible answer. She couldn't afford to make Deric think anything. "You … you ... should have changed my clothes first before putting me to bed. You went too far. It could have been because of your stupid actions that I caught a fever.""I wouldn't have done that when you were unconscious," Deric argued, "wouldn't that be an act of harassment?"Caraline pretended to cough. It's true what Deric said, she thought. However, if she had to be honest, she wouldn't mind if Deric did that to her. "Get me some water!"Deric walked over to the refrigerator, returning with a glass of water.Caraline immediately grabbed the glass, gulping down the contents. Her face screwed up as she realized that nothing had happened between her and Deric. "You have to take responsibility.""Responsibility for what?" Deric asked. "Responsibility... if I catch a fever tonight," Caraline said wit
Caraline sat on the chair, letting out a long breath. Her head was filled with Deric. From cleaning to changing, to breakfast, to traveling to the office, Deric was the only person who lingered in her mind.Caraline leaned back, massaging her head. "Why isn't Deric tempted to touch me? I'm almost frustrated that he didn't dare to do it to me last night."Caraline scrutinizing her appearance from top to bottom. "I am beautiful, attractive, and perfect. I must admit Deric treats women well, but I hate that he dared not touch me. I've never even acted that crazy before towards any man.""Miss Caraline." Helen's voice came from outside along with a knock on the door.Caraline didn't answer immediately. She opened her laptop and some reports. "Come in, Helen."Helen entered the room."What's wrong?" asked Caraline as she turned to Helen. Her assistant looked beautiful today. The clothes she wore suited her figure."I just wanted to remind you that the product launch event for our partnersh
Caraline felt like time was slowing down. After returning from work, she spends almost an hour soaking. She used a variety of beauty products from hair to foot care. Caraline also deliberately chose some clothes to wear later that night. She was getting impatient.By the time it was getting late, Caraline was already on the veranda waiting for Deric's arrival. She stood with her arms folded across her chest, occasionally poking her head into the man's path. There was still about five minutes before dinner started. She called someone to inquire about preparations."Everything is ready," Caraline said with a deep breath. She felt her heart beating very fast. The atmosphere was too hot for her. "This is your last chance, Caraline. Don't do stupid things like last night."Caraline quickly checked her appearance when she saw Deric riding along in a wheelchair. Her body was wrapped in a short red dress with a fairly revealing top. " You can do it.""Are you waiting for me?""What would I do