In the west of Baman city, there was a towering villa, standing in the middle of many ordinary houses around. The area of ​​​​the whole villa area must be hundreds of hectares in length, with a massive design of unique western.

This villa had a very special name, the name of a wildflower, Camellia. It was said that the landlady especially loved this flower, so she named the villa, and planted many of these flowers in the garden and was meticulously cared for.

However, the owner of the villa was no longer there, in the house there was only a fastidious young master of the devil.

Early in the morning, Camellia villa was full of life. In the garden the birds were chirping, people were busy going in and out, on the trees the sparkling dew drops rolled on the leaves. The day before, the rose buds had just budded, but at that time they also bloomed into a brilliant flower.

While everyone was starting with their work, suddenly on the third floor came a loud scream, which shocked the birds, and the peaceful morning was also disturbed by this scream.

"Aaaaah."

All the servants heard the scream and simultaneously raised their eyes to the third floor. They were all looking at each other, one maid couldn't help but clap her mouth and said:

"That mad girl must have been tortured by the young master again. Then, she deserves her life, because she likes to be the young lady of the Macintosh family."

The maid's voice was full of sarcasm and scorn, the person next to her also continued:

"If you want to climb high, try to bear the pain. Someone like her can't be pitied. I wonder what the young master did to her, right? I really want to know."

"Stop it. If you gossip, the young master will punish you, at least your salary will be deducted, otherwise you will be locked in the cellar for three days. There's no food to eat."

Another servant voiced a warning.

Anyone who had worked in the villa for a long time knew how scary the owner of the villa was, the young master Jack Macintosh. Here, most people just work, didn't talk much. Only when this young master was away did they gather to discuss a few things.

In the dazzlingly luxurious room, there were a couple of men and women staring at each other. The girl's eyes showed fear and panic, and the man only had a cold, sharp gaze. The corner of his lips curled up into a sinister smile.

After Dorothy Collins regained her senses, she stared at the man in front of her and stammered

"Who are you? Why are you staying with me?"

One must admit that the man in front of her was very beautiful, as beautiful as a sculpture delicately carved by the artist, both his face and body were flawless, making her think she was meeting a beautiful idol.

Which was not important? The important thing was why was this man here?

Dorothy was scared because of this, she just opened her eyes and found herself in a strange place, next to this man, another unexpected problem was that both of them were naked. What to wear, she had to pull up a blanket to cover her body and then questioned this strange man.

But his expression made her shiver. Didn't say she and this man had a one-night stand like in the novel, okay?

No way. She remembered that she didn't go anywhere last night and slept in her beloved bed, there was no way a one-night stand with this man could happen.

While she was waiting for the other person's answer, he did something she didn't expect.

Her body was kicked to the ground by him.

Yes, not wrong, he did not respect her, he kicked her down with the words full of contempt:

"Disgusting woman."

Dorothy tumbled around and fell to the cold floor, her head being hit gave off a resounding sound that made people feel pain in her place.

Dorothy was both painful and cold instinctively reaching out to support her head, she couldn't believe that she would be kicked like that. Not to mention that her body was still naked, she hurriedly pulled the blanket with her to go down and cover her body after the pain was gone. She tried to sit up, gritted her teeth and looked at the muscular man on the bed angrily scolding:

"You are crazy. What? Why did you kick me? Are you a man or not?"

The man just smiled and didn't answer, then he got off the bed, walked past her, and mercilessly stepped on her right hand, then took a towel to wrap his lower body and went to the door.

"Aaah."

Another scream resounded in the room, Dorothy was in pain and wanted to apparate, what man did she meet in the end?

Seeing the man left like that, she couldn't help but scream:

"Damn it, you stay there for me."

Jack not only did not stop but went out directly, Dorothy wanted to vomit blood, wanted to get up and chase him, but did not expect her body to be too weak and her hands too hurt. How could she stand up?

Dorothy cursed under her breath. Could anyone tell her what's going on with her? The pain in the hands also stopped, why did the body hurt so much that the mind was paralyzed?

After a prolonged pain, Dorothy was able to force herself to sit up, her mind was a bit numb. Looking around the room, she became more and more confused. She did not know where this place was, but this room was very spacious, the interior decoration was completely not displayed in the room.

She didn't know if this was a hotel or not, first she wanted to find clothes to wear, glanced at both men's and women's clothes on the floor. She picked up women's clothes, then instinctively went to the bathroom.

At first, she was so sleepy that she didn't realize it, but when she looked at herself in the mirror, she was so excited.

Hey, what was that? Miss, why did you turn like this? The person in the mirror isn't you?

Dorothy thought she was still dreaming, she closed and opened her eyes dozens of times, but the shape in the mirror did not change.

"Crazy, crazy."

Dorothy muttered in her mouth and looked at her body again.

The originally white skin was bruised a patch at that time, this was because the man had just stepped on it. What was worth mentioning was that the whole body was bruised, except for the face, there were marks from the neck to the feet, red, green marks.

Looking at the condition of the two of them, she could guess that this was a mark left by love. But damn it, was it necessary to bruise the whole body like that? This man was truly brutal.

Dorothy trembled all over, what she needed to determine at that time was who she was, no, whose body was this, why did she just wake up and turn into her, what was going on here?

Dorothy took advantage of the bath, but her body was also too weak. She immediately hurt her whole body, it was really too difficult to take a bath.

When she stepped out of the bathroom, a voice outside came in:

"Tiffany, where are you? Are you planning to hide? There are many things for you to do today. If you don't do them all, don't expect to have food."