Chapter 7 You Are What I Want

This terrible, tyrant-like man was despicable!

Cara was left to stew in her anger. All she wanted to do was to escape from his clutches. If it was possible, she wanted to slap him as hard as she could across the face.

Did his wealth and power give him the right to do anything he wanted with her as he pleased?

Unfortunately, she was too weak to free herself from him. She could feel his hot breath trailing across her face. In her eyes, even his breathing was evil and terrifying.

"Wild pussycat, you have aroused my desire. You must pay for it. I refuse to let you go now. I'm obsessed with the taste of your body. No matter what you have in mind, you will be my woman from now on. Do you understand?"

His muscular body pressed Cara down onto the soft, big mattress.

She could feel the air rush out of her as he pressed into her.

It was so stifling, she wondered if she would ever be able to fight against it.

"Mr. Nehemiah, please let me go. There are so many beauties in the entertainment circle that would fight for your attention. This game is not for me. Please let me go. I still want to find someone to marry. I'm asking you not to ruin my life."

She was terrified of him. However, she knew that if she didn't speak up, this rich and powerful man would hurt her over and over again. This relationship between them would only lead to her ruin.

All of a sudden, Nehemiah's eyes darkened. He tipped her chin upwards with a finger and said in a fierce voice, "You're not allowed to marry until my desire for you has been satiated."

This was the first time he had ever experienced a woman telling him that she wanted to marry someone else while he was on top of her.

Feelings of lust and frustration suddenly overwhelmed him.

"I indeed have many beautiful women around me. However, it all depends on whether I want them or not! You are what I want. As you know, I always get what I want."

He stared at her intensely as he enunciated his words. Nehemia was like a wolf that was stalking its prey.

"Mr. Nehemiah, you..."

His eyes looked at her with longing and desire.

She was petrified and attempted to reach out and push him away.

"Mr. Nehemiah, this is all my fault. I shouldn't have talked to you like that. But..."

"Shut your mouth!"

His onyx eyes narrowed at her as he spoke.

Cara couldn't help but weep in fear at his outburst.

His words wounded the poor girl's heart.

Her face flushed as red as a ripe apple.

He released his hold on her and stared at her beautiful face that was as delicate as a blooming flower. A maliciously irresistible smile played at the corners of his mouth as he said, "Cara, I like you very much. Whether you like it or not, from now on, you will be my lover. If you stay by my side, I will be good to you. Don't try to escape from me until I get tired of you."

Her eyes welled with tears, and she looked pitiful. She was full of resentment towards him as she bit her reddened lips. In her heart, she had cursed Nehemiah thousands of times.

"You should also think that I may not be as gentle to disobedient playthings!"

Cara didn't harbor any attachments to him. She even wanted to escape from him, which made him feel uncomfortable. His discomfort towards her only made his desire for her stronger.

Tears began streaming from her face.

As he looked at her tear-stained face, Nehemiah's heart softened. He wiped her tears with the tip of his tongue and said in a soft voice, "Relax."