Chapter 5 A Dangerous Boss

Cara was smart enough to know that a wise man didn't fight when he knew the odds were stacked against him. She also knew that the man in front of her was fearless. It would be best if she came up with another strategy to escape.

Nehemiah studied the woman on the sofa with interest. Her attractive figure was hidden under her sloppy clothes, but her face without glasses looked pitiful in an adorable way. Even the frightened look on her face was enough to stir his blood.

Even if he "invited" her to the villa, the terrified look on her face couldn't conceal her cunning eyes. She was obviously planning a way for her to escape.

'Interesting!

Is she pretending to be weak?

How adorable!' Nehemiah thought to himself.

He found her so cute that he wanted to hold her tightly in his arms and have a good taste of her body. Few people managed to stir such desire in his blood.

Since this woman was sent to him by fate, he had to conquer her. The erotic thought only made his eyes darken.

"You wild pussycat, don't even try to escape from here. My bodyguards are always around, and they see everything."

His dark and deep eyes were fixated on her face. Her expression changed from one of surprise to calm composure.

Interesting!

"Sir, it was my fault last time. Please forgive me! It was foolish of me to scold you! Let's forget what happened that night, alright?"

She put her hands together, lowered her head, and bit her lip tightly. Her beautiful eyes welled up with tears, which made her look amusingly pitiful.

"Humph!"

This man was like a leopard when he hunted for his next prey. He snorted, then leaned over to her and held her chin. "I won't ever let you go," he sneered.

Her eyes were full of terror. The handsome man in front of her was nothing but a beast!

Nehemiah's words put her in utter despair, and she sobbed. She never expected to be in a situation like this!

Her feelings of grievance suddenly turned into anger and indignation. She stretched a hand out to punch him, but he quickly gripped her wrist.

When he finally loosened his grip, she took a deep breath to steady herself. Her face flushed because she was struggling to control her breathing. Her body moved up and down as she sobbed.

Her other hand was still clenched tightly. After being violated by Nehemiah, Cara's misty eyes immediately filled with rage, and she raised her left hand.

"Pussycat, I may see it as foreplay if you keep clawing at me. I'm afraid I would get upset if you decided to scratch me."

He narrowed his eyes dangerously at her. Then, he let her hand go, stood up, and crossed his arms over his chest as he leisurely looked at her. His imposing manner made her throat thicken, and her breathing grew ragged.

She watched him gracefully walk towards the bathroom. After a few moments, she heard the sound of running water. He must have gotten into the shower.

It turned out that this emperor-like man didn't close the bathroom door.

Cara wrapped her arms around her knees and buried her head in them.

What should she do?

Should she just wait here and do nothing? Should she wait like helpless prey for the bloodthirsty wolf to feast on her? No!

Inside the bathroom, the rising steam blurred the mirror, and a smile appeared on Nehemiah's face.

When he recalled the aggressive look of the kitten moments ago, his body strummed in anticipation. How long had it been since he'd felt so excited by someone? He had never felt like this before.

This kitten could only belong to him. As the most powerful man in the city, Nehemiah was able to get anything he wanted. As for the means to get it? Humph! It didn't matter to him. The result was all he cared about.

Inside the living room, Cara began to plot her escape again.

She stood up and walked over to the kitchen to grab a fruit knife, and held it tightly in her hand. Since she was kidnapped, she believed that it would be considered as self-defense if she did something to hurt him.

She scratched her disheveled hair and waited quietly, trying her best to make herself look charming. Only when the man lowered his guard did she have a chance of escaping.