The villa in the suburbs was particularly weird in the quiet night.

"Crack!" The door lock opened.

On the large white bed, Rhonda endured the beating of her heart that was about to explode. She shrank her body again and again, trying not to let the angry man see her.

"Do you think that I can't find you if you hide in the quilt?" As soon as his eyes darkened, Roman went straight forward and accurately pressed the delicate body on the bed with the weight of his body.

"What are you doing... you... let go of me..." Unable to free himself from the man's grip, Rhonda felt a suffocating sensation that she had never felt before. The hot airflow mixed with the man's pitiful words made her eyes well up with tears for no reason. She could not help but shed tears.

"What am I doing? Why didn't you think about it now when you were looking for reporters during the day? Why didn't I think about my situation when you called my mother? A down-and-out young lady is just showing off just because of her good looks. How shameless."

As he said this, the strength in Roman's hands was obviously increased, and he pressed the weight of his whole body on Rhonda. His red wrist hung down weakly.

Rhonda didn't know how to explain for a moment. She could only let the bitterness in her heart flood freely. But the strong sense of suffocation forced her to want to get the air. However, her hand was controlled by this man, so she could only shake her head desperately and escape.

"I didn't, I didn't... Let go of me..." Rhonda said in a somewhat unconscious voice. Her voice was clearly weaker than before.

"You don't have it? You don't have anything to do with it? You didn't deliberately let the reporters block me? You didn't force me to have a baby with you? What are you doing? You just want to have a child to ensure that you don't have to worry about food and clothing for the rest of your life. After all, your family has so much money now, and you, a rich young lady, have become an ordinary young lady!"

Roman's eyes seemed to be on fire. The second before he lost consciousness, he subconsciously let go of the hand that was constrained by the quilt.

Rhonda, who suddenly got freedom, quickly poked her head out of the quilt. She breathed in the fresh air, and her slightly green face was full of caution and fear...

"Look at your face. I can't even find anything to describe her filth." Roman's voice was clear and calm. Maybe it was because he was less drunk, or maybe he suddenly had some other interest.

"Please, please don't say that..." Every word Roman said now was poking at her pain. Those unfortunate things that happened before were the shadows that she would never forget in her life...

"Stop talking? Do you think it's possible?" The boiling hot stream of air with the scent of wine kept hitting Rhonda's face. This dangerous man was not willing to let her go at all...

He tore off the remaining cloth on her body, and the only reason in Roman's eyes was also buried.

"I beg you..." Rhonda didn't dare to look up at him. She could only try her best to protect the softness of her chest. Tears flowed down uncontrollably.

"Isn't this what you want? Let's see if you have the ability to endure it!" The tearing pain struck every corner of Rhonda's body like a storm.

A few drops of bright red had been dripped on the snow-white sheet, and then it turned red, like a red rose blooming on the snow.

"Hiss..." In the heat, the name vaguely appeared in the mouth of the man lying on it.

Hey, Instructor Roman's nickname...

Rhonda's desperate resistance at first, and then desperate tears later, were all as numb as a sheet when she heard those two words.

The night gradually faded away.

The old-fashioned wall lamp made the whole room look particularly shabby. The light hit the water stain on the man's back, which looked like an oil painting from a distance.

Roman got up from the bed and didn't even look at the person curled up on the bed. He walked straight to the bathroom with his deep eyes, and the sound of water in the bathroom instantly blocked the outside.

Rhonda, who was lying on the bed, slowly opened her dry and sore eyes. Her vision turned from blurry to messy. She gently licked her dry lips and stared blankly at the eye-catching blood red on the bed.

The physical discomfort made her moan in pain. She slowly leaned against the bed and looked in the direction of the bathroom through the dim wall lamp.

Was that person leaving?

Out of nowhere, she panicked. Ignoring the pain in her body, she decided to go to the bathroom. However, when she took the first step, she screamed in pain.

It was more painful than tearing.

Perhaps because he heard Rhonda's moan, the sound of water in the bathroom suddenly stopped. Roman wrapped a bath towel around his waist, opened the bathroom door with a poker face, and went straight to the wardrobe to take out his clothes.

He didn't even give Rhonda, who was standing in the same spot with a pained expression, a look.

Rhonda, who was standing in the same spot, trembled slightly. Perhaps it was because the air conditioner had yet to turn on, or perhaps it was because of the low pressure emanating from the man's body that made her shiver.

After putting on his clothes, Roman picked up the low-key watch on the bedside table and put it on. But before he turned around, he remembered something, so he went aside and poured a glass of water and handed it to Rhonda.

Rhonda, who was flattered by Roman's sudden treatment, quickly took the cup with trembling hands. Her eyes were intentionally or unintentionally trying to please Roman, but they were all ignored by him.

He took out a white pill from the bedside table. Before Rhonda could react, he grabbed her by the shoulder. Almost at the moment when she fell on him, her mouth was suddenly stuffed with some pill, and then she was filled with water.

Because she drank it too quickly, the water choked from her mouth to her nose. Rhonda quickly swallowed the bitter pill with all her strength. She was choked to tears and gasped hard.

"You don't deserve to be pregnant with my child!" He let go of Rhonda in disgust. Roman fastened the last button of his shirt, and there was no expression on his delicate face.