Chapter 3 Shameless Pervert

Vivian zipped her jeans, stared at Jonathan's back, abruptly jumped up from the examination bed onto Jonathan, wrapped her arms around him, tilted her head, and bit his neck fiercely.

"Ow..."

Caught off guard, Jonathan grunted and narrowed his slanted eyes that emitted cold light.

In front of the 1.87-meter-tall man, Vivian looked petite. Their physique and strength were a world of difference. With a backhand grip on her waist, he easily lifted her.

"Humph!" Jonathan curled up his lips but not much joyfully.

He suddenly pulled a long face, took two steps forward, and threw Vivian back onto the examination bed.

With a thud, Vivian's head hit and knocked over a tray at the bedside. The instruments inside dropped and scattered around. In pain, she felt dizzy, and her tears fell.

"You have sharp teeth!" Jonathan smirked viciously. Blood strained the bite marks and wound down on the white collar of his shirt. Now the man looked obtrusive and devilish.

"What do you want from me?" She roared, but her body kept shuddering, and her tone changed, "Don't you know about human rights? I'll see you in court!"

"Sue me?" As if hearing an absurd joke, he arched his eyebrow. His eyes looked shiny, direct, penetrating, and threatening. His voice sounded like a contemptuous sigh, "Childish..."

Not sure of his meaning, Vivian got mists in her eyes.

Jonathan pursed his thin lips, bent down, buried his head in the pit of her neck, and greedily inhaled her scent. The smell... was accidental and obtrusive. But it was that smell!

His long fingers ran over her cheek. He was only attracted by her scent last night and didn't saw her face clearly. Now, this girl looked not bad.

"Let go of me, pervert! Bah!" Terrified, Vivian spat at him, her eyes full of anger and hatred.

Under the man, she struggled desperately, wriggled uneasily, and panted. His eyes red with anger, Jonathan abruptly bit her delicate lips redder with rage and held her back to pin her down.

After the passion subdued, he remained composed while she panted and glared at him like a frightened hare.

Jonathan fixed his eyes on her and slid his finger across her swollen lips. Behind his deep eyes, his mind was unfathomable.

"Monster, scum!" Shocked by a series of events, Vivian let out a torrent of abuse.

Loftily Jonathan kept his chin high and lowered his eyelids. Somehow, he didn't look angry. After letting go of Vivian, he adjusted his clothes and once again turned away, "Come out, I have something for you."

Gritting her teeth in resentment, Vivian tidied herself up and came out of the examination room.

On the sofa outside, only Jonathan sat there. Spreading his left hand on the armrest, he placed his right hand on his knee and fiddled with an antique lighter. At the sight of Vivian, he cast his eyes up at Zack who stood beside him.

Zack got his meaning, took a folder from his subordinate, and handed it to Vivian, "Miss Swift, take a look at this contract. Sign it if you are fine with it. Today, it'll go into effect. You have our boss's words. If you are not satisfied, you can modify it as you like..."

Without reading it, Vivian showed a contemptuous look, "What is it?"

"Uh..." Stunned, Zack looked a bit unnatural.

"Ahem." Zack coughed slightly, held the contract, and explained, "According to our boss, your resting time at night is needed. 100,000 yuan for one night and three million for a month. Daily or monthly settlement; it's up to you. If you are unsatisfied, name a price..."

...

What was this supposed to mean? Vivian certainly couldn't understand it. In shock, she glared at the silent Jonathan. Really, she was running into a lunatic!

"Huh?" Vivian smirked and shook her head incredulously, "100,000 yuan for one night? Three million for a month? Jonathan, why don't you just make it three million for one night?"

"Hmm." Jonathan frowned as if he was considering. After a short while, he continued, "... Okay, as you wish."

"Lunatic!" Vivian hadn't expected him to agree so readily. Out of anger, she gritted her chatter teeth and cursed, "Psycho!"

She grabbed the folder on the table and threw it at Jonathan's face, "Go to hell! Go with your stinky money and find someone else who likes to sleep with you! Animal, shameless pervert!"

"Sir!" Zack reached out timely to block the folder from hitting Jonathan's face.

"You don't agree?"

Still calm, Jonathan looked curious. Was there a woman in this world who could not be bought with money?

"You bet!" Vivian rolled her eyes, looked at the bite marks on his neck, and threatened, "Let me go! Otherwise, I'll break your neck in bed with my teeth! Let's see if you still want to sleep with me!"

Following her warning, she turned away.

At the door of the consulting room, two of Jonathan's men caught her arms separately. How could she walk away?

Immediately, Jonathan darted a cold glance at the hands of his men that gripped Vivian.

Before he spoke, Zack snarled hurriedly, "Let her go, you forgot the rules?"

They immediately let her go according to Mr. Luke's rules... Others were not allowed to get their hands on his woman! Apparently, Miss Swift already passed his evaluation and was claimed by their boss.

With one hand in the pocket of his trousers, Jonathan habitually swung the antique lighter with the other hand. Although wrapped in a rigid suit, his tall body still looked as vigorous as a cheetah. His preying eyes looked sharp and tense.

Vivian swallowed and adamantly faced his compelling gaze.

Jonathan frowned and raised his jaw slightly, "Let her go."

"Yes, sir."

His men let her pass. Surprised, Vivian lost no time to hurry off.

Jonathan clasped his palm, put the lighter away in his pocket, and turned around.

Unsure of his intention, Zack asked hesitantly, "Sir, we really let her go like this?"

Without a word, Jonathan cast his eyes down and covered the bite marks on his neck with his hand. The girl had sharp teeth, and her bite was painful. What else could he do? Brutal force? And then watch her cause trouble every night? He needed her to enjoy good sleep rather than see her disturbance!

"Sir, let the doctor treat your wound!"

Jonathan nodded, "Mm."

He wondered if the severe bite would leave a permanent scar.

The doctor stuck a band-aid on his elegant, fine neck. Nonchalantly, Jonathan opened his mouth and instructed, "Zack, investigate this girl... There should be some vulnerable spots."

"Uh..." After a moment of daze, Zack answered, "Yes, sir."

This was more like it. How would Mr. Luke let his prey go so easily? Regardless of how it started, they would all throw themselves into Mr. Luke's arms in the end.