"Just back?"Wesley Cooper said in low voice and he was slightly displeased.
"We are in the kitchen, please don't..."He held her a little harder which made her fail to finish her words.
Harriet turned around, face to face with the man.
The man was much taller than her, with dark eyes and gentle facial features, but he gave her a strong sense of oppression. He lowered his head and kissed Harriet.
The cold air from him surrounded Harriet's body, and made her mind out of control. She cuddled him back as she failed to stop him.
"Well..."Harriet felt a little bit overwhelming.
"Just relax and trust me."The man groaned and chuckled.
Harriet rolled her eyes at him, "I hurried back to cook for you and look what you do for me. Do you still want to have a dinner?"
"Certainly, but there is something more important to do right now."The man smiled at her, "Raise your head and look at me."
Hearing the words, Harriet was in a trance and looked at him with her wandering eyes.
The man just smiled slightly.
When they finished having sex, the man went to take a shower. Harriet opened all the windows with disgust as the scent of sex kept pervading in the room.
"He is just a dick. I already tell him just don't make love in the kitchen and what he wants just the excitement of doing it in a different space."
"Forget it, he will eat the beef noodles made in this kitchen anyway!"
Harriet brought the beef noodles to the table. Wesley happened to end his shower, wearing a light gray nightgown.
Harriet handed him the chopsticks when he was ready to have the dinner, then sat opposite him, putting her head in the hands and watching him.
Her encounter with Wesley was no an accident but a plan.
Two years ago, her younger brother was about to go to the army as a soldier but he was retaliated by the thugs because of his heroic action. He was beaten to be disabled. What was worse, their mother was too worried to keep healthy. Harriet had to send both of them to the hospital.
Her brother survived, but got a rare disease that needed constant treatment.
She sold the house, the car and everything that could be exchanged with money. But it is still not enough.
Harriet was desperate and even was even going to be a hostess.
When she saw Wesley in the clubhouse for the first time, she could tell that he was very rich from his outfit and grace. When he went to the toilet, she just followed him and hooked up with him.
Harriet thought that this man must be very picky on women and she would not catch him easily. She did not expect that the man just asked her a few questions with a smile, and then took her out of the club.
After Wesley arranged her life at the apartment, she totally financially depended on him, and she even got a car and credit cards. What was more, she got a good job after her graduation.
Harriet was grateful to him.
She didn't care if he loved her, as long as she could get money to treat her brother and save him. She could do anything.
She tried to please Wesley as much as possible, remembering all his preferences and even found a dedicated teacher to teach her cooking skills after noticing that he liked having dinner at home.
It was just that the relationship between the two had lasted too long, which made Harriet puzzled.
A rich man like Wesley could get all women he wanted. And there were dozens of beautiful women who were way more gorgeous than her in the entertainment industry. Why didn't he ask her to fuck off? Did he never feel tired with her?