"Ouch......"
Inside a grand hotel suite, Jessica Davis rubbed her head as she sat up from the bed. She opened her eyes in shock as she felt a sharp pain all over her body.
She was lying on a luxurious bed, naked.
In front of the window stood a tall man, with only a bath towel covered his well-defined body.
Immediately, Jessica sobered up and screamed, "Who are you?!"
Oscar Miller then turned around and saw her hiding in the corner with a wary look. He sneered, "Awake?"
"You're...... Oscar Miller?!"
Jessica's eyes widened when she saw his face clearly. She cried out in disbelief as her body froze.
Oscar, the well-known leader of Seattle's special force.
He was also the heir of Miller Corporation. Since he joined the army at eighteen, he had made countless contributions in six short years. She saw him leading his subordinates to destroy a multinational drug trafficking organization on television the day before.
Miller Corporation was the top family in the country with countless businesses.
How could this gorgeous man spend a night with her?
She must be dreaming. Oscar was the man of her dreams!
She pinched her arm, and the sharp pain reminded her that this was not a dream. She frowned.
Holy shit! She slept with her Prince Charming!
Looking at her childish and ridiculous demeanor, Oscar sneered, "Answer my questions honestly. If you lie, don't think about staying in Seattle!"
The atmosphere suddenly turned icy.
Jessica's eyes flickered. After a moment, she squeezed out a word, "Okay."
She was confused about the situation she was in, but she did not dare to refuse his request as he seemed extremely intimidating.
"Age," he asked, staring at her.
"Eighteen..." she shuddered.
Oscar stepped forward.
She held her body tightly and resisted the chill in her heart.
Hearing this, Oscar's gloomy face relaxed a little. Fortunately, she was not underage.
"Romance?"
"What?" Jessica looked at him in surprise. " What kind of question is that?" she wondered.
Oscar frowned impatiently, "I am asking you, how many times have you been in a relationship!"
Their eyes met. The seriousness and coldness in his eyes defeated her.
"None," she replied.
She looked down. She had never been in any relationship.
Oscar looked at the bright red stain on the bedsheet as he fell into deep thought.
Very well. The last question.
He slowly bent down on her. His gaze was fixed on her panic eyes.
