George Young's car was as low-key as himself. When he left Dark Night, Nathan Shaw deliberately drove the car very slowly. When they returned to the villa, Sierra Moore was almost asleep.

Seeing that Sierra Moore was sleeping soundly with her head on the back of the chair, Nathan Shaw could not bear to wake her, so he gently carried her upstairs.

Just as he placed her on the bed, a pair of hands reached over.

Nathan Shaw's body trembled as he looked down at the person on the bed.

He saw that she had opened her eyes, which were a little red and still sleepy.

It was this kind of gaze that almost made Nathan Shaw lose control. He tightened and supported his body with both hands to prevent him from losing his balance and pressing against her.

Sierra Moore hugged Nathan Shaw's waist and opened her eyes to get used to it for a moment before she could see his face clearly.

Nathan Shaw thought that she would let go of her hand and shrink back into her turtle shell. Unexpectedly, the girl was especially bold today. Not only was she hugging him, but she was also leaning over him.

"Shaw, please don't go. Don't leave me alone." Sierra Moore moved in his arms and leaned her head against his ear, begging pitifully.

All these years, she had always been alone, but tonight she did not want to. She really did not want to be alone.

Sierra Moore's hands and feet were already wrapped around Nathan Shaw's body. She was handing over all the weight of her body to him.

Since she took the initiative, Nathan Shaw naturally would take it. His head was against hers, but in his heart, he thought he couldn't sleep with her at this time, not because he was afraid that she would blame him for taking advantage of her, but because he didn't care to do so at all.

Sierra Moore, who had come back to her senses, was held in his arms. After she was crying for a long time, her voice was a little hoarse. She said, "Shaw, if not for you today, I wouldn't know where to hide and cry. Thanks"

Nathan Shaw understood what she meant. He pinched her cheek and said, "Stupid girl, from now on, you dont need to hide your tears from me."

Sierra Moore thought to herself, "It's been a long time since no one has ever said something like this to me."

Happiness came too suddenly. Sierra Moore's eyes turned red, and tears fell without warning. Big droplets rolled down. She felt really sad.

As she cried, she wrinkled her nose and said, "Shaw, do I look ugly when crying?"

Nathan Shaw lowered his head and wiped away her tears. His voice was even lower than before. "Yes. It's very ugly."

"So, don't cry. I am heartbreaking." He thought to himself.

But because of his words, Sierra Moore cried even louder, with a bit of grievance and a bit unreasonable, crying and shouting. "I know I am no longer Moore Family's little princess."

If she wasn't Moore Family's little princess, then she wasn't qualified to be willful.

Knowing that she wanted to vent, Nathan Shaw did not stop her. He was afraid that his weight would press on her, so he turned over and let her lie on his body.

The tailored suit was full of tears, but he did not feel sorry for the suit. Instead, his heart ached for her tears.

He thought to himself, "Back then, she must have been very helpless to bear such an accident alone. When I appeared at her most difficult time, not only did I take advantage of her weakness, but I also abandoned her.

"Originally, I could have protected her. The sweet and cute little girl in my memory was pushed away by myself. Her sweet and cute side has been forgotten in the past six years, never to be found again.

"She must have had a hard time living alone outside all these years."

The reason why Sierra Moore was so dependent on Nathan Shaw tonight was that in her heart, Nathana had had a physical relationship with her. He was a ray of light that she had secretly caught in the dark.

That was why she was so uncharacteristically curled up in his arms.

In a daze, he heard her say, "Shaw, if only I had met you earlier."

At that moment, his heart was utterly soft and torn apart, and he could even hear the sighs from deep within himself.

He thought to himself, "Silly girl, we met a long time ago, but you don't remember it."

He whispered as he carefully protected the girl on his body and whispered, "It's not too late now."

Sierra Moore cried for a long time last night. When she woke up in the morning, her eyes were a little painful. When she was about to reach out and rub her eyes, she was caught by a hand. The warm palm covered her eyes, making her feel light and warm.

Sensing that his hand had left, Sierra Moore was in a trance for a moment. Her eyelashes trembled slightly as she opened her eyes. Within her sight was a lazy and handsome man.

When he saw that she was still in a daze, Nathan Shaw's eyes and eyebrows were full of lust. He smiled and said to her, "Morning!"

Sierra Moore thought to herself, "The bastard is smiling. Am I still dreaming?"

Sierra Moore stared blankly at Nathan Shaw's lips. The place that she had bitten earlier had already scabbed. It was difficult to find a faint pink color without careful consideration. His light-colored lips were pursed, forming a very warm arc.

As if being bewitched, Sierra Moore also smiled and said, "Morning!"

Men were always impulsive in the morning, but Nathan Shaw did not dare to have any thoughts. While he was looking at her beaming eyes, his heart beat wildly.

Once he tasted beautiful things, it was always so easy to get addicted. He thought that there would be nothing in this world that was more worthy of his nostalgia than everything about her.

He leaned over and rubbed her eyes, pretending to warn her sternly, "Your eyes are very swollen. You're not allowed to rub them with your hands. I'll find you a piece of ice later to apply it on."

