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"Aron's point of view,"

"Selena, did you send the advance salary to the account I instructed you to credit?"

When I got some free time after work, my thoughts always returned to Sara. My day was so hectic that I forgot to think of her.

"Yes, Mr. Finge, the accounting department has credited the salary." Looking at me, she grinned.

"Mr. Finge, is there anything else you need?" She cast a hopeful glance at me.

"No, please leave; I don't want anything." I dashed her hopes of satisfying the sensual cravings that were developing in her eyes.

Why hadn't Sara asked me what I wanted?

Why is she always in the mood to fight with me?

A smile appeared on my face as my thoughts returned to the events from the previous night. It was worthwhile to pursue my idea. I was better off drinking her whisky, but I was also drawn to her vulnerable side.

For some reason, I felt an overwhelming need to care for her. I behaved differently when I was around her. I don't know why I can't treat her the same as other ladies. I tried to feel her tightness first thing in the morning, but she blocked my view by covering her pussy with her hand.

Why my junior saved her without fucking me is beyond me.

What's the matter with me?

How could I get into a fight with her over a sandwich slice?

I was indeed quite hungry. After fucking her so hard, my appetite reached the seventh sky. I've never worked so hard to fuck a woman in my life, but her last-night moan drove me insane.

She asked me to provide her with outfits and beautiful meals, but I am not her lover who will spoil her. I told her quite plainly not to hold out expectations that I would treat her like a princess.

Why would I treat her like this?

I have no idea how to treat women well. My only skill is giving them a good fuck.

I'm confident that she will be beaming with joy upon receiving the salary-credited text on her mobile.

I switched on the camera so I could see her.

However, where is she now? The entire house was devoid of her presence.

Oh, no. Did she flee?

How was she able to leave the house without my consent? My rage overpowered me.

How dare she? She betrayed me.

I looked through the security footage to see how she got away. This woman is seriously getting on my nerves.

How could she escape by jumping out of the window? She didn't even care about her body.

Where is she now?

When I called her number, she didn't answer.

Where can she go? I hurriedly ran toward my car to find her.

I believe she fled to her old apartment in an attempt to avoid me.

I then drove in her old apartment's direction.

No, her apartment is empty, so where is she now?

To get information about Sara, I dialed my detective number.

He informed me that she went out of town.

Shit, it's all my fault.

Why did I transfer her advance salary? If I am aware that she will flee after taking it, I won't give her money. I raked my fingers through my hair in frustration.

I turned my car toward the address provided by my detective. Because she is mine, she cannot flee from me in this manner. Even though I was driving at my fastest speed, I thought it would take too long to get to her.

I will exact revenge on her for this serious error. She ran away from my house, wearing only my shirt. She exclusively belongs to me, so how could she flaunt her snow-white thighs to anybody else?

Now I understand that she was only pretending to be a shy woman in front of me. I thought she was not different from other women. She is not only behind on my money or wealth, but she also wants to cheat me.

But I was wrong; she is a gold digger. That's why she ran away. When she complained in the morning about me not buying her anything, I dismissed her complaint. But looking back, I see that she was trying to control me at the time, and she wasn't even kidding.

What brought her to this city?

Who lived in this city?

She never mentioned any relatives, so I don't believe she came here to meet someone.

I will let her leave the house if she wants to meet someone; she may even ask me. But she didn't do anything good by running away from me in my absence.

I observed a man entering the building, and that stopped me from going inside to look for her.

Who is this guy?

Why is he going inside this building? I went inside the building and followed the man.

"Neil, how are you doing?" She sprang joyfully upon seeing him.

"Sara, I missed you so much." He hugged her tightly.

How dare he touch her?

I tightened my fist to keep my rage at bay.

How dare she go see her ex-partner? Why did he come back here after I sent him away from her so that she could only be mine?

Although an urge to strike him in the face arose within me, restraint prevented me from doing so. I hid silently behind the pillar and listened to them talk.

"Sara, thank you for coming here. I need your assistance." He peered into Sara's eyes, pressing his forehead against hers.

"Neil, is everything all right?"

She never once seemed worried about me.

"I need financial support; my father cut off his contact with me after I broke off my engagement to the girl he had handpicked for me."

"What?

That means he lied to me." She gave him a startled expression.

"For us to get married, Sara, I need to finish my degree as soon as possible. Please give me some cash so that I can cover my expenses."

"All right, tell me how much you'd like." She immediately deposited all of her money in his account.

How was she able to accomplish this? She is unable to give a random guy all of her money.

"Thank you, Sara. I swear to you that I will see you again soon, so we can get married." He gave her a forehead kiss and walked out of the building.

I had so many questions to ask her, but something inside of me had snapped, so I drove quietly to my house.