My Beautiful Boss novel Chapter 109

After Peter brought Amaris into the guesthouse, he hurriedly placed her on the round bed.

Amaris was so weak. As soon as she was put on the big bed, she let out a groan. She lay there still and looked very fragile. Everytime her wound was touched, she would let out a silent cry that sounded painful.

Her delicate and soft body would twist slightly, and she was sweating and moaning.

Nevertheless, her body language and the expression on her face

were really enticing.

'Oh my gosh! I'm not a playboy. It's not right to tempt me like this.' Peter bit his tongue, as he tried hard not to look at her body. Swiftly, he tore a large sheet and folded it into a strip of cloth.

He could not take Amaris to the hospital because she was hurt by a gunshot. There was no bandage in the hotel room. So Peter had to use the bed sheet to dress her wound.

"Ah! It hurts! It hurts!"

Amaris almost lost consciousness because of the pain. Her hands were on her waist. Her provoking mouth was slightly open. And her body was writhing in pain.

Her wound kept on bleeding. Her blood stained the bed sheet red in just a few minutes and it was very alarming.

Seeing this, Peter wasted no time. He tore up Amaris' dress quickly and it left her almost naked.

After saying a quick prayer, Peter carefully took out the silver needle and stitched up her wound. Peter then soaked a towel to clean her wound. He applied some medicine and began to bandage her wound.

Amaris moaned louder because of the pain. Her slender legs kept kicking trying to fight off the pain.

It looked like Peter was raping her and Amaris tried to struggle fiercely.

Peter was desperate. He jumped up and sat on Amaris' thighs to control her and to keep her still. Then, he covered her mouth with one hand so she could not make a noise. He then bandaged her wound with his other hand.

Amaris struggled for a second, but eventually lost consciousness.

Peter took a deep breath before he quickly stitched up her wound.

The next day, just when the sun was up, Amaris woke up.

She rubbed her sleepy eyes. Instantly, she saw Peter lying next to her. She lifted the quilt and looked at herself. Ashamed, she blushed with anger.

She also noticed that her dress was torn and shreds scattered on the floor.

"Ah-ah!" A loud scream broke the silence. Amaris took her hairpin and started stabbing at Peter viciously.

She seemed ruthless! And cruelhearted!

Peter, who was still dreaming, was awakened by her scream. He sensed the danger coming at him. He reached out his left hand, grabbed Amaris' wrist and pulled her to him.

Amaris, only wearing her underwear, was pulled forward and ended on top of Peter's body. It was an awkward position and Amaris felt very ashamed.

Afraid, she did not dare move a bit.

Peter's fingers were clutching her throat. And one false move, she would choke to death.

Peter felt wonderful, and he pressed his body closer to her. He opened his eyes and looked at Amaris.

Peter felt foolish. "Pretty, what are you doing? It's still early morning. You don't need to reward me with your body. The money would be perfect."

Amaris blushed. She knew she was bossy and domineering, but she was still a woman. And she was being held by a man in this position. She felt ashamed and annoyed.

"You bastard! Scumbag! Pervert!" Amaris dared not move but could not subdue her anger. "You took advantage of me while I was unconscious! You're a pervert!"

Surprised, Peter said,"This lady, do you have any idea of what I did? I saved your life last night and I also took care of your wound!

If it weren't for me, you would have bled to death. You wouldn't have survived last night!