Stop, Your Grace!

The rain was getting heavier. Suddenly a bolt of lightning crackled through the sky.

A black Bentley car was parked on the side of the road nearby. Through the window, a pair of eyes stared at the girl.

“Master, she is the one we are looking for,” said Berg the housekeeper, holding a pile of papers.

“Are you sure?” said a man in a freezing voice.

“Yes, we have been checking carefully for the past month. There is nothing wrong with it. She was the woman who broke into the castle that night!”

“Bring her to me.” The man slipped his lips.

“No problem, sir.”

Melody was confused as she was taken into the car by a couple of people, but she was too tired to resist. With the dim light, she opened her eyes and saw the man in front of her clearly.

It was a very attractive face with charming eyes and sexy lips. The exotic features were half hidden under the messy short hair.

This was definitely the most handsome man Melody had ever seen in her life. However, at the moment she was not in the mood of appreciating it.

“Who are you?”

“Who do you think I am? You’ve already slept with me,” said the man wickedly.

Melody moved her lips, but could not say a single word. Finally, she was completely fainted.

…

Outside the city, there stood a gothic castle in the lush forest, spectacular but mysterious.

Melody felt like being bitten by thousands of ants.

In the European－style decorated room, a large wooden barrel was placed in the middle of the room. A girl was soaked in water. Her bright forehead was covered with sweat, looking painful.

“Ochs…” Melody whispered and slowly opened her eyes.

It was a strange room. The crystal chandelier was dazzling.

Where is this place?

Melody stood up from the water in horror, lifting her eyes to see a man sitting gracefully on the sofa in front of her with his legs folded.

“Ah…” Melody covered her naked body and screamed.

“Quiet!” the man rubbed his ears and glanced at her impatiently.

Melody crouched down into the water.

Who is this man?

Where is she?

“Who are you?” Melody stammered nervously, her hands tightly covering her body.

“Melody, 21, junior student at XX University, School of Law. Parents divorced early. Mother died unexpectedly. Father remarried and gave birth to a girl named Sandy.” The man opened his thin lips. “Am I right, Miss Lowe?”

Melody was dumbfounded and returned to absolute being after a long time. “Who are you? Why do you know me so clearly?”

“Oh, there is nothing in this world that I, Kevin Yule, do not know,” said the man in an arrogant tone.

Kevin? Kevin Yule? The Duke of England who often appears in financial magazines? Involved in politics from an early age, led the army at the age of 18, and started business at the age of 20 and founded M & amp Co.?

In addition, he was regarded as the most charming man that women in the world want to marry. He was only 25 years old and was a rare bachelor.

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Melody pinched her thigh, “ah…” The sharp pain proved that this was not a dream.

He was Kevin for sure!

Melody was so surprised that she could not say a word. She stared at Kevin in silence.