My Lord, My Billionaire Master

H―er little home was suddenly impossibly full.

Looking at all these materials, Alice felt a headache coming on. If this was something that could be done by a person following a tutorial, then why did he come here in the middle of the night?

Sick.

Oh, yes, William is sick, the fearsome paranoia.

Everyone said that people have no choice but to lower their heads when they are under the others' roof, but she had to walk with her head down in her own home. Alice picked up the ingredients and started to make ice cream. William was obviously not interested in her production, and turned to leave.

Not long after, Alice heard something from the living room.

"So it turns out that Mr.Cullen likes to eat sweet things. Next time, I'll make it for you."

"Mr.Cullen, taste my lips. It's sweeter than Ice cream." 'Slow down, no..." Alice stood in the kitchen and listened to the sounds coming from outside. She almost wanted to pick up her kitchen knife and rush out to kill them all.

What did William think of her house?

Bad nightclub?

Alice bore with it, and when she heard the woman's voice from outside growing louder and louder, it was as if she was dying.

Too much.

Alice walked out angrily and saw that William and a woman in transparent clothing were leaning against a wall and kissing. The other three women were sitting on the sofa looking at them with jealousy.

"William-"

Just as Alice was about to speak, William suddenly pushed away the woman who was almost hanging on his body, her face filled with displeasure. Yet another swindler!

"Bam."

The woman fell heavily onto the ground, and her clothes were pulled down to her waist. The scene was once again embarrassing.

"Mr.Cullen!"

The lady laid on the ground and looked at William with an aggrieved expression. She extended her hand to him, wanting him to pull her up.

However, William acted as if he did not see that, and used the back of his hand to wipe his lips. His eyebrows knitted tightly, "Daniel! Throw her out of here!"

"Yes, young master."

The almighty steward Daniel appeared, summoned his bodyguards and walked over to drag the woman away.

William walked over to the sofa and saw that the three women on the sofa were all smiling. Just as they were about to throw themselves into his embrace, William got even more angry, "Daniel! Throw these three women out as well, and blocked my way to sit on the sofa!"

"Mr.Cullen!"

The three beautiful women looked at William in shock. Sit on the sofa while blocking his?

How could he not see these three first-class women standing in front of him? He wants to sit on the sofa? Is he still a man?

None of them dared to voice their doubts, and they were led away by their bodyguards one after another. Before they left, they glared at Alice.

Alice was baffled by her stare, what did it have

to do with her?

She had never seen such a stallion with such a "personality". Well, she had never seen a stallion either.

Alice turned around and returned to the kitchen to start making the Ice cream. Not long later, the bucket was completed, and she carried the ice cream bucket out.

William sat on the sofa, holding a stack of drafts in his hands as he flipped through them. After reading one, he would throw another one behind him, to the point that the entire floor was covered with drafts.

That was the original version of her cartoon "His Exclusive Desire," which was the only one.

What was he doing? He's really sick!

"Don't lose it."

Alice walked forward excitedly. She liked to paper caricatures, this was her job and also her interest. Before this, other than Patrick, she treasured it the most.

Now that she gave up on Patrick, the cartoon was her most precious thing.

"I already said that you only look at her purity." Not only did William not let go of her, he even took out a few paperings and mocked at her. "To think that you're papering such adult plots.

"You still paint this adult plot, and it is the temptation of uniforms and handcuffs... You like this."

Alice was suddenly a little embarrassed and explained, "That was only to complement the main character. "Give it back to me!"

In one hand, she held the Ice cream, while in the other, she tried to grab it.

"William sat on the sofa and raised his arm, his black eyes sweeping across the words on the papering board. He said each word very clearly," Her warmth made him very satisfied, the leather rope had left a red mark on her body, she was as beautiful as a cherry blossom.noveldrama

He deliberately read the words on her papering slowly, each word extremely ambiguous.

Alice originally didn't think that she drew anything, it was just to match up to the main character's plot, and she didn't paper anything that would expose her bones, but now that he read it out, she felt ashamed.

As if she were a slut.

"Return it to me!" William! Give it back to me! "Alice's face turned extremely red, she became extremely excited.

William muttered sarcastically, "ML is ML, and you're even so beautiful as to write it. You scholars are just being hypocritical."

Alice hated that she couldn't just pin the entire barrel of Ice cream onto his head, "Give it back to me, William, you pervert! Give it back to me!"

William looked at her mockingly.

