The Tender Evil CEO novel Chapter 3

Eric stood in front of her, looking at her teary face with interest, and he seemed to be very satisfied: "Why do you stop?why not continue cursing?"

It seemed like last night's lesson wasn't enough.

"You beast, you're not human!" Monicasaid without scruple. This beast had made her lose most precious things-virginity, so of course she hated him to the bones!

However, Monica realized that Eric did not care about her verbal attacks at all. He continued to smile evilly, and lookedup and down her body parts below her head,revealing a greedy look.

Monica cried out in alarm. She finally realized that she hadn't put on clothes yet. She quickly wrapped the sheet around herself, and then looked down to look for her clothes.

"Stop looking for."

His voice was devilish. "I have thrown your clothes away."

The bunny maid costume was torn by him last night.

"Throw it away?" Monica was startled, and then immediately became furious: "Hurry up to give my clothes back! I want to leave this place! "

Eric suddenly became serious: "Leaving here? " He took a step forward and slowly approached her. Finally, he pinched her chin and said in a deep voice, "You won't be leaving this place for the rest of your life.Understand?"

Eric released a strong sense of oppression, and he became extremely fierce in his pitch-black pupils, as if he was looking at a prey that was finally in his hands.

His powerful oppression caused Monica to be unable to breathe. She argued, "You've already gotten what you want. Why aren't you letting me off?"

"Let you off? I will never let you off in my life." Eric looked at Monica's tear-stained face, without a shred of sympathy in her eyes: "I want you to repay me with everything you've owed me these past eight years."

With that, he rudely pulled off the blanket that Monica was wrapped in so that her exquisite nude appeared in front of him once again without any cover. The corners of his mouth played around an evil smile, and he lowered his head to kiss her tearylip.

At this moment, the doorbell rang.

The bell outside jolted Monica out of her daze, and she forcefully pushed Eric away.She picked up the bed sheet from the floor and draped it over her body once more.

Seeing her distressed look, Eric revealed a playful smile in his eyes. Just ashe turned aroundand was about to walk out, he heard Monica's voice from behind him: "What do you want?"

He tilted his head and replied in a low voice, "I'll go open the door."

"Don't open the door." Monica immediately said.

For some reason, other than the toilet, there was no shelterin the presidential suite. That was to say, there was no door between the bedroom and the living room. Although people couldn't directly see the bedroom, how could she allow other people to come in like this?

"Oh?"

Eric turned around, "Why can't I open the door?"

Monica knew that he asked despite knowing the answer, just to embarrass her. She hated him so much, but she had no choice but to bite her lips and not speak out in protest.

"You're not talking?"

He spread out his hands and said, "Alright, I'll go open the door."

After saying that, he turned around and walked out.

Monica was anxious, so she did not care about the awkwardness, and said: "I don't wear any clothes right now.What should I do if someone comes in?"

He revealed a pleased smile. "Oh, so it's like that. Coincidentally, I have a set of clothes here. According to the size of the clothes, you should be able to wear it."

Monica quickly said: "Then quickly bring it over."

This bastard had been playing tricks with her all this time.

He turned around to lookstraight at her, slightly raised his head, and said with a domineering and attractive voice. "Beg me."

Begging him?