Nemesis Game

Chapter 9 Bitch

Ruben was shocked and his heart was flooded with disgust, "Bitch!"

"I've taken off my clothes. Do you want to have sex?" Samantha laughed and tears flowed down her

pale cheeks and her face was smeared with tears. "If not, I'll go find another client."

Samantha stood in front of Ruben all alone. The gorgeous light could not cover up how pale and weary Nôvel(D)rama.Org's content.

her face was.

Ruben's face darkened, "You ask for it."

He knocked the wine glass on the floor, pulled her arms and pressed against her on the sofa. He

quickly tore off her pants to fool her around.

Samantha was too painful to breathe. She smiled, "I thought that you didn't have the guts to have sex

with me. I seemed to think too much."

She said in a filthy tone as if she was provoking him. Her private part was painful and seemed to be

torn apart, but she was still smiling.

Ruben penetrated Samantha's private part hard. Looking at her pale face distorted by pain, he

sneered, "You played so many dirty tricks just for having sex with me? Why don't you tell me early?"

Samantha was neither surprised nor terrified, but a hint of anguish flashed across her eyes.

But that feeling didn't last long.

Ruben was on her. He had lots of sex with her in this private room. He used so

much force to make her painful.

Samantha suffered a tough ordeal and tears ran down her face, but Ruben didn't feel sympathetic to

her at all.

It should be a good thing done with the most intimate one, but they were like enemies and irritated

each other when having sex.

He let go of her after having sex for a long time.

Just then, the door of the private room was pushed open.

Peyton came in, saw them whose clothes were torn off and cried at once, "Ruben ... How could you do

that?"

Samantha took the shirt, put on it slowly and chuckled.

Ruben's expression changed slightly. He put on the suit and walked up.

Samantha put on a charming smile and was delighted to see Peyton crying, "Mr Knight, you didn't give

me the money."

"You did that on purpose!" Ruben thought about some possibilities and fixed his cold gaze on

Samantha.

Samantha pulled his wrist and sneered. She looked at Peyton, "Why can't we do that? We will do it

every day. As for you, you are just a homewrecker. Who are you to say that?"

A hint of cruelty flashed across Peyton's eyes. She ran out while crying.

Ruben's pupils shrank and his eyes were filled with disgust, "How could you?"

Was she a woman or not? How could she say those words?

Samantha sneered, "Why not? Give me the money."

Ruben's eyes were reddened with anger. He threw a cold gaze, "You want the money, right?"

He was fuming with anger and wrote one hundred thousand on the cheque.

Ruben folded his arms lazily, his eyes filled with disgust and hatred.

Samantha hesitated for a few seconds and walked up slowly as if she was stepping on the blade.

Ruben sneered, "Don't walk over. Aren't you a whore? Crawl here."

What he said was like a knife that stabbed into her heart.

Samantha's mind went completely blank and her heart seemed to be torn apart.

She felt painful.

She smiled, "You are right."

With saying that, she prepared to kneel down and crawl towards him.

The next instance, Ruben's face darkened. He kept a straight face with the cold aura surrounded.

He then threw the cheque at her face, "Shame on you!"