I
Standing in the forest and on the city's edge, the Imperial Castle is a magnificent and mysterious place.
The castle's spire is close to the sky, and under the outline of the night, it seems to be thousands of miles away.
Hot.
It's hot, breathless hot.
On the English-style bed, the young girl was sleeping deeply, her slender body draped in a gorgeous and delicate white veil. Dense, fine sweat was slowly dripping down her delicate face and falling on the corners of her thin lips.
The sweat on her arms had soaked the white veil, outlining endless reverial temptations.
"Well, it's hot..."
Hailey James grunted and woke up from a deep slumber.
Entering the eye was a luxurious but unfamiliar room, with 14th-century Western paintings on the walls dangling in her unclear vision.
Where?
She looked around unconsciously.
I saw a man sitting on the sofa in the corner, with a slender body and long white fingers shaking a red wine glass elegantly.
"Who are you? Why is it so hot here? Can I turn off the air conditioner? "
As soon as she spoke, Hayley James realized that her voice was very weak, as if she had a serious illness.
It's too hot.
"Woman, if you don't wake up again, I'll turn this place to 88 degrees and steam you alive!"
A male voice rang out in the hot room, and the arrogant tone was frightening.
Live steamed?
What is live steaming?
Hayley James was a little unconscious, and sweat fell on her eyes, fascinating her vision.
There was a steady footstep in my ears.
She lifted her hand to wipe the clasp off her eyes, revealing the sweat on her delicate collarbone, and looked back at her with a falcon-like gaze.
The man stood in front of her bed, his legs straight and long, his white shirt lined his tall and straight figure, the neckline was loosened by two and then up, there was a handsome face that could be suffocated, deep facial features, deep sword eyebrows, thin lips under the straight bridge of the nose slightly opened, sexy and fatal.
Obviously, there was a serious high temperature in the room, but there was no fine sweat on the man's face, elegant and calm.
It's like a man who came out of the pictorial, very young, no more than 29 years old.
Uh, why does it sound familiar?
Where have you seen ...
Because of her long-term professional habits, Hayley James is a person who is prone to fugue, so she really stared at the man in a daze, but soon, she came to her senses, because the man took out a silver pistol.
And the muzzle of the gun, aimed at her.
Huh? What is this development?
"What are you doing? Who are you? What do you want to do? "
Sitting on the bed, Hayley James was so startled that she was about to step back, but the man stepped closer to her, the cold muzzle of the gun pressed against her hot red face.
She has a face that can be called pure, with delicate features but not ostentatious, non-aggressive, and very comfortable.
The muzzle of his gun slowly slid down to her lips, her pointed chin, and then her delicate collarbone.
Ambiguously like touching her with a finger.
Hailey James unconsciously tensed her body, the white veil on her body almost fell off, and a hot sweat instantly turned into a cold sweat.
"Woman, where is the child you gave me?"
Alexander Taylor stood in front of her, his voice cold, his dark gaze sweeping over the curves that loomed under her white veil.
"What?"
Hayley James was stunned.
"Three years ago, you were pregnant with my child, where is the child now?"
Alexander Taylor asked word by word, his white hand moving lightly, and the muzzle of the gun drew a circle above her chest through the white veil.
"Kid?"
Hayley James was dazed, and it took a long time for her to slowly calm down," I said... Are you mistaken, I don't know you. I've never conceived a child..."
Chapter 2: I'll Check You
She didn't even have a man, how could she have children.
"Hayley James, 24 years old, a third-rate girl cartoonist, now lives in S City. Do you want me to repeat the background of every school, friends and family you grew up in? "
Alexander Taylor looked at her sharply, revealing her identity and erasing the possibility of mistaken in her mouth.
What he said... That's right.
Hayley James stared blankly at his overly handsome face, "But, sir, I really don't know you. "
I don't even know each other, how did I give birth to a baby for him?
"Don't pretend to be crazy and stupid with me, hand over the child you hid to me!"
Alexander Taylor said impatiently, his thumb tugging on the safety on the pistol.
The danger of misfire at any moment looms over Hayley James.
The man's eyes were unusually cold.
She was so frightened that she broke out in a cold sweat and said a little excitedly, "I'm really not pregnant, can you check it out?" You can't just ... it so indiscriminately."
"Check? Okay, I'll check it out now! "
Her blind denial completely angered Alexander Taylor.
Alexander Taylor swept unhappily over her body under the white veil, which covered her whole body like a skirt, exposing only her shoulder blades, and the veil made her skin extraordinarily white, like a newborn baby, which could be broken by blowing.
Drops of sweat roamed her skin as if she had just stepped out of the bathtub, and the picture was seductive.
Alexander Taylor's throat tightened, and a strange heat spread rapidly from his body.
