Chapter 19. Dragged to the Bed

A few minutes passed, Kara's movements began to slow down. Her fingers stiffened and her grip weakened. If it weren't for the cooling system inside the limousine, she would have been drenched in sweat. 

"Your stamina is really bad. Is it because you are used to serving men who dare to pay you every night?"

Anger suddenly burned Kara's shame. She could no longer remain silent or lower her head.

"Sir, I know you hate me, but please stop saying nonsense. I may be poor, but I'm not a woman who wants to sell her dignity."

Frank widened at Kara's loud voice. He thought he had succeeded in silencing her arrogance. But in fact, he was wrong.

"Is that so?" Frank placed the tablet on the table. With cynical laughter, he smiled crookedly at Kara. "Should we test it?"

Kara stopped looking at the man with sharp eyes. The bad feeling came back to haunt her. She regretted that she had failed to control her emotions.

"How about I make you an