Chapter 2 Angela Cole, a Charming Witch

Samuel Fisher stepped out of the restaurant, and a black vehicle pulled up in front of him.

Ronnie Dixon got out of the car and opened the door for him.

Out of habit, Ronnie wanted to shut the door when his master had gotten inside, but Samuel stopped him by pushing his hand outwards.

Ronnie was stunned for a second, quickly retracted his hand, and then stood respectfully by the car door, giving a sidelong glance at the exit of the restaurant.

He saw a young woman coming out, who looked as pretty as a beautiful figure in a painting, refreshing and reserved.

Ronnie withdrew his surprise and waited respectfully for the lady to get into the vehicle.

Angela Cole walked slowly, thinking about the face of Samuel.

In her eyes, that man was surprisingly good-looking and had an extraordinary temperament beyond her expectations.

However, his attractive and somewhat standoffish facial features could not dispel the uneasiness out of her mind.

Angela came to the car door and looked at the man sitting inside, who was looking straight forward and giving off a restrained, cold vibe.

He performed like a king while the young girl was nothing but a maid in his eyes.

It seemed that he had given her options to select, but actually, she had no right to choose at all.

Angela bit her lower lip after a light sigh and then bent to get into the car. Before she could sit firmly, the man suddenly pulled her hard.

Angela lost her balance and crashed into the man's arms as a result.

Bang!

The car door was slammed shut.

With his slender fingers caressing the girl's lips, Samuel revealed a faint smile and then spoke in a mellow, magnetic voice that was tinged with a trace of coldness.

"You've gotten in my auto, and there's no turning back."

There was no emotional fluctuation in his deep-set eyes. Angela found she could not think his thoughts through.

She was only an eighteen-year-old girl who could do nothing but helplessly and frightenedly lower her head in the face of such a matter.

However, in Samuel Fisher's opinion, the panicked expression on the girl's face was simply tempting and inviting.

Samuel let out a chuckle. "It seems that your father is very good at upbringing. You are as beautiful and seductive as a fairy."

Angela shuddered, her lips trembling slightly. Before she could speak, the man kissed her on the mouth.

The girl then closed her eyes, her eyelashes quivering observably.

Samuel laughed out, and the smile was spreading through his lips to the girl's, causing her mouth shiver as well.

"She is so fresh, adorable and delicate." While thinking, the look in the man's eyes deepened.

What a lovely gift!

"She looks like a cute fawn or a smart fox."

...

The car stopped in front of the best hotel in Norlan City.

Holding the soft hand of Angela, Samuel stepped into the gleaming lobby.

The hotel manager rushed over to them. "Young Master Fisher, good evening."

Samuel nodded at the man and walked into the elevator together with the girl.

Angela kept staring at the digit appearing on the screen in the elevator, and it stopped at the highest. The door of the elevator then opened.

After stepping out of the lift, an extravagant scarlet carpet and a long hallway appeared in their eyes.

In contrast to the man's dry, clean hand, Angela's was soaked in a sweat, and a layer of coldness covered her entire body.

The girl walked silently and dared not even cast a glance at the composed man next to her.

Samuel behaved so indifferently as if what was going to happen was nothing for him but a simple meal.

While Angela was still lost in her thoughts, the man led her into a room and then shut the door.

After entering the room, Angela stood motionless in the doorway and hesitated. However, Samuel swiftly took off his tie and then pressed the woman against the door.

In shock, Angela tried to push the man away, but he fiercely lowered his head to cover her lips with his mouth.

Angela widened her eyes open, struggling in panic.

She was unwilling.

She tried hard to delay what was going to happen even though she could not stop it from happening.

However, her struggling was noneffective in front of Samuel, an athletic and sturdy man.

Instead, it stirred up his lust, and this was the first time in twenty-eight years that he was so desperate to occupy a girl.

He deliberately tamped down his desire when they were in the vehicle as he did not want her to take him as a lady-killer without self-control. He preferred to enjoy her in a private environment.

The ultimate allure he felt from the girl motived him to bite her lips recklessly. It was delicious.

Angela was terrified. Seeing that he had no intention to stop, she patted him with both hands at full tilt and did not mind hurting him. However, while she was struggling, their teeth collided.

Feeling annoyed, Samuel grabbed her by the chin.

"You don't want it?" he murmured while pressing his lips against hers.