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"As you make your bed so you must lie in it. Pretty noble to sell your body for your brother. And you nearly lost your life for your cheap friend? A sacrifice must be your life motto. Who do you think you are? A saint?"
He captured her, and no way to escape this devil. In his peculiar way, both tough and gentle, she can only accept it and lower her guard down.
He was looking for someone who stole his disc and took someone who's just an ordinary and young supermarket staff. Her life totally changed since she met him.
He forces everything, including a three-year contract, to be his woman. Her enchanting beauty captured him, and the love-hate journey started.

A marriage bound by a contract, and she obliged to accept it. He was her boss, and she was his secretary.
She gave him everything he wanted, but her love was neglected, but when she decided to leave, he offered her a contract marriage to make her stay. But, someone occupied his heart, and he couldn't offer anything to her except his talent on the bed.
After their marriage, she endured the pain, but scheme after scheme destroyed her tolerance. Finally, she was ready to leave him, but suddenly he refused to let her go.
Charles seemed to feel her sorrow, hugged her suddenly, and whispered, 'Sarah, you can trust me. I won't ever be with her. You are different from all those other women. I really want to be with you. If I didn't, then I wouldn't have cut off relationships with all other women. Don't you believe me now?"
Sarah sobbed gently, 'If you have accepted that it's over with her, why do you still keep her photo in your wallet? Why do you still miss her? Don't you see how it's hurting me?"
Charles stared at her, 'She's just another woman from my past!"
The atmosphere between them became suffocating, and Charles said in a low voice, 'Sarah, have I told you that you could leave? Remember, I'm your boss. You are my secretary and my wife!"
Angrily, Charles shouted again, 'Sarah, I'm your man!"
'Uh? My man?" Sarah laughed and stared at him.
Tears began to slip down her cheeks, 'Are you, my man? Mr. President, I am just a mere possession of yours and never become your wife! Set me free, I'm begging you!"

Brianna walked towards him obediently. Seeing how stiff and hesitant she moved, Scott was displeased. "What? Are you a robot? Don't you know what your job is?"
"Yes. To please you," Brianna answered awkwardly, "But... but we know little about each other and... and we don't have feelings towards each other as well…"
"What are you talking about? You are merely my possession." Scott said coldly as he slid his finger from her lips down her neck towards her collarbone. Brianna felt his finger moving downwards and resting on her right breast.
She bit her lips and said, "Mr. Anderson, I'm just a common girl to you compared to those that you have met. I don't think I'm good enough to please you."
"Whether you are good enough or not is up to me. Also, why would I look for others since I have got one here that I've paid for?" Scott said in a cold voice.