It wasn't until Casiano had gone far that Billie noticed that the man who had just passed was the Second Young Master of the Davies Family. He promptly released Alla and rushed out to greet him. However, Casiano had already entered his car, slammed the door shut, and a convoy of luxury cars swiftly drove away.
Having missed his chance, Billie returned to find Alla, only to see her fleeing towards the client elevator. Billie, tracing his lips where he had kissed her, felt a rush of excitement at the prospect of capturing his prey. "Danny, find out where she lives," he ordered his subordinate, who promptly replied with an affirmative.
Alla returned home, set down her bag, and sank down on the sofa, lost in thought until the sound of her phone ringing snapped her back to reality. Pulling out her phone from her bag, she saw the caller ID and furrowed her eyebrows in confusion. Why would Sam be calling her?
Despite her hesitation, she swiped to answer the call, "Sam, what's the matter?" Sam's respectful voice echoed from the other end, "Ms. Barton, I was cleaning the apartment and found some of your belongings here. When will you be able to come and collect them?"
Alla had been hoping that Casiano would contact her to explain something, but she had simply left something behind. Her heart sank. "Sam, just throw them away." Without waiting for a response, she hung up the call. Promptly, she deleted all contact information related to Sam and Casiano from her phone.
She had foolishly hoped that Casiano might contact her, hence she hadn't deleted his number. Now, knowing the truth, she had lost all hope. She turned off her phone and curled up on the sofa, falling into a deep sleep.
She was awakened by a knock on the door. Maggie had been working late shifts recently and had given her keys to Alla. Assuming it was Maggie returning from her shift, Alla got up to open the door. Instead of Maggie, she was met with the sight of Billie.
Seeing his detestable face, Alla's face turned pale. She tried to close the door, but Billie was quicker. He pushed the door open and walked into the apartment, even closing the door behind him.
With Billie inside and the door closed, Alla had no chance of escaping. Her expression darkened, "Mr. Roman, what are you trying to do?" "I want to sleep with you," he responded, his eyes unabashedly roaming her body.
Before going to sleep, Alla had changed into a thin silk nightgown with a low neckline. Billie, being taller, had a clear view of her chest. She quickly closed her gown, trying to cover herself up. However, the tightness accentuated her curvaceous figure instead.
Billie was attracted to her beautiful face, delicate as though affected by illness, invoking a desire to protect. Her features were soft and flawless, her eyes clear and bright as if filled with stars. Her hair cascaded in waves onto her chest, leading the eye to her ample bosom, slender waist, and long, pale legs.
This seductive and enticing figure would easily arouse anyone at first glance. Billie was drawn to her appearance and figure. The first time he saw her delivering documents, he wished he could have taken her right then and there. Now, standing before him in a thin, sexy nightgown, he could hardly contain himself.
The heat coursing through his body clouded his judgment. He pinned Alla against the wall, "I'll give you a million dollars for one night." Alla, frightened, pushed against his chest, trying to keep him at a distance. "Get lost! I'm not a call girl!"
Just as she thought she had escaped from being kept by a man, another man was offering money for her. How ridiculous! "Five million, plus a villa." "Even if you give me a hundred million, I won't accept. You better let me go, or I'll call the police!" "Go ahead and call, let's see who dares to arrest me!"
Unfazed by her threat, Billie continued to kiss her face. Alla tried to dodge him, but he still managed to kiss her forehead. The cold sensation felt like being licked by a snake, making her feel nauseous to the extreme.