His hand slowly smoothed away a wisp of hair on her forehand. Though confused Grace might be, she
still noticed the intention of Cayne.
“Mr. Filocci, don’t you know how to show respect to woman?”
“Show respect to woman?” Cayne’s thin lips moved to utter, “But you told me that you are just a bitch
who could do anything for money.”
“Though I am not Chinese, I know about what the bitches in your country try to do when they say those
similar words.”
Grace sneered at her own with a bit self-mockery, ‘It is really ridiculous I want to remain pure after I
claim myself as a bitch.’
But she still clenched her fist out of regret.
“You can do what you want wherever you like, but not here!” Grace glared at Cayne with her bloodshot
eyes, “Not here!”
“What if I insist?”
Grace lowered her eyelids silently. But it made Cayne even more interested, As if what he saw in front
of him was a dazzling woman.
How could there be such a strange woman, both humble but proud at the same time.
What made her like that?
Cayne actually felt a bit bored when he got along with her at the beginning, but now he was more
interested in her.
Cayne slowly kissed her wound gently, and he clearly noticed that Grace shivered a bit when his kiss
fell on her skin. Cayne was wondering how this wound was caused?
And who left her the wound? What if Cayne himself also had a chance to mark her body with such an
unforgettable wound, he couldn’t help but dream of it.
Grace clenched her fists even tighter, with her palm bleeding as her fingernails deeply stabbed into the
flesh. Beads of blood kept dripping on the ground.
Finally, Cayne let go of Grace.
Slap!
A clear and loud slap fell on Cayne’s face, which could be clearly heard in the empty staircase.
Cayne tilted his head aside because of the slap. He touched his own face with disbelief after a while,
“That hurts!”
Grace’s hand seemed to tremble out of fear, but she still stared at Cayne firmly. She felt herself
overwhelmed with the joy of revenge, “Since Mr. Filocci loves to touch other’s wound, now you should
know how hurt it would be to be touched on the wound.”
Then Grace went upstairs as she finished her words, without looking back at Cayne.
Cayne stood still, staring at her back fading away from the stairs.
Cayne went downstairs and left the community. He got in his sport car, but the pain still lingered around
his face.
He touched his own face a bit, “Damn! That hurts!”
He took out his phone and dialed Leon’s number.
“Do you know what time it is now?” Leon replied with annoyance.
Cayne turned a deaf ear to his attitude, “I was slapped.”
“Who? How many men did he bring with? Do you need backup?” Leon was putting on clothes.
“Only one.”
“Only one?” Leon frowned. He kept thinking about who would be the only one dare to slap Cayne in
this city. Then it suddenly occurred to him that the answer might be only one man. Leon continued, “Is
he Caden?”
Perhaps Caden would be the only one who possessed the paralleled power to beat Cayne.
No one dared to beat him except for such a powerful man like Caden Shaw.
“No, I was only slapped on the face.”
“What? Slapped on the face…” Leon was a bit confused as it did not sound like a fight between man,
“Who did that?”
“My prey who I have once mentioned in front of you. Leon, now I am getting more interesting in my
prey. It would be exciting if I could also mark her body with such an untouchable and impressive
wound…”
Before he finished, Leon suddenly interrupted, “Hey, Cayne, you should know what you are doing! Stop
making trouble for yourself!”
“Alright, I need to drive and I gotta go.”
“Hey, stop it! Do you read me? Stop…” But the call was stopped as Cayne hung up his phone.
Leon threw his phone on the bed heavily.
A prey?
Was she just simply a prey?
What kind of prey could drive Cayne so crazy?
Leon had never seen Cayne so delirious for a simple prey before.
“Damn it!” Then Leon grabbed his phone and texted a message to Cayne, “Stop it! Don’t ruin yourself
just like me!”
Meanwhile, Canye was waiting for the traffic light, and he happened to notice the message, “Stop?
Now it just starts to get more interesting, how could I stop?”
As for the warning of Leon, Cayne just turned a deaf ear to it.
He deemed himself much different from Leon.
Cayne pushed a bottom in his car, and the car roof returned back to the frame. He felt the wind
punching on his face and shouted, “Just only a game!”
What Cayne wanted was just only a game, but not the heart of his prey.
Grace met Cayne again at the door of her dorm.
“I have told you I don’t want to meet you again!” Recently, she had been quite frustrating because of
money. Grace even deemed herself a bit out of mind, she even refused such a generous rich guy at
her poorest day.
She felt her wound started to ache again.
“Do you really want to refuse such a tempting offer?” Cayne said with a charming voice, and he handed
a check with fifty million dollars in front of Grace.
“You are badly in need for this five million, right? It is so important that you will even be willing to
sacrifice your life for it. Are you sure you don’t want to think it over?” Hearing that, Grace’s attitude
seemed to fluctuate.
That was a deal.
It could never be deemed fair for either party.
Cayne was eager to experience the joy of preying.
And what Grace wanted most was money.
“Actually you are quite aware that whether you agree with my offer or not, I can still make you yield to
me. And I could still go to the Royal Club to find you even if I don’t want to wait for you.”
He was so despicable!
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