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As Ian'an screamed, the man's strong body covered her, suppressing all her feeble struggles, "From now on, I will completely turn you into my...slave!"
He pressed An An's hands on both sides and handcuffed them to the bed rail with a click——
"I remember, this is how you treated me last time, right?"
"Let me go! I don't want you to touch me. I can do anything else for you..." Ian'an's mind was completely panicked. She only knew how to struggle and even beg for mercy.
"I said, I want you to pay the price for your actions!"
Huangfu Weir raised a cruel smile, and there was something terrible growing in his eyes!
As he finished speaking, there was a hiss in the air, and the clothes on Ian'an's chest were spread out, and even the bra was removed.
Her white plumpness was vulnerablely exposed to the air——
"What are you going to do?!"
"You beast..."
Huangfu Weir ignored her curse and sat on the edge of the bed indifferently, taking an oil-based pen from the servant next to him: "Dongfang Nan said that you are good at painting, and the things you painted on my body are very realistic, but I
I will prove to the outside world that my painting skills are actually better. I will carve more beautiful marks on you, marks that are unique to me. I will carve them into your bones so that you can never wash them off or forget them...
"
With a sneer in his purple eyes, he held Ian'an down and wrote his name - 'weir' - on the round shape of her chest with an oil-based pen.
The black English letters are elegant and arrogant.
Like an artistic signature!
Seeing this man staring at her exposed breasts and writing and drawing on them, An An shouted in shame and anger, "What are you doing, you pervert..."
"Of course I will carve my name on you, so that the world will know that you are my property!" Huangfu Will told her domineeringly, holding her shoulder with a big hand, and coldly stretched out his hand to the maid.
Take action, "Bring it!"
Another servant immediately handed the sterilized tattoo machine to his hand...
Tattoo?!
He wants to tattoo his name on her chest——
"You crazy bastard, I'm not yours!"
"No, it will be soon." He reminded her in an almost calm voice, and then glanced at the two servants coldly, "What are you doing standing there?"
The two servants raised their heads and immediately went over to restrain the struggling Ian...
Huangfu Will ignored the curses and hisses in his ears, picked up the tattoo machine and tattooed words on half of her fragrant and fair skin.
The needle points are inserted into the thin skin frequently, which is more painful than ordinary tattoos!
The wealthy room of Nuo Da immediately echoed with Yi An'an's screams.
After tattooing his name, Huangfu Weir tattooed a small pattern next to his name like a stamp. Amidst An An's heart-rending screams, his voice could no longer be calm, "This is
If you engrave this mark on the family crest of my Lewis family, you will be my royal husband, Will Lewis, for the rest of your life, and you should feel honored..."
The Louis family is a big noble in France, and even their servants have a higher status than ordinary people. This is an honor!
But people who are labeled as noble servants have no freedom of marriage and must make the decision of their masters - otherwise no one would dare to marry.
He told her in such a domineering and almost cruel way that she was his!
Ian'an was about to collapse. He looked at this crazy man in pain, "Why do you do this to me? I'm just a little person. There are many people who want to climb up to you. Why is it me...
Why don't you let me go, I don't want to see you at all!!"
She let out a cry of despair from her throat, a wail of a desperate situation with nowhere to escape.
Huangfu Will put down the tattoo gun and looked at his 'masterpiece' with satisfaction, "Of course I won't let you go. I said this is the price for your disobedience to me. You don't take me seriously and you contradict me wantonly.
My pride and honor have been bruised all over by you. When you ran away, I was humiliated. How could I forget such a strong stimulus? You are so cute, I really want to dig out your heart and kiss it!"
He smiled cruelly and almost pervertedly, and roughly squeezed the round ball above her heart with one big hand.
An An was in pain and screamed, "It hurts so much, let go of your dirty hands!..."
"Does it hurt?" He pointed to his noble head, which was still wrapped in gauze, "You hit me without mercy at that time!"
An An's back was covered in cold sweat and her face was pale. She didn't know how he was going to torture her.
Huangfu Will looked at her torn clothes and said to the servant on the side, "Find her some clothes. Remember, the clothes she wears in the future must reveal the tattoo I got."
"Yes, young master!" the servant immediately responded and left.
Under the intimidation of this man, the servants were very efficient in doing things.
After a while, they brought several sets of tube top dresses!
The skirt is very high-end and beautiful. Of course, as the president of the world's largest luxury brand group, Huangfu Weir, there is nothing in his world other than high-end products...