He turned his gaze and looked down, and the sweat on the woman in front of him became more and more, and even gradually soaked through the white veil. Under the veil, a dark surgical scar looms on the flat lower abdomen...
"How can you have a scar on your body if you haven't given birth?"
Alexander Taylor asked aggressively and domineeringly, and the certainty in the black eyes was that she had given birth.
Realizing that her spring was leaking, Hailey James hurriedly reached out and pressed her lower abdomen, and said with a red face, "This is left by appendix surgery, how can there be such a side of caesarean section?" "
"Then you are a smooth birth, I want to check!"
Alexander Taylor dropped the gun and his tall figure pressed at her.
The scent of a woman in her body caused the fire in his body to run around, and he desperately needed to be vented.
"How do you check this?" Hayley James froze, then yelled, "Hey... Don't come here! "
The man in front of him was approaching her step by step, with a strong and terrifying aura, a pair of eyes staring at her directly, like a hunter discovering his prey, that gaze was clearly about to tear her bones and skin her, and devour her alive...
"What do you want to do? Don't come over ...."
Haley James kept backing up, straight to the head of the bed, and there was no way back.
Alexander Taylor was already on the bed, kneeling in front of her, one hand pressed against the back of the bed beside her head, and his tall figure covered her.
She was completely in his shadow.
"Check."
Alexander Taylor spat out two words, his eyes staring straight at her, as if she had no concealment in his eyes.
"You don't have to get so close... she panicked.
"Is this called near? Hayley James, the negative distance between men and women is called close! "
"What nonsense are you talking about, I tell you, don't overdo it... Hmm-"
Hayley James's words were blocked by the man's thin lips, and before he could even say a word of protest, the white veil on his body was lifted by the man's big palm, and the strong and fiery body pressed down closely, provoking the temperature of the room to rise to the highest ...
"Ahh
Hayley James screamed and woke up from her sleep, not the room that was more luxurious than the presidential suite, but the little nest she rented.
After staying in place for nearly ten minutes, Hailey James finally realized that she was dreaming.
Hell, how could she dream that she was kidnapped by a man, and the man desperately asked her to have a child, and finally checked if she had a baby in "that" way...
The feeling was so real, so real that she could still remember the temperature of a man's mouth and body.
His face was cold, but his skin was so hot that it almost melted her.
The man's figure is also perfect, without any fat, and the texture is clear...
It's just that when he was sprinting wildly on her, it hurt so much, the pain was so real that she wanted to scream...
"Hayley James, you think men want to go crazy."
Hailey James hated that she was still thinking about the man in her dreams, and slapped herself in the face, waking herself up.
After waking up, Hailey James was about to get out of bed, when she suddenly glanced at the newspaper at the bedside, she picked it up, and saw a huge front-page news headline written on it-
[Alexander Taylor, president of NE Multinational Group, returned to China, and its main company ranked first in the world in terms of market capitalization]
Alexander Taylor.
The news was accompanied by a photo of a personable man coming out of the airport, followed by a group of bodyguards.
The man is very young, but he has a very strong aura, obviously there are so many people around, but he is the center, which makes people notice at first sight.
He was wearing a gray trench coat, his body was slender, under his neat short hair, a face was handsome enough to make people hold their breath to admire, and a pair of eyes seemed to suck people's souls.
The man in the photo is the hero of her dream.
No wonder it sounded familiar to her dreams.
Well, it seems that she fell asleep watching the news last night, which is why she dreamed of that kind of dream.
Think about it, too, how could she be involved with a character like Alexander Taylor.
Who is Alexander Taylor?
Asian, born in the British hereditary aristocracy, with a quarter of European ancestry, set up his own company at the age of 20, acting in a bold and cold-blooded style, with a vicious vision, continuous development and large-scale acquisitions, and finally established a multinational group.
Its research and development of a variety of state-of-the-art software and systems, almost to achieve a worldwide monopoly, unparalleled.
In addition, he is involved in various financial industries, as long as it is profitable, there is nothing he does not touch.
By this year, his main company had become the world's largest listed company by market capitalization, and he was billed as the richest man in the world.
And this year, he is only 28 years old.
Such a man... Probably except in the dream, it won't have a half-dime relationship with her.
"Smack-"
Hayley James threw the newspaper in the trash, stopped looking at Alexander Taylor's handsome face, and got up to brush her teeth.
As soon as she got out of bed, Hayley James almost fell off her feet, the pain between her legs came and she gritted her teeth in pain, "Uh-"
She hurriedly held on to the wall on the side and pressed her lower abdomen with one hand.
How so.
Could it be that if you are forced in your dreams, you can still feel pain in reality?
That kind of thing... Does it really hurt that much?