God of Men, Please Come to My Heart

In the deep night of New York City, it was quiet, but a luxurious room on the 15th floor of the Plaza Hotel was filled with a pig-like howl: "Ah..."

Suddenly the hotel room door opened, and a red figure flashed out in an instant. Behind her, a fat man was covering his lower body with a ferocious face: "Damn woman! Someone, catch her quickly."

The bodyguards at the door immediately reacted and chased after the red figure.

The red figure was Sarah Summers. Regardless, she ran quickly and suddenly found an unclosed door next to the corridor.

Sarah turned her head, and a plan came to her mind. She pushed open the door that was slightly ajar and slipped in.

She also closed the door by hand, listening to the shouting outside the door getting farther and farther away. Sarah patted her chest and slowly let out a breath. She finally evaded the pursuers.

She saw a man in a bathrobe leaning against the wall, with a few drops of water hanging from his hair, and a clear and concise voice: "Who are you?"

Following the clear voice, Sarah looked up and saw the man in the bathrobe sitting on the sofa.

His bathrobe was half open, revealing a strong chest and wheat-colored skin, which made Sarahs heart drip with saliva. This figure is really sexy.

She swallowed her saliva and was speechless for a long time.

When she looked up again, Sarah was stunned! This man...has a lot of beard.

The man in the bathrobe was half open, revealing a strong chest and wheat-colored skin, which made Sarahs heart drip with saliva. This figure is really sexy.

Sarah swallowed her saliva and was speechless for a long time.

"If you dont speak, Ill call security." Richards eyebrows moved slightly, and his tone was a bit displeased. He looked down at the girl in front of him, who was quite beautiful. Thick eyelashes flickered, and a hint of blush appeared on the white and tender little face.

"Sir, there are bad people chasing me. I just want to hide here." Sarah looked like she was holding onto Richards arm and pleaded.

Sir? Richard was slightly stunned. He is only twenty-eight years old this year.

He didnt hear the commotion outside, but he has always been too lazy to get involved in other peoples business.

"Are those people looking for you?"

He looked at Sarah with a somewhat deep gaze.

Sarah nodded her little face vigorously.

"In that case, I think you should be a trouble." Richard looked up and down at Sarah, his expression was determined, he paused, and then said, "And I have always been afraid of trouble, so please go out." He was about to open the door.

Sarah hurriedly blocked the door with her body, looked up at her little face, and smiled flatteringly: "Sir, dont!"

She took a deep breath and tried to calm down: "Ill just hide for a while, and I wont delay your important matters."

Richard stood still,

Sarah took the opportunity to strike while the iron was hot: "You just care for underage girls. It would be strange if such a girl like me didnt get swallowed alive by those wolves."

Richard looked at her underdeveloped chest, combined with her petite and delicate figure, and believed the term "underage girl."

"Okay, you can stay for five minutes." Richard closed his bathrobe and turned to walk into the room.

Sarah finally felt relieved, and after walking around the room, she asked in a good mood: "Sir, are you alone?"

"Sir, are you alone?" Sarah turned around the room and asked curiously.

"Hmm." He snorted lightly, which was considered an answer.

"Really?" Sarah looked at Richard skeptically. She didnt believe anyone would be alone in a hotel room in the middle of the night.

Richard leaned against the sofa, opened a financial magazine, and flipped through it casually.

He felt that his recent temper had improved a lot. Hearing such unnutritional words, he didnt throw the speaker out.

"What are you reading, sir?"

"What are you, sir..."

Richard glanced up at the clock hanging on the wall, and the coldness in his voice increased a bit: "Five minutes is up."

Sarah rubbed her hair, stayed in the chair, and stared at the fruit plate on the coffee table innocently, as if she hadnt heard anything.

Richard saw this and turned the magazine in his hand upside down on the coffee table. He looked at Sarah with an eagle-like gaze, and his originally resolute and resolute face showed a trace of impatience: "Time is up, you should go."

Sarah has been living in a honey pot since she was young, and she has never seen such a situation. Although she is a bit afraid of Richards cold face, she really has nowhere to go now, so she can only beg for mercy with a stiff head: "Sir, can I stay a little longer, just a little while longer."

Richard stared at her, neither speaking nor moving.

Sarah stretched out a finger and said cautiously: "Really, just a little while longer, and I will leave when there is no movement outside."

Perhaps to cooperate with her promise, there was a commotion coming from far and near outside the room: "Where did that girl go?" "Why cant you find it yet!" "You go over there and have a look."

Seeing the girls nervousness, Richards heart, which has always been tough, softened for no reason, and his face slightly eased: "Okay, you can stay a little longer."

Sarah breathed a sigh of relief and gave Richard a big smile.

He looked up and stared at Sarah, thought for a moment, and added: "You are too noisy, be quiet, or I will throw you out."

Sarahs little face collapsed instantly, she stuck out her tongue, and sat on the chair bored, breaking her fingers.

Sarah is a lively character who cant sit still. Its impossible for her to sit on a chair and not move for a day.

However, after only five or six minutes, Sarah forgot Richards warning and walked around the suite, unable to stay idle for a moment, and turned around in circles, making Richard dizzy.

Annoyed by her behavior, Richard leaned on the sofa, his face cold, and shouted harshly: "I think you really want to be thrown out."

As soon as the words fell, Sarah shrank her neck, her legs softened, and she was about to have an intimate contact with the ground.

When people are about to fall, they always instinctively want to grab the closest thing, and Sarah is no exception.

Richard ran over quickly, wanting to catch Sarah, but he didnt expect that this silly girl with a missing string in her head would pull the bath towel wrapped around his lower body.

"Plop" Sarah fell on the carpet, looking at Richards naked body and screaming, "Ah..."

I have to say that she perfectly broke through her highest note and successfully awakened Richard from his reverie.

Richard just regained his senses and saw the little girl covering her eyes, pointing to his indescribable place and shouting: "You put on your clothes quickly."

He made him pick up the bath towel that fell on the ground at the fastest speed in this life, and just as he was doing this, the door of the suite was opened from the outside by a man, and the man was a fashionable young woman, her pretty face full of disbelief: "You two..."