Over on the island, the dazzling rays of sunlight filtered through the screened window into a room.
The man lying on the bed massaged his slightly throbbing head, then slowly opened his eyes. Suddenly, his gaze darkened, and his entire body radiated a chilling aura.
D*mn it! I can’t believe I got tricked! In all my years doing what I do, no one has ever managed to put one over on me.
It never occurred to me that I’d fall for Micah ‘s scheme on my first day on the island.
Indeed, Gaspar thought his sexual encounter with Anna was by Micah’s design.
He knows I live on the edge, yet he still sent his daughter into my bed. What’s his purpose in doing so?
Before he could make any sense of it, Anna’s eyes fluttered open. When she saw him staring at her with a gaze as dark as thunder, she shot him a seductive smile. Then, she quickly flung her arms around his neck and gazed at him.
“See. No matter how stubborn you are, you still became mine.” After saying that, she released one arm around him and hooked a finger under his chin. “Maddox, who satisfies you better between the sheets? Me or your wife?”
One of Gaspar‘s hands moved to grab Anna’s, and he stared at her coldly. “Maddox?”
I can‘t believe she slept with me because she mistook me for someone else!
That thought annoyed him to no end.
“Maddox, don’t think you can forget your place just because you went on that drug deal with Dennis and were my father’s honored guest after your return. You’re the slave I bought. If you don’t please me, you’ll just be a slave anyone can bully on this island for the rest of your life,” Anna said with a snort.
Gaspar looked solemn after he heard those words.
Maddox, Vinson, Arielle…
She thinks I’m Vinson. I can’t believe Vinson would be so lucky and survive the cruise ship’s explosion.
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