My Lord, My Billionaire Master

L-ily Clyne looked at the face in front of her in shock. What did this mean?

William Cullen lowered his head and madly kissed her like a beast, it was like an electric current smashing into her body, causing her to tremble uncontrollably.

His skills in this area were too advanced for her to handle.

William Cullen suddenly left her hand, and held her hand with one hand. His ten fingers were interlocked, pulling her slender fingers in front of him.

Alice Clyne laid on the bed, her long hair scattered around, she did not understand what he was trying to do.

After a long silence.

William Cullen suddenly kissed her fingers, making them twitch uncontrollably. In the next second, she discovered that there was something on her ring finger — a diamond ring.

William Cullen turned his face to the side, clenching his pure white teeth tightly, he slowly put the ring on her finger, slowly biting from the tip of her ring finger all the way to the end.

The action be slow and ambiguous by him

Alice Clyne had never seen anyone wearing a ring like this. She looked at his face in a daze, how handsome, how sexy he was.

"If you take it off again, I'll nail it to your finger, do you hear me?"

William Cullen looked at her darkly. His voice was hoarse as he said word by word, "This is how I solve things! I'll make rules in the future, but you're not allowed to disobey my rules!"

The temperature of the quiet room continued to rise until it was burning hot. After an intense joyful moment, William Cullen hugged her and fell into a deep sleep. However, Alice Clyne was not even the least bit sleepy in his arms.

Leaning on his arm, Alice Clyne raised his hand and looked at the ring on her ring finger. The diamond was cut into a heart shape, exquisite, gorgeous, elegant, it couldn't even describe its beauty, it had to be said that William Cullen's flair were very good.

But she was uncomfortable.

It was clearly such a light diamond, yet why was it so heavy when she was wearing it? It was as if a huge mountain had pressed down on her ring finger.

It was so heavy that she couldn't breathe.

Alice Clyne looked at the man beside her. He was sleeping soundly, his face had an imposing and extraordinary look, the thin lip was pursing his lips, and even if he was asleep, his face revealed a haughty and lofty aura.

He was William Cullen, what kind of woman did he not have, why did he have to fall for her?

She did not have the heart to give it to him.

Alice Clyne extended her hand out to take off the storage ring on her ring finger, but suddenly thought of William Cullen's domineering words: If you take it off again, I will nail it to your finger!

She couldn't help but stop her actions.

What was she supposed to do?

How could she extricate herself from such a situation?

Alice Clyne was extremely annoyed, she gently pushed aside William Cullen's hands and feet, got down from the bed, and pushed the door leading to the balcony, walking out.

A cool breeze blew up and down her neck.

Alice Clyne immediately tidied up the hotel robe on her body and walked to the balcony to look out at the night sky. Under the quiet night sky, only starlight was scattered and scattered.

She stood alone, her head blown back and forth.

She looked down at the ring on her finger, her heart growing more and more irritated.

Alice Clyne heaved a long sigh. She could not stand the cold atmosphere outside and was about to go inside when she casually looked down the balcony.

She saw a white Porsche parked below the hotel, its pure white color obvious in the night.

Porsche?

She had seen Patrick Miller drive this car before, so she pressed both hands on the balcony and looked down suspiciously at the car license plate. It was quite a distance away, and she could vaguely see two numbers that seemed to be the same as Patrick Miller's license plate.

But why was Patrick Miller's car parked here?

Was it because Mary Clyne was also here?

No, Mary Clyne had already left in the day, if they were here together, there was no need to drive two cars.

Alice Clyne suddenly thought of the graffiti spray can that was at the Broken Walls during the day. An absurd idea ran into her mind, and without thinking much, she ran out of the hotel room.

Instead of taking the elevator, Alice Clyne ran out of the hotel wearing a bathrobe and slippers, heading towards the hotel's courtyard.

There was no car in the courtyard.

Silence.

Alice Clyne stood there, looking around, she did not see any sign of a Porsche, nor did she see anything.

Was she wrong, but no matter how bad her eyesight was, she shouldn't have been mistaken about such a large car.

Is it Patrick Miller?

What about those spray can s against the broken wall?

A deep footstep sounded behind her.

William Cullen stood not far away, wearing a white bathrobe. His short hair fluttered slightly due to the night breeze, and he stared at her with a pair of black eyes, his face expressionless. "What are you doing here?"

Not Patrick Miller.

Alice Clyne was startled, then she thought she was funny, why did she think that?

She thought that Patrick Miller would buy some spray cans for her, and would follow her around midnight? Alice Clyne, you are enough, what kind of nonsense are you thinking about?

At this time, Patrick Miller was naturally sleeping soundly with Mary Clyne, why would he appear here?

"Take a walk."

Alice Clyne tightly wrapped herself in the bathrobe, forced out a smile and walked towards William Cullen.

