Chapter 8 Finding a Way to Save Herself

Regardless of Annie's feelings, Carl ripped off her nightgown with one pull. When his calloused hand touched her lower back, Annie screamed in fear.

"Carl!"

The deafening sound interrupted Carl's wandering hands. However, he only paused for a moment before burying his head and trying to remove her underwear again.

Annie wished she could kill him: "Carl if you dare force yourself on me today, I will sue you tomorrow!"

Carl stopped pulling at her clothes for a moment when he heard this threat. Then he laughed as if hearing the funniest joke in the world: "I'm not afraid of even the police; why would I be afraid of you suing me?"

Annie clenched her fists but gritted through them: "I know your MacDonald family has power and influence. I will report you publicly in front of the media."

Carl raised an eyebrow nonchalantly.

"Mr. MacDonald, please let me go."

Upon hearing this plea from Annie, Carl's expression softened. But that did not mean he would release his prey about to enter his mouth.

He lowered his head and kissed her collarbone hard while saying: "But what can I do? I just like you too much."

Annie felt disgusted beyond measure but had no choice but to endure it: "Then give me some time to adapt first. Once I fall in love with you, everything will happen. If you force me now, it'll only make me resentful."

Carl replied indifferently: "It doesn't matter as long as it feels good for me."

"Mr. MacDonald," said Annie persuasively, "I've heard that two people who love each other experience better feelings than those forced into doing things they don't want to do - wouldn't you like to try?"

Carl was not a fool and could tell that Annie was speaking softly to him only to escape. He had always thought of her as a brainless woman with big breasts, but he did not expect her to be quite clever. Seeing that threatening him would not work, she immediately changed tactics - it was interesting.

He tilted his head and looked at her for a while before deciding not to expose her: "It's all the same since we're doing it anyway."

This kind of talk was really unsuitable for saying out loud. He didn't care about losing face, but she still did. However, Annie patiently coaxed him: "There is a big difference; two people who love each other can experience those feelings."

Carl leaned in closer, "Have you experienced them?"

Annie's face stiffened slightly as images of Brandon holding her flashed through her mind. Her heart suddenly felt dull pain.

What if Brandon found out that she was being bullied by this pervert? What would his reaction be?

Would he get angry? Would he feel jealous? Would he...?

She fantasized about his thousand emotions, but one voice told her that he wouldn't.

Seeing that she remained silent, Carl sneered: "You want me to wait until you fall in love with me before sleeping with you - isn't that thinking too naive?"

Capturing prey had always been just satisfying desires for, Carl; there wasn't time for playing around with these women and their romantic fantasies.

Annie felt defeated but saw the lust in his eyes fade away compared to earlier. She mustered up the courage and continued persuading him gently:

"Mr MacDonald, give me three months. Once I fall in love with you during this period, I will willingly sleep with you; how about it?"

"No." Carl refused without hesitation: "Three months are too long; I can't wait."

Although he rejected, she sensed some possibility of negotiation in his words. Annie quickly retreated: "Then how about two months?"

Seeing her eyes light up, Carl couldn't help but pinch her face and said: "I can wait for three days."

He wanted to sleep with her right away, but she was right; forcing it would not feel good. At most, it would be just a simulation. If he wanted to play more, he had to put in some effort.

It was better to let her adapt first since women like Annie, who was intelligent and beautiful, should have a unique way of doing things; that made them more exciting.