Cinderella And Her Bossy Master

Kate's words made Flora's face red. The man smiled gently at Kate, "You could Just call me uncle Brian."

"Ok, you are so handsome, uncle Brian! I want to eat ice cream. Can you treat me to ice cream?"

The man smiled, "My pleasure."

Flora looked at them with a red shy face and then turned her eyes to Ivy, "Excuse me? can Kate leave now?"

Hearing the voice, Ivy raised her eyes and her eyes flashed over the man on her side and smiled at Flora, "Yes."

While talking, she had helped Kate put away her instrument. When she was about to hand it to Kate, the man took that over from Ivy's hand.

His fingertips gently crossed Ivy's fingers. She pursed her lips, then took back her hand and said goodbye to Kate.

They three left soon.

The picture was very much like a family of three, incomparably harmonious.

Ivy stood in place for a while before returning to the piano room to pack up.

At night.

Ivy practiced for two more hours in the rehearsal room today. When she returned to the house, it was already ten o'clock in the evening. The whole house was quiet.

Ivy lightened her steps. When she was passing through the living room, a voice suddenly came, "Why are you back so late?"

She was startled. Her hands unconsciously grasped the strap of the instrument box and turned around.

The man was standing at the top of the stairs, squinting at her.

The induction lamp on the stairs lighted and the light reflected the tall figure of the man, and there was no expression on his handsome face.

"Because of the rehearsal."

Ivy answered softly.

"Well." He said, and walked up to her.

Ivy subconsciously wanted to step back, but his hand had stretched out and hugged her waist.

The next moment, his kiss had fallen on her cheek and his breath was burning.

Ivy was startled and subconsciously wanted to push him away, "Please don't do this here...."

"No." He said.

While talking, he had dropped her instrument box on the ground.

"Boom!", the sound of her box falling was particularly clear in the silent night.

Ivy's heart was about to jump out, and her eyes were wider. However, the man ignored and pressed his body against her and clamped her struggling hands.

"Master..."

She kept her voice low and half crying.

"Call me by my name." His breath was in her ear, his hand peeled off her clothes one by one, and he asked with a little impatient tut, "Why did you wear so many clothes?"

"Brian, let's go upstairs..." Ivy was really about to cry.

It was so close to the servants' restroom. And there were patrolling security guards outside. As long as one person saw them...

What Mrs Smith said yesterday was just a joke. If Mrs Smith knew that she had something to do with Brian, she would truly kill her!

Brian didn't take care of her words. When he found that Ivy still wanted to speak again, he bowed his head and kissed her lips, blocking her words back.

After her body softened, everything would go much easier.

After that, Ivy heard his deep voice, "Why did you go teaching in the training class?? Lack of money?"

Ivy pursed her lips and said in a low voice, "Yes..."

"What do you want money for?" He squinted at her. "Why didn't you tell me you was lack of money?"

Ivy stopped talking.

After looking down at her for a while, Brian smiled, "You want to study abroad, didn't you?"

Ivy immediately opened her eyes. At the moment of matching Brian's eyes, her mind and body suddenly cooled down.