Freya Lawson struggled for a moment and angrily said, "Bradley, you only know how to take advantage of me!"

The man looked down at her and said in a hoarse voice, "I only take advantage of you because you are the only woman I have ever touched."

Upon hearing this, Freya Lawson blushed again, pushed him away, clearly angry, but her heart softened because of his words.

But then she thought of what happened in the car, and her face burned hotly.

There was a driver sitting in the driver's seat, and a bodyguard was sitting at the back. He actually reached his hand out to...

The more Freya Lawson thought about it, the more embarrassed she felt, covering her face in confusion.

Bradley looked at her like this, the smile on his lips deepening, his gaze uncontrollably moving to her collarbone.

She had a great figure, coupled with her flexibility from dancing since childhood. The key was that she was thin in the right places and plump in the right places too.

The key areas that he had touched were simply poisonous.

With just a glance, Bradley's Adam's apple bobbed, and his lower abdomen tightened slightly.

Freya Lawson saw the man's fiery gaze in the mirror, as if he wanted to devour her. Startled, she gently pushed him away.

You go out first, I need to change clothes.

The dress was all crumpled, completely unfit to be seen by anyone. If Rosa and Johnson saw it, how embarrassing would that be.

Okay, I'll go to the study to handle some work, I'll call you downstairs for dinner later.

The man held her face, lightly kissed her, very lightly without attachment, fearing he wouldn't be able to hold back.

Soon, he released her, turned and left the bedroom.

Freya Lawson felt like her heart was about to jump out. She never expected to come to this day with Bradley, to the point where she no longer resisted him.

Worried that the man might suddenly barge in, Freya Lawson rushed to lock the door before starting to change clothes.

But when she saw the marks on her body, she felt so ashamed that she wanted to cry.

Damn man, so domineering in swearing sovereignty, is he a dog?

Even she couldn't bear to look, quickly put on her clothes, and then lazily lay on the bed playing with her phone.

The three photos Madeline sent her were beautifully shot and heart-throbbing.

In the photo, Bradley kissed her so passionately, as if he wanted to devour her, so domineering.

Just a glance and her heart was in turmoil.

Just as she was about to delete them, she suddenly remembered what the man in the car had said, "Don't delete, keep it."

In the end, Freya Lawson didn't delete the photos, and even added a passcode, hiding them in a private place!

...

Night fell.

Freya Lawson felt someone touching her face in a daze, and with a start, she opened her eyes.

The captivating handsome face met her eyes, causing Freya Lawson to blink and ask in a hoarse voice, "How did you get in?"

"I got the key from Frederick Johnson."

The man smiled, glanced at his wristwatch, and said, "Let's go eat."

He had been knocking on the door outside for a while with no response, so he got the key from Frederick Frederick Johnson and entered. He didn't expect to find Freya Lawson sleeping with a pillow in her arms.

He sat there for over an hour, quietly watching her sleeping face, never able to get enough.

This girl was pure and beautiful, able to captivate him with just a frown or a smile.

Xavier Jackson was right, he was sick, seriously sick.

This sickness was called lovesickness.

Despite her being right in front of him, all he could think about was her!

"Let me help you change your medicine first, we'll eat later," Freya Lawson rubbed her eyes, sat up.

When she brought the medicine box, the man took off his shirt consciously.

Freya Lawson: "..."

Why does she feel that Bradley has changed?

In the past, when he flirted with her, at least she didn't take it seriously because he was blind. But now he is not pretending anymore, his flirting is even more unrestrained.

Before she could speak, he stood in front of her bare-chested, flirting so openly, who could resist it!

Freya Lawson blushed hotly, feeling like she was holding a jumping rabbit in her heart!

While helping him change the medicine, she leaned in so close that she could clearly feel the man's warm breath and his heartbeat.

Each beat was so strong and powerful, just like the man himself, full of strength all over.

Bradley lowered his head to look at her, the delicate blush on her face, burying his straight nose deeply in her soft hair, smelling the fragrance that belonged only to her.

After Freya Lawson finished changing the medicine, she lifted her head, and her cherry lips accidentally brushed against his, bringing a collision of light and electricity.

The air seemed to solidify at this moment, leaving only the sound of the hearts beating together.

Bradley's feelings erupted at this moment, as he held her face and kissed her deeply.

Half an hour later.

Freya Lawson blushing, walked downstairs. When she saw the romantic candles lit in the dining room, she froze in place.

Remembering what Rosa had said this morning, that Bradley had prepared a candlelight dinner for her last night, but because neither of them were home, the candles burned all night.

Now the candles were lit again, was this to make up for yesterday's missed candlelight dinner?

Freya Lawson pursed her lips, a strange feeling surging in her heart.

This emotion was called touched!

Behind her, a figure gradually approached, strong and thin hands embraced her from behind, the tip of the nose exuding the scent of roses, romantic and intoxicating.

Freya Lawson looked at the large bouquet of roses in front of her, obviously just bought, the flower buds still glistening with dew, and a pink card hidden inside.

She picked it up and saw the sharp and domineering font on it, which should have been personally written by Bradley.

They say a person's handwriting reflects their character, and Bradley has an extraordinary face, even his handwriting is so attractive.

There was a sentence written on the card.

"Even if you lose the whole world, you still have me!"

Freya Lawson looked at the card, tears welling up in her eyes.

From childhood to adulthood, besides her mother, she never knew the feeling of being loved by someone. The Xia family doesn't like her, the Ye family doesn't like her either, so she closed off her heart and disguised herself with coldness and various masks.

But, with the entry of Bradley, this layer of mask is being peeled off by him one by one.

He told her that he will protect her.

This is such a simple words of endearment, but to Freya Lawson's ears, it sounds more beautiful than the most solemn vows.

She no longer wants to pretend. Even though she knows she is strong enough not to need anyone's protection, at this moment, she just wants to hide in the arms of the man and be cherished by him.

Suddenly taking the initiative to hug him, Bradley was pleasantly surprised. He looked deeply into her eyes, filled with emotion, and said.

Marrying me in the prime of your life, you've suffered injustice. From today onwards, we can date like any other couple. You can tell me your thoughts and desires, and I will fulfill them for you.

But, my Freya, never think of leaving me! Since you have entered my heart, I will lock this door forever, so you never walk out of it."