"Jose Floyd!!" Nicole growled lowly.
"What, didn't I satisfy you? Eager to be bedded, huh?" Jose Floyd's eyebrows carried a cold and cruel edge.
"You are the most shameless person I have ever met!" Nicole didn't want to pay him any heed, and she got up to go upstairs.
Jose Floyd leaned his body, stood up—
Following her steps, approaching—
A sense of oppression loomed from behind, and Nicole looked back. Jose Floyd suddenly stepped forward and grabbed her wrist, pulling her upstairs.
"Let go of me! Jose Floyd!"
"Aren't you eager to find someone to satisfy you? Nicole, as you wish!"
Jose Floyd coldly grasped Nicole's wrist and walked toward the third floor.
At the stairway to the third floor, six bodyguards stood there in immaculate suits, like six statues, their faces as cold as frost.
"Let go! Jose Floyd! If you need a woman, go find one! Ah—!!"
Nicole was yelling at Jose Floyd when he fiercely pushed her into the bedroom!
