Nathan Shaw was waiting for this sentence. He lowered his eyes and thought for a moment. When he raised his head to look at her, the expression on his face was unprecedentedly earnest.

Sierra Moore waited for a while and heard him say, "I am already yours now, so you have to be responsible for me."

Sierra Moore looked at him with her mouth wide open, unable to believe what she had heard.

She thought to herself, "Was the bastard asking me to take responsibility for him?"

"You mean, yesterday, we..."

She continued to think to herself, "If something really happened to us, then why are there no traces on my body at all?"

Facing Sierra Moore's suspicious gaze, Nathan Shaw did not feel guilty at all. He sneered and said, "Miss Moore was very enthusiastic yesterday. What? Are you going to go back on your word after you have made it a done deal?"

Hearing his suggestive words, Sierra Moore was almost choked to death. Just as she was about to ask clearly, she heard Nathan Shaw asking unhappily, "Are you not willing to take responsibility?"

"No, no, no, that's not it." Sierra Moore wanted to explain, but she found that there was no way to explain. Looking at Nathan Shaw's expression, she felt her heart sink to the bottom.

Nathan Shaw said with a decided tone, "Very good. Since you are willing to take responsibility, then I will reluctantly accept it."

"What did you say?" Sierra Moore asked in confusion.

The woman on the bed looked at him blankly, looking like a lost deer, extremely cute.

Nathan Shaw's heart itched. He really wanted to pounce over and really have something to do with her, but he knew that he couldn't force her too hard. If he forced her away again and again, then the gains wouldn't make up for the losses.

Suppressing the impulse in his body, Nathan Shaw said in a slightly hoarse voice, "In the future, you are not allowed to drink in front of other men."

Although the commanding tone was unpleasant, Sierra Moore pouted unhappily.

Under his burning gaze, a dangerous signal sounded. It was as if the bastard would turn into a wolf in the next second. Sierra Moore was very tactful and obediently nodded. Her performance made Nathan Shaw very satisfied.

A kiss of reward landed on her head. "Good girl."

Having achieved his goal, Nathan Shaw was obviously in high spirits. He put on a nightgown and went out. Before leaving, he said to her, "Get dressed and come down for breakfast."

After Nathan Shaw left, Sierra Moore finally breathed a sigh of relief.

But speaking of which, she thought to herself, "Did I really make a done deal yesterday?"

At the thought of being responsible for the bastard in the future, Sierra Moore sank into deep distress.

Faced with such a situation, Sierra Moore had no idea at all.

She found her phone and found that it had been turned off. After she turned it on, there were several missed calls and text messages.

[Damn girl, call me immediately when you see the message.]

Sierra Moore ignored the other calls and immediately called Sophie Lucas back. As soon as the call connected, she began to cry, "Sofi, I seem to have done something wrong."

Sophie Lucas had a bad feeling in her heart. Then she heard Sierra Moore say with a guilty conscience, "Well, I seem to have forced Nathan Shaw yesterday."

"Sierra Moore, what do you want me to say about you?" As expected, Sophie Lucas asked, feeling helpless.

"Maybe, he deliberately said so to make things worse. Maybe nothing happened between us last night!" Sierra Moore was still holding onto a trace of hope.

Sophie Lucas couldn't help but scold her, "I must tell you responsibly. When you were at KTV yesterday, you hugged him and kissed him. You hugged him tightly and refused to let go. You even loudly announced that Nathan Shaw, the pretty guy is yours."

"No way!" The bit of hope in Sierra Moore's heart immediately flew away. With a bitter face, she asked Sophie Lucas, "Then what do you think we should do?"

"What can you do now that you've already slept with him?" Sophie Lucas was so angry that she couldn't hide her anger.

"Boohoo..."

Sierra Moore cried and explained in a low voice, "I didn't do it on purpose."

Hearing her cry, Sophie Lucas fell silent. After a while, she asked her, "What do you want to do?"

Sierra Moore shook her head and choked, "I don't know either."

Sophie Lucas continued, "Then let me ask you, how do you feel about Nathan Shaw?"

"What do I feel?" Sierra Moore thought to herself.

Sierra Moore seemed to see Nathan Shaw wrapped in a bath towel again, and her heartbeat suddenly accelerated.

His hair wasn't long, but it's always impeccably groomed. He seemed to carry a unique, subtle fragrance. His eyes were deep, and when he looked at you, it made you feel anxious, as if your heart was racing like a startled deer.

His perfectly sculpted features were enviable, and even his lips were attractive, though they were usually pressed into a cold, unsmiling line. One could only wonder how charming he might look when he did smile.

"Wait, why did I think of this?"

Sierra Moore hit her head hard and pulled back her thoughts of wanting to flee.

While she did not speak, Sophie Lucas could not help but say, "Sierra Moore, don't blame me for not reminding you! A man like Nathan Shaw who stands at the top of the food chain, it's best for you not to provoke him."

Sierra Moore thought to herself, "My Miss Lucas, you seem to be standing at the top of the food chain, too."

However, what she wanted to know the most now was what if she had already provoked him.

That was right! She had already provoked him. Sophie Lucas had personally witnessed the situation yesterday.

Sophie Lucas thought for a moment and said to her, "Then keep your heart. You can stay by his side, but you can't be tempted by him. Sisi, don't blame me for not reminding you. A man like him is very dangerous. Once you are moved, you will be doomed!"

