I almost couldn't help it.

I'm a rich family's daughter, once cold-eyed watching many big people's behind-the-scenes dealings, than many people know the rules of the game.

So I put up with it again and again, and when he's done venting this will pass.

"Take off your clothes," he used his fingers to slowly and methodically peel away my messy shirt, his fingertips intentionally scraped the white skin of my chest, his tone was indifferent like an order, "Take it off totally, I want to inspect the body."

Such a straightforward and harsh wording, I actually should understand, but looking at his handsome and clean face, I was surprised to...