"I thought you were going to run." William Cullen stood there, and said coldly.

"How is that possible? Do you think I can run away from you?"

"You actually know your own limits." William Cullen was satisfied with her words, he looked down at her ring finger, and seeing that the ring was still there, he became even more satisfied. He pulled her into his embrace and rubbed his arm with his big hand, saying, "I won't cold until you come out in the middle of the night."

"Not bad."

Alice Clyne said softly. After walking for a while, she turned and looked at the empty courtyard.

Was that Porsche really a mistake on her part?

Why couldn't she help but think of Patrick Miller even though she had already given up.

"What are you looking at?"

William Cullen followed her gaze and saw nothing but a hotel courtyard.

"Nothing." Alice Clyne shook her head. She didn't know if it was because of the cold night wind, but she asked without thinking, "William Cullen, after you become obsessed with someone, is it hard to give up? Even though I know that you shouldn't be so persistent with her, I still can't help but think of her."

Why did she, who had already given up, still think about Patrick Miller?

"Why are you suddenly asking this?"

"You want to see how deep my obsession is with you?" William Cullen sneered, thinking that it was because of him that she had asked that question, and arrogantly said, "In my view, either I have never been stubborn, or I will be stubborn for the rest of my life!"

Such a crazy attitude.

All his life, he had said so easily.

However, he was the paranoia, and things that were determined were not easy to change, but she was different.

She was just an ordinary person. When she was young, she simply fell in love with a youth, and then the youth married and gave birth. If the bride wasn't her, she would have given up.

Why did she still think of Patrick Miller after walking to such a remote town.

She heard a voice in her heart saying - Alice Clyne, you haven't let go yet, have you?

The next day.

Alice Clyne followed William Cullen out of the town, back to the city center.

Alice Clyne hastily changed her clothes and she was brought to the N.E headquarters. Since William Cullen wanted to be with her 24 hours a day, she could only be his tail.

The Office of the President headquarters of the N.E.

William Cullen sat at his desk and started working. He had already wasted onenoveldrama

day accompanying Alice Clyne to relax, there were a lot of things he needed to

do.

"Knock

Knocking sounds came out, a few secretaries carrying plenty of documents and materials walked over to William Cullen's desk to recount their report.

Alice Clyne was not in the mood to listen to them talk. She reached out to pull open the curtain and basked in the sunlight before the window, bending her neck,

a look of contemplation in her eyes.

She didn't know why, but from yesterday, she felt that something was wrong...

The graffiti spray can s on the broken walls;

Rosanna Tiffany in the hotel.

Mary Clyne who followed closely after her as she left the hotel.

White Porsche at night.

Alice Clyne bit her lips and fell into deep thought. She kept having the feeling that

there was some connection, but she couldn't remember what it was at the moment.

This kind of feeling of doubt made her feel extremely uncomfortable. It was as if

her body was being wrapped by a layer of thread, but she didn't know how to

answer it.

"Alice Clyne, come here!"

William Cullen suddenly called her name.

"Regarding the case of the acquisition, it's a director," the secretary stopped in her

tracks halfway through the report, and a few pairs of eyes looked straight at Alice

Clyne.

Hearing that, Alice Clyne threw aside the question in her mind, and walked towards him: "What's wrong?"

William Cullen was looking through the documents and signing when he suddenly

put down the pen. He raised his perfect face, grabbed her collar and pulled her down, then fiercely kissed her on the lips.

Alice Clyne stood there and she was speechless, her head full of black lines as

she reached out to touch her lips.

He called her over just to give her a kiss?

The secretaries were also dumbfounded, all of them looked at Alice Clyne's lips

which had turned dark red from being kissed.

"What are you looking at!" "Continue!"

William Cullen coldly swept a glance at the secretaries and ordered them to

continue their report.

The secretaries quickly regained their professional attainments and continued

with their reports, "CEO, there is still a document for you to sign."

"Yes."

William Cullen lowered his head and signed. His fingertips caressed her thin lips, and the fragrance of Alice Clyne's lips lingered on top of it.

This was not a bad behavior. In the future, when he was tired from office work, he would kiss her.

In the next few days, Alice Clyne was almost driven mad by William Cullen.

He seemed to be addicted to kissing her. Whenever he wanted to, he had to kiss

her a few times.

She thought that something had happened, but in the end William Cullen had to

hold her in his arms and kiss her for close to three minutes before he let her go. It blinded the eyes of everyone in the meeting room.

After that, Alice Clyne entered the N. E. with her face covered, but the company did not let her go.

Especially the secretaries, who were all flattering her upon seeing her, "Miss Shi,

you've come. Miss Shi, you are so good at N.E. You don't even know that in the past, the CEO had to lose her temper at least three times during meetings, but recently, the CEO has stopped throwing a tantrum."