“Sixt? Why are you home so early today?” Fiona asked, nervously pulling the blanket to cover her naked body. Sixt’s expression was like ice. He stared coldly at the two of them in horror. His mouth fell wide open as he tried to digest this hurtful emotion. Henry, the man he could recognize as her boss was naked and drenched in sweat. He had seen Henry many times; Fiona always claimed they were just discussing work. “Oh, so it’s my fault then? I came back early, and interrupted your filthy little secret?” Never in his wildest dreams did he think that his beloved girlfriend would get fucked by her boss in his own house! He was desperately trying to contain his rage, but his trembling fists betrayed just how close he was to losing control. Fiona clutched the covers tighter, her face still red. “Sixt, Go outside! I'll explain later.” "What?! Explain later?" Sixt's voice rose unconsciously, his eyebrows twitching with rage. He couldn't believe Fiona was still stalling. "Didn't y

“Faster, Tom!” Master Zane raised his voice at his driver as he looked down at the young man with a worried look. “This is the fastest speed, Master.” Tom said. If he goes beyond this, they are all going to die. “Well, go faster before he dies on us!” He tells him. The Zane family was extremely wealthy, powerful and possessed top-of-the-line medical equipment all across the world. The young man would definitely get the faster and safest treatment there. As they were speeding to the estate, Sixt's body began to heat up, despite being unconscious and his eyes still closed. No one noticed the changes happening on Sixt. Though Sixt was still unconscious and soaked in his blood, his wounds were mysteriously healing at an astonishing rate. Soon, their car arrives at the Zane mansion. “Prepare the medical facilities! Now! He needs urgent care!” The old man urgently ordered the many servants, who rushed to the car. However, at that moment, they discovered that the young man had no wou

“How much will it cost for you to tell my grandfather that you bought the bracelet from a pawn shop and that this marriage contract is a fake?” “I never got my bracelet from any pawn shop.” Sixt was quick to defend, masking the anger he felt from her words. She must really think he was here to leech off her family. With a dark frown, she uttered, “My grandpa likes you for goddame some reason, but I can't and will never see you as my lawfully wedded husband.” Her voice came out cold. He is here to swindle her family's money. And she will never see him different from a leech! She raised her chin at him, “These are the three rules you are going to live by if you want this to work.” Sabrina's voice is cold. “So, listen… We only pretend to be affectionate in this house or when grandpa is around, but outside? We act like strangers! That bed…” She pointed at the king-size bed, “You're not allowed to share it with me! Don't meddle in my business and most importantly, you must not h

“…I insist, son… just see this as a way of showing appreciation for healing my granddaughter.” Master Zane remarks as Sixt tried to object the position he offered him. “Here,” He offered him a pen, urging him to sign the papers. After a brief moment, Sixt sighed, “I’ll pay you back. Even if it’s the last thing I do.” Master Zane nodded with a smile, and just as Sixt was done signing the papers, he went back to his room to freshen up for work. Master Zane was on his way to his car when he heard Larry, his grandson’s voice. “Grandpa! Wait! Grandpa!” Larry called as he got in front of his grandfather, “I just got an email. Gate hotels has a new president? And it's that loser you found in the streets?” He barked angrily at him. “Hey, watch your tone! That's Sabrina's husband!” Master Zane frowned slightly. “I don’t give a flying fuck! You just found him yesterday and he's already the president? And I have been the vice president of White enterprise all my life? Why are you tr

“Big talk,” Mr. Jones snapped. “Fine. Show me who this lunatic is. I want to see who dares run wild on my turf.” Henry could barely contain his excitement. He led Mr. Jones and the bodyguards straight over to Sixt. “There! That’s him! And just a minute ago, he said if your hotel stuck its nose into his business, he’d tear the whole place down.” Mr. Jones’s hand rose, ready to deliver a slap, until he caught sight of the woman standing next to Sixt. She looked quite familiar. “May I ask who are you, miss-?” Mr. Jones asked cautiously. After all, anyone who struck him as even vaguely familiar was rarely simple. “I’m Sabrina Zane,” she replied coldly. The moment the name left her lips, both Henry and Fiona visibly shuddered. Henry’s knees buckled again, he nearly dropped to the floor. She was from the Zane family? Everyone in the city knew how wealthy and terrifying Zane family was. And now, they had somehow managed to offend someone from such a powerful clan! But wh