Sierra Moore thought that Sophie Lucas was about to say something important.

When Sierra Moore heard this, she immediately puffed up her chest confidently. "He is the bastard. How can I be tempted by him? Anyway, there is only one year. As soon as the time is up, I will leave immediately."

"It would be best if that was the case!" Sophie Lucas curled her lips.

"By the way, didn't you say you were going to work today? What company did you apply for?"

"Work? The company?" Sierra Moore finally remembered that today was her first day in the office. And now, she was still sitting on the bed and talking on the phone!

"Oh no!"

"I'm going to be late for work. I won't talk to you for now. Bye-bye!" Sierra Moore exclaimed.

Nathan Shaw sat in front of the dining table and ate elegantly, as he saw Sierra Moore hurriedly rush down the stairs without even looking at him and run to the entrance to change her shoes.

The feeling of being ignored like this was very bad. Nathan Shaw frowned slightly and asked her, "What are you doing?"

Sierra Moore finally remembered that there was such a man. She replied without looking back, "I'm going to be late for work."

For the first time, Nathan Shaw felt how stupid it was to let her work for the company. He cursed in his heart and said coldly, "Come and eat."

"It's too late. I'm going to be late for work." Sierra Moore thought he didn't hear her clearly, so she told him again.

Just then, the phone rang. When Sierra Moore saw that it was Mr. Yates, she immediately picked it up with a guilty conscience. "Hello, Mr. Yates, I might..."

Her hands were empty, and the phone had been taken away by Nathan Shaw. He said in a flat voice, "Sierra Moore asks for leave today. Go and arrange it. That's it!"

"..."

Sierra Moore looked at Nathan Shaw in disbelief.

"You can come over for breakfast now," Nathan Shaw said as he handed her the mobile phone.

"Eat the fucking breakfast!" She cursed in her heart.

Sierra Moore really wanted to call Mr. Yates to explain, but looking at Nathan Shaw's expression, and thinking about what she had done last night, she felt a little guilty.

"Don't make me repeat myself. Come over and eat."

Sierra Moore had been completely defeated and followed him dejectedly.

Seeing the lavish breakfast on the dining table, Sierra Moore was slightly surprised. She did not believe that Nathan Shaw would personally cook.

As if he understood what she was thinking, Nathan Shaw gracefully ate his meal and said to her, "Remeber, someone will come over every morning to prepare breakfast and put a change of clothes in the rattan basket downstairs. Someone will take them for dry cleaning and wash them. If there is anything you need at home, call Lisa."

After saying that, he did not hear any reply. He looked up and saw that Sierra Moore was holding a fork and poking at the fried egg on the plate with a conflicted look on her face.

Nathan Shaw raised his eyebrows and asked her, "You don't want to take responsibility?"

"No, I..."

A cold palm pressed against her face, gently touching it.

Sierra Moore opened her eyes wide. It was the first time she was seeing his eyes up close, and it felt as though there was an endless sea of stars in them, making her mind go blank.

Overwhelmed by his presence, Sierra Moore stared at him in a daze. "How could you just kiss me like that?"

Nathan Shaw was still holding a knife and fork in his hands. He elegantly cut a hot dog and looked at her with bright eyes. "From now on, you have to get used to it. Besides, we have done even more intimate things last night."

At the mention of last night, Sierra Moore's eyes began to twitch. She thought to herself, "A grown man has been forced, and he still has the nerve to mention it."

Looking at the conflicted expression on Sierra Moore's face, Nathan Shaw found that his mood suddenly became much better, and the corners of his mouth curved into a good-looking arc.

That smile was so beautiful that it was stunning, but unfortunately, no one saw it.

After breakfast, Nathan Shaw went upstairs. Since she did not need to go to work, Sierra Moore simply watched TV in the living room with a pile of snacks in front of her.

The mobile phone on the table rang. When Sierra Moore picked it up, she did not find anything wrong.

"Hello?"

There was no sound on the phone.

Sierra Moore was watching the TV and giggling. She did not notice it and thought that the other party had dialed the wrong number. Just as she was about to hang up, she heard a female voice coming from inside.

"Who are you? Why is Nate's mobile phone in your hands?"

"What?" Sierra Moore looked down at the mobile phone. It was black, exactly the same as the one she used. No wonder she felt that this mobile phone was familiar.

"So this is Nathan Shaw's phone?" Thinking to herself, Sierra Moore was a little dumbfounded. "Since she called Nathan Shaw so intimately, if I hung up at this time, wouldn't it make me seem more guilty?"

"Um, wait a moment. I'll give him this phone." She didn't even have time to put on her shoes and quickly ran upstairs.

The door of the study room was pushed open. Nathan Shaw looked up and saw Sierra Moore standing at the door barefoot. He frowned slightly.

"Your call." Sierra Moore handed the mobile phone over and was about to explain when Nathan suddenly swept her up in his arms. She screamed in fear, "What are you doing!"

"Why aren't you wearing your shoes?" Nathan Shaw picked her up and glared at her fiercely.

He thought to himself, "The floor is so cold. She might catch a cold."

Sierra Moore thought that he was blaming her for answering his call, but she did not expect that he was angry because she was not wearing shoest.