Reclaiming Her Heart

Chapter 427 Loss of Control

Selena's eye shape was beautiful, especially when her eyes welled up with tears, giving her a pitiful look.

Her face full of stubbornness, she clenched her teeth and kept silent.

But by this time, Selena had calmed down. After all, Raymond had transferred forty million to her as compensation.

She lowered her eyelashes.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Montague."

They were still in the midst of a business transaction, and the client was paramount.

Oh God, she had actually gotten angry at her own client. That really wasn't appropriate.

Raymond had grown up without anyone daring to speak to him like this, except for his grandpa. But he didn't feel angry; in fact, he felt somewhat intrigued.

The fire burning in her eyes, when looking at him, made his blood boil too.

Raymond swallowed hard, pressing the back of her head down, he couldn't resist kissing her.

Selena frowned and turned her head away.

"Does Mr. Montague want a fourth time tonight?" He saw her indifferent face and, for some reason, felt a bit stifled in his heart.

Perhaps it was because there were no open windows in the room, he felt suffocated.

Selena slowly pushed him away and glanced at the painting in front of the floor-to-ceiling window.

"Thirty million, and I'll complete this painting for Mr. Montague."

silent one

and if he was willing to use money as compensation, then she would take as much as she could. She wasn't going to nobly declare that she didn't want it-after all, she needed the money. Raymond could tell something was off with her tonight, and if he really went for a fourth round now, he might push her too far. "Okay, thirty million,"

her paints and brushes one by one, and went to the bathroom to fetch some water. Raymond watched

painting, giving it some thought,

his position, Raymond could see

and now it

slender and beautiful, and her

her form, eventually returning to her

an unbearable heat, he wondered if he'd

no choice but to take a cold shower

out, he saw her pinning her hair behind her ears, probably because she had been in one position for too long and was

small of her back was exposed, revealing its

at the sight,

her, with

struggled to get down, "I'm almost

get

"Mr. Montague."

serious, "I feel that if I go

not in

the situation, Selena slipped out of his

his eyes quietly, experiencing impatience and torment for the first

grabbed a cup of ice water from the fridge, took a sip to cool down, but then

paid him no mind, meticulously cleaning her brushes and palette after finishing

as she rinsed the

clean and she came out of the bathroom, she saw Raymond

her bag, not forgetting to

approach the door, Raymond set