The servant quickly dressed up Ian'an and then pushed her in front of the full-length mirror carved with roses——
Ian'an looked weakly at herself in the mirror: she was wearing a lavender tube top dress. The skirt was particularly beautiful, and it perfectly highlighted her figure and face. Her plump chest, that 'weir
'The tattoo floats beautifully on the half-sphere, sexy and charming...
Although it is a shameful tattoo, the design is indeed very beautiful!
But when she looked at her beautiful figure in the mirror, her face turned pale.
"Does it look good?" The man held her shoulders from behind, closed his eyes, and sniffed the scent of the skin on her neck intimately, "Compared to those childish graffiti of yours, mine is obviously much more beautiful, but still,
Something is missing..." He suddenly opened his eyes and looked at the pale-faced Ian An in the mirror in a meaningful way:
"I have another gift for you."
Bad premonition.
Ian An bit a white crescent mark on his lips, his voice trembling slightly, "What else do you want?"
She drew it on his skin and he tattooed it into her flesh. Isn't this revenge enough?!
Huangfu Weir raised the corners of his lips noncommittally, opened a box handed over by the servant, and took out a red bow necklace. He bit her ear and whispered ambiguously, "Remember when you tied it under me?"
Got a bow..."
An An's face suddenly turned green.
Her reaction made him very satisfied, and he added, "But I am a reasonable person. If you don't have one down there, I have to tie it around your neck..."
"I don't want, I don't want anything from you on me!"
She suddenly resisted fiercely, pushed away Huangfu Weir's hand and ran towards the door.
She knew she couldn't run away, but she still couldn't sit still and wait for death.
As expected, the two strong maids immediately blocked the door like a wall, and then captured her back to Huangfu Will...
"Let me go, bastard..." Ian'an lowered his head, his hoarse voice filled with despair.
"I told you that your resistance is meaningless." He opened the collar and put it directly on her fair and slender neck. "This is specially made for you. No one can open it except me!" He was cruel.
As he said that, he pressed the death button!
The bright red neck ring especially complements Yi An'an's milky complexion, making her look even more delicate!
There is also a delicate bow in the middle of the collar, with a golden bell hanging on it. The wind blows from the window, and the bell makes a crisp and moving sound...
Humiliation took over her whole body.
Yi Anan bit her lip, "Do you treat me like a dog?"
"It's not bad to be my dog!" Huangfu Weir proudly raised her chin like a master, "It's definitely better to be my dog than you are in the Yi family! You will be prosperous and wealthy by my side, as long as you are obedient.
I can give you the best things, but what do you get by being so humble and humble in the Yi family?"
"That's none of your business!" She yelled sadly, her eyes already moist.
"It's not my business, but I have to tell you." He smiled lightly, fiddled with the delicate little bell and said, "There is a micro locator in it. You don't have to think about escaping in the future, because no matter you run away
No matter where you go in the world, I can catch you right away, understand?"
In the gorgeous European-style room, the air was extremely quiet for a moment, with only the sound of trembling breathing.
In the depression, there is an invisible despair spreading, and the soul in her body is crying helplessly...
Who will save her? What should she do?
Yi Anan bit her lip tightly, her lip was broken and blood flowed down, but the sparkle in her eyes was still rolling and stubborn, she just stared at the devil in front of her with sorrow and hatred!
But such a strong person makes the devil feel a desire to destroy him in his heart!
Huangfu Weir came close to her beautiful face and asked her like a poisonous snake seducing Eve, "Why don't you cry? I want to see you cry. Maybe you cry and kneel down to me to beg for mercy, and then take off your clothes and beg me to hug you once.
Maybe I'll let you go when I'm satisfied, maybe, why don't you cry?"
Unlike his cruel words, his voice was gentle, and he even blinked gently and looked at her calmly with his beautiful purple eyes.
It seems like he is really confused...
Ian'an desperately kept his eyes open to prevent tears from falling, grabbed the last thing called Zunyan, and told him decisively: "Then you will never see that day! I will never let others trample on my dignity.
I shed tears every time. Tears are the most precious thing and can only be reserved for this kind of deep sadness. This sadness has nothing to do with humiliation, grievance, or pain. A despicable and shameless person like you is not worthy of my tears!!
"
Her hoarse words made Huangfu Will's heart tremble...
What a small woman, what a powerful soul, this soul is so powerful that it is almost holy!
But why doesn't she belong to him? Why can't she be close to him, love him, cherish him, and be sentimental like other women?
Huangfu Weir felt a huge sense of loss in his heart. Suddenly, he forced her to the wall and kissed her lips fiercely——