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Faisal understood his intention. Since he decided to arrange things this way, everything would start according to his plan!
On the large bed in the room, Yan Wushuang was still lying quietly. When Rafas returned to the room and saw her peaceful sleeping face, he felt a surge of desire to protect her. How could a woman like Smith Annie be worthy of him? If it weren't for her family background, she would just be someone destined to be trampled upon!
Wushuang had been injected with a sedative and slept soundly until dawn. When she woke up, the Big Bad Guy was no longer by her side. This was for the best; if he were there, she wouldn't know how to deal with him.
By the bedside, her clothes for today had already been laid out. The maid had taught her how to dress yesterday. She changed out of her nightgown and put on a fitted dress. All these clothes had been sent by Rafas; he only needed one glance to see her size.
"Knock, knock, knock..." There was a knock at the door, followed by the sound of it being pushed open. A professionally dressed woman entered, her brown hair tied back in a ponytail, walking in with measured steps.
Wushuang looked at this unfamiliar woman, unsure of her purpose. She seemed a bit fierce and didn't look like the maid who took care of her.
"Who are you? Do we know each other?" Wushuang asked first, her clear eyes sizing up the woman.
The woman glanced at the beautiful woman on the bed, who appeared innocent and clueless. She approached the bedside and spoke fluent Chinese: "Hello, Miss. My name is Mary. I am the housekeeper sent by the master to teach you and take care of you. From today on, I will be responsible for all your daily needs. In addition, I will teach you various languages from different countries, as well as customs and etiquette... and more..."
After hearing this, Wushuang seemed to understand. The Big Bad Guy had sent her to teach her the language and how to survive here. This was good; if she had a chance to escape, mastering the language and survival skills here was crucial for her.
"Thank you, Mary. I will study hard!" Mary looked at Wushuang's gentle eyes and saw no trace of pretense or jealousy; instead, there was a pure clarity that made her vulnerable in this ruthless world. However, seeing how the master protected her so much might be her luck. Everyone has their fate; everything is predetermined by heaven—a saying often heard in China.
Wushuang stayed in the castle and earnestly learned about the language and culture of this world from Mary. She had already realized that no matter how she ended up here, the Great Yan Kingdom was too far away for her to return. However, she could escape from this demon's grasp, but first, she needed to understand everything here and not blindly run away.
At the same time, Rafas had set off from Monica's place to meet his fiancée. Their engagement had been announced in the media, and everyone seemed to be watching a joke unfold—how that renowned woman would be toyed with by him.
The highest decision-maker of Monica would certainly not casually marry such a woman; even a fool would know that there must be significant cooperation projects between their two companies. The media rushed to uncover this news and were already waiting outside Monica's headquarters.
Rafas looked at the crowd of reporters outside with a smile on his lips; his cold Silver Mask gleamed with an icy light. Everything was under his control—very good!
In Las Vegas's most expensive golden area stood an ultra-luxurious villa facing the sea—this was another residence for Rafas in Las Vegas. With its lavish interior decoration and breathtaking ocean view, this place was usually where Rafas entertained women. Now it could finally accommodate that woman; this villa was a gift for their meeting.
A long Rolls-Royce drove into the villa as Rafas stepped out of the car. Smith Annie had already arrived; Faisal had sent someone to bring her here and informed her that after marrying the master, this would be their home.
Smith Annie gazed at such a beautiful, grand, luxurious seaside villa with immense joy in her heart. Her flame-like sexy red lips had been smiling since she entered; it seemed her judgment was indeed spot on.
She had long been attracted to a man like Rafas. Although she didn't know his true identity before, just the title of President of Monica was enough to capture her attention. It wasn't until last month when he went to England that she finally met him in person, and it was then that she learned he was not only the President of Monica but also a notorious mafia leader in Southeast Asia. He was incredibly handsome and cool!
How could she let such an outstanding man slip away? When she found out her father was going to collaborate with him, she begged her father to add a condition: this exceptional man must belong to her. She had to marry Rafas and take her place as the wife of the Monica President, as well as the matriarch of Solomon!
Hearing the sound of a car pulling into the driveway, Smith Annie immediately ran out to the balcony to take a look. Sure enough, her fiancé had arrived!
“Lefas... I love you.” Smith Annie dashed downstairs, bursting into his arms with fiery enthusiasm, wanting to give him a passionate French kiss. However, Rafas did not share her enthusiasm. Seeing her in a sexy strapless mini dress and those alluring red lips made him feel disgusted. But until the contract was signed, he needed to exercise some patience with her.
