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

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

and went to the bathroom to fetch some water. Raymond

the painting, giving it some thought, she soon

position, Raymond could see her face

and now it was serious

slender and beautiful, and her figure

over her form,

unbearable heat, he wondered if he'd

him, he had no choice but to

her hair behind her ears, probably because she had been in one position for too long and was stretching

short; when she stretched, the small of her back was

cursed under his breath at the sight, walked

with

get down,

you get up

"Mr. Montague."

that if I go to that bed, there won't be

her to say something like that, and especially not in such a solemn tone. He was both

the situation, Selena slipped out of his arms and continued with the finishing

resettled himself on the sofa, closing his eyes quietly,

ice water from the fridge, took a sip to cool down, but then couldn't help watching her again. Her short hair was

meticulously cleaning her brushes and

water turned colorful as she

she

her bag, not forgetting to

her approach the door, Raymond set down the glass