Chapter 10 Nervous (Part One)

Celia had told her mother that she worked outside to make money and went home on time at 6 o'clock every day.

Last night when she went back home late, she used the excuse of meeting her classmate to cover up the truth. What about tonight?

Due to she often worked overtime, she was really worried that her mom's mood would be affected.

After all, with her mother's current condition, any emotional fluctuation or stimulation could cause her illness to deteriorate.

"Is he on good terms with you?"

What did Hogan ask her this question? Celia had no reaction to come over.

"I mean, is that man good to you? Why do you ask him to help you carry things?" Hogan asked in a heavy tone.

Ha-ha! Celia almost burst into laughter. She was talking about such a serious question. Why did he ask this irrelevant question?

"Tell me, what on earth do you want me to do to satisfy you?"

"Do you think he is a good man?"

Celia was so angry that she nodded with a smile. "He is a good man. At least he is much better than you. He is pure, kind and willing to help others!"

Unlike him, he would only take up her precious time and make her unable to do what she should do.

Come on, why did he ask these useless questions? She was in a hurry to go home!

"Okay." Hogan nodded and smiled with anger, but his smile was so cold.

Seeing this, Celia's heart sank.

"I'm going home."

She didn't want to talk to this freak anymore. An idea flashed through her mind. She turned around and wanted to leave, but a deep devil voice came behind her.

"Where are you going? I haven't checked your recitation yet."

"Can we talk about it tomorrow?" Celia was in a hurry to leave.

"No."

A tall body blocked her way.

Celia was anxious and wanted to run away from him.

But he put one hand on her shoulder and pressed her on the chair.

She wanted to stand up, but she was pressed hard on the chair. She struggled a few times and had to give up. She had to lower her head and sit on the chair, almost unable to move.

"Now let me ask you a question."

Hogan pressed Celia with one hand and held the documents with the other. He looked relaxed.

"Go ahead!" Celia turned her head. She didn't want to see his cozy and happy face.

She didn't want to admit that she was really tiny and weak in front of him. ...

"What's the introduction of the Yin Group from the American Time? (The name of a magazine)"

"The Times comments..."

"Remember what the British Financial Times said about the Yin Group."

"The Financial Times said..."

Celia was so annoyed that she kept plagiarizing the whole afternoon.

What was the information he gave her today?

They were all compliments to the Yin Group.

Why did he ask her to memorize these? Did he want her to know how glorious and great the Yin Group was?

What an arrogant man!

After asking a few more questions, his eyes became colder and colder.

Damn it! Kenny's ingratiating look always appeared in front of him. He couldn't hear what she was reciting.

After a long silence, Celia couldn't help asking, "Are you done? I'll leave if you're done."

She pretended to leave. As soon as she stood up, Hogan grabbed her arm and threw her back to the chair!

Before she could react, he bent down and lifted her chin, forcing her to look at him.

"What are you doing?" Celia gritted her teeth and looked at him.

As soon as she finished speaking, Hogan sat on the armrest of the chair, looking down at her with endless darkness and anger in his deep eyes.

"Isn't...isn't it over?" He was too close to her, and there was a strong sense of pressure all over her body, which made her tremble.

"Didn't you just ask me how to be satisfied?"

He pinched her chin as if he was punishing her, followed by a painful cry of Celia. There was a hint of fear in her watery eyes.

"Obey me, no resistance!"

The demonic voice was pressed down in an instant along with the approaching handsome face.

Before Celia could make any reaction, her cheeks were held by Hogan. He pressed his burning lips down, trying to open her lips and plunder them further.

Celia tried her best to stop him, but her delicate lips were still pried open. His domineering tongue wantonly wandered in her mouth, attacking everywhere, so wild that she had no room to resist.

Resistance?

Seeing that she was so close to Kenny, Hogan sneered in his heart and pressed her arms on the armrest. At the same time, he pressed her hard under his body.

Being suppressed in such a narrow space, Celia even felt difficult to breathe. She struggled with a restless mind, but she couldn't move at all.

The constant twisting could only add more excitement to the man.

Feeling the change of his body, Celia was stunned. She opened her red mouth nervously and didn't dare to move.

Without hesitation, Hogan stretched out his hand to her legs and quickly took off her short skirt.

Celia snorted. She knew she couldn't escape.

She struggled to avoid him, but every time she resisted, Hogan treated her harder and tortured her like a punishment.

Celia didn't know what to do. She couldn't resist but cry.

Not long after she cried, she was tortured to death but only could sob.

Finally, he stopped and collapsed on her body, gasping for breath.

Celia gathered all her strength and pushed him aside. She stood up and wanted to run away.

Hogan stretched out his hand and grabbed her wrist. He looked up at her and said, "You still think he is better than me?"

"Let me go!" Celia didn't get rid of him. She lowered her head and bit his hand hard. When he was in pain and frowned, she shook off his hand and moved aside.

"He is better than you! Much better than you!"

She cursed while running. In her heart, everyone was better than him! Kenny was like this, so was everyone!