His Domineering Lover
Chapter 566

In another luxurious villa, Renee was wearing sexy underwear and a necklace, crawling on the ground like a dog. She was pleasing the so-called master who liked to build his happiness by torching women, especially on the bed.

The more painful the woman was, the better he felt. But his pervert habit did not deter the women because he always offered them a lot of money as rewards.

He required a woman to hold on all night and not fall into a coma. If she succeeded, when he woke up, he would satisfy the woman with a wish. Renee heard about this and approached him.

She would never forget that night in her life. For several times, she thought that she had died. As soon as thinking of Carmen who was still trapped in the jail, she held on and survived.

Hatred would make humans blind, it also trained the human's mind. Because the hatred didn't fade, as long as it burnt, Renee would not give up.

On the bed, Renee was not feared nor timid. Her courage gained the master's praise so that she was kept by him.

Since he could easily save Carmen, he must have a strong power. That was what Renee wanted to rely on.

Renee wanted to use this man to smash Tracey and bring her the pains she tasted before.

So, no matter how hard it would be, as long as Renee could reach her goal, she would do it at any cost!

She didn't even mind the master summoning her like calling a dog. "Master." She said while crawling toward that man.

This man was addicted to smoking, and he smoked cigars almost all the time. Renee knelt beside him and stretched out to take off his towel.

This was what he enjoyed most when women served him.

Renee had rested for days since she was brought here. She was treated well as she could have days to rest. Some women were unable to recover after giving service and stay on the bed for a month even for months.

He was like the emperor. If he wanted service, he would ask the assistant to bring a woman over. Without any affection, he did this out of only one reason.

To have sex.

As a man seemed to have no heart, he never

needed love. Women for him were the tools to release desires.

Every woman he summoned was excited and afraid. What excited them was the generous reward they would receive, and what scared them was his abnormal means.

As a normal human being, after all, no one would like to bear his "Punishment".

Although Renee was just brought here, she was already informed of Mr. Gill's style. "You have to obey him and never resist!" She was told.

If any woman resisted, the master would act more harshly. Renee knew this long ago.

Moreover, Mr. Gill didn't want love. He wanted women's bodies only. Once there was a woman falling in love with him and wanted to win his heart, she would end up miserable.

Renee recalled what she was told all the time. Smoke blurred the master's face. Only the outline could be seen, and it was as clear as his characteristic.

He was like a sharp blade that emitted cold lights. As long as it was drawn, the enemy would soon be killed with blood spurting. Never wish to be treated kindly and gently by such a blade.

He liked people to submit to him, including on bed. Renee could only approach him in the humblest gesture.

She pulled down the bath towel wrapped around his waist and used her tongue to lick his skin. His face didn't change a little, and he was still smoking.

However, Renee was not good at serving man. In the past, as Miss Xia, she was served only.

For pleasing Mr. Gill, she had practiced a lot during the days she took a rest. She didn't imagine that this man would be in love with her. She only wanted to rely on him and would not repeat the miserable woman's past.

"Your skills aren't bad." Bradley Gill, who had no interest in Renee, suddenly was aroused with desire.

He raised her head and found her lips were moist. She smiled enchantingly, sticking out her tongue to lick her whole lips.

For any man, such a flirting action was fatal. However, Bradley just lifted her chin and carefully observed her face.

"Smile one more time."

Renee didn't know the reason, but it was Bradley's order. Even if he commanded her to go hell, she could only obey. For an instant, Renee smiled again. "Not this smile. Once again."

In suspicions, Renee smiled again. She didn't know what kind of smile he wanted.

Renee couldn't know what Bradley really missed. In the picture on his mind, around the street corner, a woman in a black coat was holding a cup of hot drink.

What hit her mind at that time? Her sudden smile looked so natural and comfortable, like sunlight sprinkled on Bradley's heart.

He couldn't remember when and where he read a poem about women's smiles, and one of the sentences was written, "Gorgeous and enticing, her smile is truly an art. Enthralling enough to melt my beating heart." Bradley felt such a description was too exaggerated then.

Bradley had met countless women. From the black to the white, from the fat to the slim. No matter how ever-changing the women were, no one ever touched him.

A few days ago, when he served by Renee on the bed, he happened to watch that Tracey was on TV. He wasn't stunned by Tracey's look then, at most, he felt she was a little bit more beautiful than other beauties.

Beauties were not surprised to Bradley because he had met countless beauties. Not until the host introduced Tracey as an entrepreneur who started her business from zero did Bradley gave more attention to the television.

At first glance, Tracey was good-looking. At a second glance, she had some charisma. Facing the tough questions that the host threw over, Tracey wasn' t flustered at all but answered perfectly in calmness and wisdom.

At most, she was a little bit special. That was it.

And on TV, she wasn't special enough to fully absorb Bradley's eyes. But today on the street, what a coincidence, he saw her.

She was immersed in coldness, so remote to deter others to approach. She was an ice beauty. This was the first impression that Tracey left to him.

Then she smiled. So suddenly, and for no reason. Her smile pierced through all coldness, giving off only warmth.

In this smile, Tracey's face was no longer serious and was sweet instead. This smiled soon caught Bradley's eyes as well as his mind.

He finally understood the poem he read was not exaggerated at all. He wasn't clear about the reason, he just wanted to follow her.

When he arrived, he summoned Renee at once. She was Tracey' s sister, theoretically, Renee should be looking like her. "But why you don't look like her?!" Bradley said coldly.