In order to retrieve the painting, she knelt on top of him, her knees touching his waist without being aware of it. Her clean and comfortable face was now filled with anxiety, and her face was flushed red, her eyes turning redder and redder. Under the light, he could clearly see a faint layer of water shining on her eyes.

Looking at her eyes, William's chest was suddenly pierced, and his body quickly tensed up.

He let her snatch it back.

Alice tossed the Ice cream over to him and then sat on the sofa to quickly organize her own papering.

William stared deeply at her small face. She pursed her lips tightly, letting out a hint of liveliness.

He leaned forward, his head close to hers, and the thin lip kissed the corner of her

lips.

Caught off guard, Alice's body stiffened, and in the next second, she quickly dodged.

William placed the ice cream bucket on the ground and quickly pounced on his like a cheetah, suppressing her, who was trying to run away, onto the sofa. He pulled her legs with one hand, making his kneel down, making her unable to move. His black eyes was staring at her.

Alice understood what was in his eyes, "You.. gave me a week's time." She was free this week.

"Right." William stared at her, his voice became hoarse due to his desire, it was extremely sexy, his tone became as arrogant and tyrannical as usual, "Just because I give you a week to find evidence doesn't mean that I won't touch you!"

"You!"

Alice wanted to say something, but William had already lowered his head and covered her lips. He forcefully open her mouth and kiss her deeply.

She tried to resist, but he held her hands in place and placed them directly above her head.

She struggled for her life, but William held her back, and looked at her with a displeased expression, "Alice, you've said enough, yet you still want to pretend to be innocent? I don't believe that my face will make you lose your desire!"

His tone was arrogant to the extreme, as if he was supposed to be revered as a god's will if he were to force others.

After saying that, William once again wanted to kiss her. Alice opened her mouth, "I'm not pretending to be pure, I just hate you."

William's body stiffened, he glared at her and said, "If you have the ability, repeat your words again!"

He was angry again.

She looked at him and his face turned livid. She immediately thought of those three days in the forest when she didn't want to have another hunger strike.

Other than enduring, what else could she do?

Having endured this, she said that she couldn't have any freedom. After all, she was not hopelessly imprisoned again.

Alice stopped struggling and closed her eyes.

"I'm so ugly that you need to close your eyes?" William said in displeasure.

Alice was silent. She did not open her eyes, but she could clearly feel William's

breath getting closer. She could smell his perfume.

Her wrist was held down by him, and her hand slowly clenched into a fist.

Before the wolf's kiss could reach her, he suddenly released his grip on her wrist and heard a painful cry ring out from above her head. "Err..."

Alice opened her eyes, finding his entire body to lie on top of hers, his face

leaning on her shoulder. Her expression could not be seen clearly, only that his face was deathly pale.

"What's wrong?" Alice asked in astonishment.

"Nothing, uh."

William gritted his teeth as he slid down from her body. He pressed a hand on his

stomach and stumbled towards the bathroom.

Alice was a little confused. She stood up from the sofa and looked at the bucket of

Ice cream on the ground with the corner of her eyes.

No way!

The 20 barrels of Ice cream finally made something wrong?

Evils would naturally have their aptitudes cut. This was simply a matter of great

satisfaction.

Alice's heart was filled with joy, listening to the dry vomiting sound in the washroom, which felt like it was going to empty his entire body. After listening for a

full three minutes, Alice could no longer sit still.

This was a problem caused by eating her Ice cream, then what about later?

"William "

William's voice sounded once again.

Alice frowned, stood up and quickly walked over, leaning on the door of the washroom, only to see a tall man bent his body at an angle of 90 degrees in front of the washbasin, the tap was turned to its maximum capacity, and the water was released with a big sound.

He vomited again and again into the sink, and his face pale and drenched with

sweat, one hand pressing hard on his stomach.

She felt sorry for him.

"Are you okay?" Alice walked over and asked.

"Nonsense!" Of course not! "Ouch "

William vomited until he did not even have the strength to speak.

Alice saw that she knew things were not going well, so she said, "I'll call the

Steward Frank to send you to the hospital."

She turned around and was about to leave when she heard a loud bang from

behind her.

She turned around and saw William sitting on the floor with his head leaning

against the sink. His face was pale and his eyes were not as lively as they usually were, filled with confusion.

Alice could not be more familiar with that kind of gaze. In the past, when Patrick was blind, this was the look of confusion that appeared in her eyes the most.

As she was dragged into those youthful memories, Alice's heart couldn't help but

soften.

She squatted down beside William and said, "Come, let me help you up."

"Don't touch me!" William pressed his hand on his stomach, the thin lip opening and said weakly, "I can't take it."