With the chirping of the birds, the warm radiance of the morning sun slowly climbed onto the sheets.

Sierra Moore woke up at this wonderful moment.

She had always been sleepy, and her body was always awake before her consciousness. Her long eyelashes were like two small fans, trembling and slowly opening, revealing a pair of sleepy eyes.

What enlarged in front of her eyes was a perfect face without any flaws. The mature man's aura wrapped around her, just like the morning six years ago when she was so scared that she almost couldn't help but scream.

After a full minute of confusion, Sierra Moore finally remembered what had happened yesterday.

She almost lost her virginity in the bar of Dark Night and she was then saved by this man.

Of course, she was not considered to be saved. He was not much better than those people. At most, he looked a little better. In the end, he was just a bastard clothed in human skin.

However, she wondered what had happened after she fell asleep last night.

Why was she lying in his arms?

And from the looks of it, she was the one who took the initiative to stick close to him, since her two hands were still tightly hugging his arms.

Sierra Moore cursed herself for being an idiot in her heart. She carefully pulled her hands out and stared at him, afraid of waking him up.

As she watched, Sierra Moore realized that she was possessed.

Because she found that this man was really more than ordinary good-looking. His facial features were flawless and his eyelashes were really so dense and long.

Sierra Moore curled her lips unhappily, thinking to herself, "How could a man be so good looking? Would he let others live?"

"Find my face attractive?"

The sudden voice scared Sierra Moore so much that her face turned pale. Looking at his slowly opening eyes, she felt tha there were endless void in his eyes.

She turned around and wanted to escape, but he turned over and trapped her in bed.

"Let go of me..." Sierra Moore struggled to get up, but she did not know that the man in the morning was the one who could not stand being provoked the most.

Nathan Shaw lowered his head to look at the woman on the bed. His pair of eyes were as deep as the night sky. His low voice seemed to be trying his best to endure it. He said, "Don't move."

How could Sierra Moore hear what he said? At this moment, she was like a fish lost on the beach. It was not easy for her to regain her conciousess until he let go.

As soon as Nathan Shaw left, Sierra Moore immediately retreated to the corner of the bed and curled up into a ball, watching him enter the bathroom. Not long after, there was the sound of water.

Seeing him enter the bathroom, Sierra Moore no longer cared about being afraid and quickly got up to find clothes to wear.

This was the first time she had carefully observed this bedroom.

The room was very big. It was at least 100 square meters. The row of white wardrobes was also very eye-catching. She walked over and opened the wardrobe. There was a row of men's clothes neatly hung inside.

She noticed that these clothes were all world-famous brands from suits to shirts, and even the black belts and ties in the drawer next to them were the same, and many of them still had their hanging cards left.

Sierra Moore's eyes were attracted by a row of glass windows.

There were many high-end velvet boxes in the display window. Some of them contained watches, while others had cuffs of various styles, flashing with a cold metallic luster.

Hearing the sound of water in the bathroom stop, Sierra Moore no longer cared about admiring these things. She casually took a white shirt and put it on, thinking that at least this man's taste was not bad.

Nathan Shaw was about six feet tall. His clothes were big and fat on her. She looked simply inappropriate. The shirt was so long that it could be used as a dress.

With the sound of the door opening, the bathroom door opened and Nathan Shaw came out wearing a sleeping robe.

This man had a strong aura. When Sierra Moore saw him, she didn't know whether she was nervous or scared. She even forgot to breathe.

His hands that were drying his hair stopped when he saw the uneasy woman in front of the wardrobe. His heart seemed to skip a beat.

She was wearing his shirt, which was very long and covered all the way to her knees. The sleeves were rolled up because they were too big, revealing her slender arms. She looked particularly petite.

Flames were suddenly ignited in the man's eyes as he stared at this annoyingly attractive woman. He thought she actually dared to dress like this.

Nathan Shaw violently threw the towel on the ground, walked over, and grabbed her arms, "Who told you to touch my things!"

It was not that she had moved his things, but purely he wanted to find a vent.

It was a pity that Sierra Moore did not understand. Seeing that he had become as fierce as last night, she trembled and looked at him with her big watery eyes, like a delicate and pitiful rabbit.

The doorbell rang downstairs. The man took a deep look at her, opened the door, and went out.

As soon as he left, the dangerous aura around her immediately dispersed. Sierra Moore supported the wardrobe behind her with her legs weak. She carefully moved to the bathroom and locked the door after entering.

Holding a handful of water on her face, she noticed the redness on her face had receded quite a bit. Sierra Moore looked at herself in the mirror and comforted herself foolishly, "Sierra Moore, what are you afraid of?

