Waiting For a Girl Like You

Everything happened in a whirl. He had to do it quickly because he didn't want to give Carla any pause to fight him back.

"Yes, you are right. You are a very rude woman. If you can't influence someone to do what you want with brutal words, then you'll change your strategy and use your fist instead. Carla, whether you like it or not, I have gotten used to your little trick. What are you going to do now? I can tell you that when I look at these perfectly behaved women now, all I want to do is throwing up. Do you hear me? You've completely destroyed the taste I had for perfect women. What will you do now?"

Terence let go of her wrists but pushed her against her brown drawer. He pressed his hands against the drawer on both sides of her body to lock her in place. Carla glared at him while she rubbed her red wrists.

"Is that all you've got, Mr. Terence? You are behaving like such a hooligan right now. Only people without shame love to be abused. I've got news for you, Mr. Terence. Why don't you teach your perfect little fiancée how to use a whip or play with hot wax so she can use them to please you. And I'm sure you'll love her just as much as you love me. Isn't that a great idea?"

Carla didn't hold back. She was a nice person but when people pushed her, she could be extremely mean. And they wouldn't have the chance to fight back.

Since Terence was used to Carla and her mean ways, he knew how to tame her. He raised one eyebrow and rubbed his index finger on her lips. He curled up his lips to seduce her. He leaned over and whispered in her ear, "Is that what you like, Carla? We can try that. One day. Just be careful with the wax. If you burn yourself by accident, my hear

ong time. You haven't gotten any from your perfect little fiancée?"

Carla made fun of him. But Terence thought otherwise and twisted her words.

He pulled her chin gently close to him and nibbled her bottom lip. He laughed at her, "What? Is my babe jealous?

Yesterday, she did seduce me to come into her room. She looked like she didn't know what she was doing and acting reserved but I knew she was playing 'hard-to-get'. The fact is that, I also knew she couldn't wait to throw herself on my bed. But you know what? She was just a foster child of the Huas, which was way far from being qualified as my wife."

He finished his sentence with a cold sneer. Terence shared this information with Carla for only one purpose, that, he wanted Carla to know what was going on between he and his "perfect little fiancée". However, Carla seemed not appeased. Deep in her heart, Terence's fiancée might have been adopted, but still, by a wealthy family. It could hardly make any difference. But, what did she have in hand? She only had Sean since the beginning and it would always be that way. Who was she to have a say in this matter?