"So..." Leon took a deep breath, his eyes fixed on Giselle, who was only a few inches away from his face.

"...it will never happen!"

Leon pushed Giselle's body hard. The girl fell to the floor with a thud, her waist hitting the side of the small table hard.

“Ouch!” Giselle winced, holding her sore waist. “Damn you!”

Leon didn’t care. He turned away, leaning against the pillow, breathing heavily.

“I warned you not to disturb me,” he whispered softly, his voice hoarse yet sharp, “Don’t ever think you’ll succeed in controlling me! You’ll never succeed in this marriage contract, little girl! You won’t get the bonus my mother promised...