"Six years ago, you'd been in such a sorry state, but now you made it. Everyone takes what they need. Just treat it as being bitten by a dog. It's only been a year, and it was not a big deal.

"Is it really not a big deal?" She was afraid that even she didn't believe this.

There was a new set of toiletries on the sink, which should have been prepared for her. She wondered howthis man could be so kind.

She thought to herself, "Who cares if he is kind or not? Just use it, anyway."

After tidying herself up, Sierra Moore gently patted her face. Having the mentality of an ostrich, she really wanted to hide here and not go out.

"Crack!" It was the sound of a handle turning. Sierra Moore turned around in shock and saw a man in a suit standing at the door. He was holding a bunch of keys in his hands. He asked, "Are you going to stay here until you die?"

As soon as the man opened his mouth, his harsh words made her heart ache. Sierra Moore lowered her head and smiled bitterly, thinking to herself, "This is his home. How could I avoid him?"

Sierra Moore followed behind with her head lowered. She did not see the man's gaze on her from time to time. His eyes were dark.

A set of clothes was thrown at her. Sierra Moore looked up in surprise and heard the man impatiently say, "Quickly change your clothes and come down."

Seeing him leave, Sierra Moore quickly changed her clothes. The clothes were obviously new. They were just her size from inside to outside. Even the bra was the same as her size. This made her feel a little strange.

When she went downstairs, she was surprised to see the breakfast on the dining table.

The man seemed to have an urgent matter. He was talking on the phone while wearing his suit. When he saw her coming down, he waved at her and said in a tone like calling a pet, "Come here."

Given the man's temper last night, Sierra Moore decided to obey him.

So she obediently came over, helped him put on his suit jacket, and under his guidance, helped him put on his tie.

While she was doing this, Nathan Shaw kept looking at her.

She was wearing Chanel's latest dress suit. It was light pink, making her skin look especially white. The dress reached her knees, revealing her straight legs.

She wore a long white trench coat outside, revealing her curvaceous figure. Her figure was perfectly fitted with her clothes as if they were customized for her.

Without a doubt, she was even more beautiful than she was six years ago.

Nathan Shaw silently looked at her hair. His gaze were deep. Her hands that were tying his tie trembled slightly. He wondered why she was that afraid of him.

One of his hands holding her chin forced her to raise her head. Looking at her panicked gaze, he held back his kiss ultimately.

Nathan Shaw pulled her over and pointed at the paper on the table, "Sign it."

Sierra Moore picked it up and looked at it with a face full of surprise. She was shocked that this man actually made the words he said last night into an agreement.

"Wait, how could this called an agreement?" She wondered inside her heart.

This was simply an unequal treaty, a total indenture contract!

It was said on the contract that in this one year, she had to completely obey his orders. She could not do anything to disobey him. Otherwise, she would automatically break the contract. At that time, she would have to repay his debt of ten million.

In the place of the signature was actually written the words, "The two parties agreed to sign the contract willingly after discussion."

"Discussion? Isn't it coercion?" She questioned inside her heart.

She wasn't an idiot. How could she be willing to sign something like this?

She was clearly forced by the mant!

"It's not too late to regret now!"

The man's voice sounded above her head. Sierra Moore's hands trembled as she scolded him in her heart. She took the pen he handed over and reluctantly signed her name on the indenture contract.

When the last stroke of writing fell, she felt that all the strength in her body had been drained.

Seeing that she had signed it, Nathan Shaw immediately put away the contract and took out a bunch of keys from his pocket, and placed them in her hands.

"I have to go to England today. If everything goes well, I will be back in a week. This is the key to my home. I hope to see you here when I come back, understand?"

Sierra Moore was just about to rejoice over the man's departure when she heard him say, "Someone will pick you up later to pack your things. Don't run around for the next few days. Otherwise, I don't mind personally sending you back to Dark Night."

Sierra Moore cursed inside her heart that he just grabbed her weakness. Although she was unwilling, she could only nod her head.

"Very good. I like obedient women."

Nathan Shaw rubbed the top of her head and felt that there seemed to be a soft touch onit. Sierra Moore looked up in surprise, only to see his back as he left.

After Nathan Shaw left, Sierra Moore sat on the sofa, exhausted.

She looked at the delicious-looking breakfast on the dining table, but she could not find any appetite. She even had thoughts in her mind, "Am I being kept like this?"

It was really terrible to encounter such a thing on the first day of her return. Perhaps this was the punishment for her betrayal of the previous contract!

But back then, it was that person who had told her to leave.

Sierra Moore sat in the living room and thought a lot.

In fact, what she wanted to do the most right now was to buy a plane ticket back to France immediately so that she would never come again.

However, when she wanted to take action, she tragically discovered that her handbag was missing.