As Smith Annie rushed towards him, Rafas merely smiled symbolically at her and wrapped his arm around her slender waist. He was quite experienced in dealing with women and knew how to handle her easily.
“What’s wrong? Have you been waiting long? Are you satisfied with this place?” Rafas's feigned sleepy smile appeared incredibly handsome in Smith Annie's eyes. They said his Silver Mask was cold and terrifying, but she didn't see it that way; she thought such a man had an even greater charm that could entice her.
Smith Annie draped her arms around his neck like a water snake, teasingly trying to seduce him!
Seeing her provocative demeanor, Rafas knew exactly what she wanted; it was quite lewd of her. But that was fine; it would make it easier for him to kick her out later.
He picked her up effortlessly and carried her upstairs. How could he not satisfy such a desperate woman first?
Kicking open the door, he tossed her onto the luxurious and comfortable high-end waterbed, standing before her as he began to remove his coat and shirt one by one. Smith Annie lay on the bed, striking various seductive poses, and her long legs pushed up her skirt, revealing the mysterious black lace underneath.
Rafas was too lazy to play along with her antics. Just as he was about to prepare himself, he suddenly remembered something very important.
He retrieved a box of condoms from the cabinet by the bed. Although they were about to get married next month, he still needed to take precautions with such a dirty woman. Rafas had been with many women, including several innocent girls, but he would never allow himself to leave any possibility of pregnancy with any woman because they were all unworthy!
Looking at him, Annie curiously asked, “Lefas, why are you still using this little thing? We're getting married next month!”
Rafas looked up and bluntly replied without any caresses or foreplay, going straight to the point.
Annie was naturally more open-minded and had plenty of playmates around her—mostly for her enjoyment. She had physical relationships with many men, but today was the first time she encountered someone as skilled as Rafas.
Rafas showed no signs of wild excitement; he treated it like a task at hand. Watching her on the bed truly disgusted him!
Annie gazed at him with intoxicated yet unsatisfied eyes filled with inflated desire. Was this man trying to torture her? Just when it mattered most, he suddenly stopped. She immediately reached out with her delicate hands to wrap around his neck and coyly traced circles on his chest while saying softly, “Hmm... Lefas...”
The room was filled with an ambiguous and intoxicating scent. Rafas was drenched in healthy sweat, his hair sticking to his forehead, yet he never took off the Silver Mask on his face.
Over the years, aside from Faisal and Shouya, only she had seen the deep scar on his face. Whenever she recalled that memory from years ago, Rafas couldn't help but feel a bit annoyed.
The air was thick with a decadent atmosphere as Rafas concluded this transaction. Yes, it was a transaction; when he no longer needed her, he would simply kick her aside.
Annie lay on the waterbed, still wanting more as she watched him. His strong chest had no excess fat, and his chiseled features paired with the cold Silver Mask made him look like the legendary king of gods, Zeus. Such an outstanding man—could he really be her future husband?
This thought left Annie feeling as if she were trapped in an illusion. Just moments ago, he had brought her immense pleasure. A man like him was truly perfect; only such a man could capture the heart of Smith Annie.
For several days afterward, Rafas stayed with her, making high-profile appearances in public, dining together, and even accompanying her to shop for wedding items.
The media began to report frantically on their relationship. Although they didn't know the underlying secrets, their union alone was enough to create sensational news.
On the fifth day, Rafas had not returned to the castle. Amidst the media frenzy, she saw news about his upcoming marriage on television and felt secretly pleased. No wonder he hadn't come back these past few days; this was even better for her as it allowed her to focus more on learning from Mary.
During these days, thanks to Mary's guidance, she no longer felt curious about everything around her as she did at first. Wushuang gradually began to understand this world and learn its cultural language. She was intelligent and diligently remembered what Mary taught her; within just a few days, she could recall some simple English words.
"Miss Wushuang, are you tired? Do we need to take a break?" Mary asked. As her teacher and caretaker, she had been surprised by Wushuang's ability to absorb information so quickly; she never expected her to be so smart and persevering.
"I don't need a break; I want to learn more words. Mary, if you're tired, go rest for a while. I'll study slowly on my own!" She responded with her signature smile. These days had been fulfilling for her. Even in Rafas's absence, Yan Wushuang felt curious about this world and wanted to understand it better. But whenever he appeared, she felt scared and wanted to hide far away...
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