Chapter 10 Woman, One Day I'll Make You Submit!

From childhood to adulthood, even his own parents had never treated Ulysses like this before. Now, she dared to treat the esteemed and unparalleled him as... as a tool for that despicable old woman to satisfy her desires! And she called him a male model!? Oh, moon goddess! What did he do wrong to be repeatedly provoked and humiliated by such a stinking girl! Wasn't she afraid he might just snap her neck! Falcone looked bewildered, completely clueless about what he was talking about. She had no idea why his face was a mess of bruises and why his cheeks were trembling with anger. Furrowing her brows, she tried to pull her hand away, but he seemed determined, refusing to let go. But why couldn't she remember anything? She tentatively spoke up: "Did we meet last night? Did I... buy you for the night? So, we... did something yesterday?" As soon as the words left her mouth, she realized what she had said, her cheeks flushing! "No! Not at all! You not only