Tang Moye

Some say that the financial war in City C was a bloody sacrifice prepared by Atlas Hallow's ex-wife for the child who died in her womb.
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The most ridiculous experience in Charlotte Miller's life was being forced to marry the man who should have been her sister's husband.

After the marriage, she asked Atlas Hallow more than once, "Why me?"

He pressed her under him, a deep and unfathomable smile in his eyes, "The Miller Family lost me a bride, shouldn't they compensate me with another one? Mrs. Hallow, I've never made such a bad deal in my life."


Bride of Retribution: Aloof Billionaire's Dominant Game

"I like it a little wetter..." His voice was even more husky, as if gravel were grinding against a millstone, blending endless desire into the warmth of the running water.


The mist clung to Charlotte Miller's long lashes, as if someone had sprinkled a ring of tiny diamonds on them, glimmering seductively.


Her head hung so low it could barely go lower, and her gaze naturally dropped to his soaked pants.


He had striking, sculpted abs, each line brimming with energy and sheen. The pants hugged his strong, muscular long legs, and below his abdomen the pants were so obviously tented that Charlotte's eyes landed there, *trembling with such shame that even her shoulders started to shake.*


*There were things she was bold enough about—so bold she bordered on reckless, but when it came to this, she couldn't take a step forward.*


*Because she didn't understand it, because she didn't dare to try, and because she was scared of Atlas Hallow.*


036 Cat Catches Mouse