Nathan Shaw got up and went to the bathroom. Sierra Moore covered her blushing face and hid under the quilt like an ostrich. Now that the bastard changed to playing the gentle strategy, she found that she seemed to be a little overwhelmed.

She thought to herself, "This must be a conspiracy of the bastard. No, I have to call Sofi as soon as possible."

When Nathan Shaw came out, he saw that Sierra Moore was still lying in bed and making a phone call. She didn't even notice that he had come out. When he got closer, he could hear her complaints.

"He is simply not masculine. What do you think I should do?"

Hearing this, Nathan Shaw stopped when he was about to leave. He pinched his chin and looked at the girl on the bed. A dangerous light flashed in his eyes.

Nathan Shaw wondered whether this woman was complaining that he was not proactive enough.

How could Sierra Moore know that her one sentence would decide her bittersweet sexual life in the future? She concentrated on holding the phone and complaining to Sophie Lucas.

"He looks even better than a star. The skin on his face is so good that there isn't even a pore on his face. Every time he comes close to me, I will fluster. My mind is blank and I can't think of anything. Do you think Im fallen for his looks"

Nathan Shaw didn't know what the other end of the line said, but he saw her suddenly get excited and roll around on the bed, "No. No. I have no lust or thirst for his body, and I haven't pressed him down. Don't talk nonsense!"

After a moment of silence, Sierra bit the corner of the quilt and quibbled. She was rather defending than quibbling.

"How long have I known him? Besides, I still owe him ten million! He admitted it himself and said that he recruited me to pay him back early. In the future, my salary will be directly transferred to his card." The last sentence was so sour.

Sophie Lucas heard this and laughed. She did not sympathize with Sierra Moore at all. "Look at you. He forced you to sign the contract. Now, even your salary has been confiscated by him. He has cut off your road to wealth. I think you won't be able to escape from his grasp. You should just accept your fate!"

"No..." Sierra Moore wailed and rolled around under the quilt.

It was unknown what the other end said, but Nathan Shaw heard Sierra Moore wail again and curse, "It's the most shameless thing to use his handsome face to trick on me!"

As he heard this, a smile flashed across Nathan Shaw's eyes. He had already thought of a way to force his kitten to submit.

Sierra Moore talked for a while. Realizing that it was getting late, she got up to get dressed.

Every morning, Ken would bring breakfast on time to the villa and pick up Nathan Shaw to work.

In the past few days, Sierra Moore had seen Ken many times, so she wasn't that embarrassed. It was just that she wasn't too used to this kind of treatment.

She had mentioned this matter to Nathan Shaw and said that she felt that she lived the same life as the mistress of the king did in the past. She felt too guilty. After all, she wasnt like Nathan, one of the most influential celebrities in New York.

When Nathan Shaw heard this, he glanced at her and said, "Good girl, then go wash the dishes."

This was to remind her of her identity. If he was said to be a king, then she would at most be a maid serving the master. She had no qualifications to raise any objections.

"Morning, Ken!"

Sierra Moore came down from the spiral staircase and smiled at Ken in the living room. Her smile was even brighter than the sunshine in the yard.

Ken had become familiar with her these past few days. His expression was no longer as indifferent as before. He stiffly tugged at the corner of his mouth to greet her. "Good morning, Miss Moore!"

Suddenly, a gust of cold wind swept past his back. Ken did not understand what was going on. When he raised his head, he bumped into Mr. Shaw's murderous eyes. He immediately broke out in a cold sweat.

When Sierra Moore entered the company in Nathan Shaw's car again, her slow-witted brain finally reacted. "He's putting on an act to embarrass me."

Therefore, after getting off the car, she immediately kept a distance from Nathan, but it was too late.

As soon as Nathan Shaw got out of the car, he saw Sierra Moore running into the company like a gust of wind. It was as if a vicious dog was chasing after her. Nathan Shaw darkened his face.

The car was handed over to the security guard of the building. Ken walked over to Nathan Shaw and saw that he was pulling a large and abandoned dog-like face. Ken could not help but sigh in his heart, "I have never seen anyone who could affect the mood of boss so easily."

After Sierra Moore arrived at the office, her mind slowly started processing.

In fact, after what happened yesterday, Sierra Moore had already realized the requirements of this job and no longer had so much resistance as before.

Although Nathan Shaw had changed from the bastard to her Boss, which made her somewhat uncomfortable, it could not change the fact that he was her creditor.

However, on a different occasion, he was still the high, mighty, and unreachable one.

Moreover, she seemed to have heard yesterday that after this jewelry brand was popularized, the employees who participated in this project would receive a generous reward.

Thinking of the unreachable ten million, Sierra Moore decided to stay in the company and endure the humiliation for the time being. She thought to herself, "Anyway, after paying back the debt, I will not continue to submit to the abuse of the bastard."

She was obviously very sad last night, but she unexpectedly had a good sleep.

Sierra Moore smiled and walked to the tea room with the cup in her hand. Her mind was full of the work she needed to hand in this time. She thought that she had to hand in a satisfactory work draft this time. She absolutely could not let Nathan Shaw look down on her.