Love Bargain

The night was serene, and the bedroom was filled with a captivating fragrance.

On the luxurious, retro European-style bed, a young girl lay on the silk quilt wearing a thin nightgown.

She tried to move, but somehow her limbs felt weak, lacking strength, and her consciousness seeming slow to return.

Where was she? She wondered between brief moments of lucid awareness.

Suddenly, the door opened, and a respectful voice sounded, "Mr. Harris, according to the previous examination date, today is the appropriate time. The person inside has been cleaned."

"Leave." The man's deep voice was melodious and pleasing to the ear, it was as pleasing as listening to the cello.

Then, footsteps entered the room.

Doris Stewart unconsciously held her breath... even without seeing who it was, she could sense the man's powerful and imposing aura!

The handsome man walked to the edge of the bed, took off his leather gloves with elegance and nobility.

His tall figure leaned down, and his big hand reached for her face--

Doris sensed his approach and forcefully turned away, biting her lip to calm her emotions.

The man's hand fell through the air. With a slightly surprised raised eyebrow, he chuckled lowly, "Fainting wasn't enough last time, and now you want to try a new trick?"

Last time? New trick? Doris was confused.

Who was he? What was he saying? Why couldn't she understand anything?

Doris wanted to speak and ask what exactly was going on, but her throat was dry from not drinking water for so long, and she couldn't make a sound...

"It's just a transaction with a clear price tag, but your performance has been so poor every time. I could choose not to pay or to return the goods."

"..."

"I am your employer, and there is no benefit to displeasing me." The man's indifferent words were filled with mockery, causing Doris to frown in disgust!

Seeing her reaction, the man's thin lips curled up in an expected mockery.

His gaze towards her was cold and ruthless, not even bothering to unbutton his clothes, just to fulfill the task.

Then, in the next second, Doris suddenly mustered her strength and thrust her hand towards the descending man!

The earring hook in her hand scratched the man's neck, and blood immediately flowed out.

Kyle Harris let out a muffled groan, and his tall figure stood up abruptly!

As the pressure on her body lifted, Doris immediately propped herself up from the other side of the bed. Her legs felt weak, and she rolled off the bed, hitting the ground with a thud...

But she quickly struggled to get up, immediately looking for the door and an exit. Just as she raised her head, she met a pair of sinister eyes.

They were incredibly beautiful eyes, belonging to an even more handsome man. He stood backlit, his facial features exceptionally profound, like the most exquisitely crafted sculpture. His nose was high, his thin lips coolly pressed together, exuding a lethal masculine hormone.

Doris looked at him.

However, he did not seem to regret his actions toward Doris because of his handsome appearance. Instead, his eyebrows furrowed even tighter.

Who was he? She didn't even know him!

She clearly remembered returning to her small apartment after class and when she opened the door, everything went black. After that, she didn't remember anything...

How did she end up in this room? Was it an accident or was it intentional? Doris’s thoughts where in a frenzy.

Kyle reached up and touched the wound on his neck, feeling the pain.

He narrowed his eyes dangerously and said, "Has anyone ever told you that playing hard-to-get can easily backfire?"

"..."

"You're the first woman to make me bleed." He looked at the fresh blood on his fingers, lips curving without any hint of a smile. "You're courting death."

"..." Doris coughed forcefully several times before she could finally speak, "I don't know you, and I'm not the person you're talking about with the deal. You've got the wrong person!"

"I don't have much time," Kyle sneered at her, "I can only stay here for two hours at most. If you want to get as much money as possible, cooperate quickly."

Clearly, he didn't believe a word she had said—

Doris became anxious and clenched her fists. "Sir, I don't know why I ended up in this room, but something clearly went wrong. Let me go, and I can get my ID card to show you..."

"That's enough," Kyle interrupted, the annoyance evident in his tone. "You wasted a lot of my time by pretending to faint last time. If it weren't for your high genetic compatibility, I wouldn't have come to see you again."

"..." Mr. Harris Sr. had screened her in secret, and despite multiple checks, she was the one selected because of their genetic compatibility—otherwise, Kyle, like the lowly woman who betrayed herself, would never even see her.

Kyle, was the heir to the world's leading multinational conglomerate, the Harris family. He had a half British royal bloodline, was born with a silver spoon in his mouth, and the Harris family behind him was unimaginably wealthy, with centuries-old roots and immense power in Europe, he was superior in every way.

"I scratched you because you wanted to violate me!" Doris said pinching her palm with her fingers as she took a deep breath. "If you don't want me to continue scratching you, you should listen to what I'm saying seriously. I don't know you at all..."

"You don't deserve to know me." Kyle's lips curled evilly, but his eyes were icy cold. "Even if you bear my child, we will have no relationship. Give up your delusions."

"..." Doris froze—how could there be such an arrogant man? On what basis did he speak to her like this?!

Kyle glanced at her expression, thinking she was frightened and smirked, approaching her with his tall figure.

"Don't come any closer!" Doris instantly became alert and shouted,

"I have never taken your money, and I don't want to be pregnant or have a child! If you don't want trouble, let me go now! Otherwise, don't blame me for calling the police!"