The CEO's Wicked Game

New York City, Manhattan.

Since Summer Ray entered the luxurious presidential suite of the Waldorf Astoria, she had a faint feeling that something was wrong.

In the room, the warm yellow light was extravagantly flowing, and a shallow halo of light was sprinkled on the man standing in front of the floor-to-ceiling window.

He was drinking, holding a highball glass with five fingers, leaning on the glass with a slender body, and sipping lightly, exuding a strong elegance. A handsome face that seems to be carved out by a ghostly workman, looking from the side, the outline is clear, without any flaws.

At this moment, his gaze was focused on the window, seemingly in contemplation. His dark jade-like eyes slightly flowed, instantly rippling out a mysterious and deep light, like a whirlpool, cold but attractive.

In a trance, Summer Ray seemed to see a cold breath that was difficult to approach around this man. Especially his eyes, if you are stared at, you will immediately become his prey, and even submit to him.

This is a very excellent and very terrible man!

What is this all about?

Just now, she had carefully checked the room number three times, and it was indeed the hotel room address given by her fiancé, Alex Lin, before landing!

But why is there a strange man here?

Summer Ray frowned and took two steps back with some timidity, asking the man in not very fluent English: "Excuse me... Is Alex here?"

Hearing the inquiry, the mans hand seemed to pause for a moment, then he took another sip of red wine and slowly turned around, walking to her like he had locked onto some prey and stood in front of her.

So tall!

Its not a proportion of the same altitude. Summer Ray needs to raise her head high to see his face.

Moreover, this man exudes a strong sense of oppression all over his body. His deep sea-like eyes look down at her very lazily, as if to measure, as if to examine.

After a long time, he raised his thick eyebrows slightly, and a sexy thin lip hooked a slightly evil arc, saying: "Are you the woman he gave to me?"

The voice is magnetic and pleasant to listen to, but the tone is a bit cynical.

"What?"

Summer Ray looked at him in surprise and didnt understand the meaning of his words.

The man seemed to sneer, with a playful look in his eyes: "Didnt your fiancé tell you that he has sold you to me?"

"What?"

Summer Ray didnt react for a long time, and when she came back to her senses, she couldnt help but get angry: "Sir, although I dont know who you are, I hope you respect yourself and dont make such a boring joke!"

"Joke?"

For Summer Rays words, the man raised his eyebrows, seemingly a bit displeased.

"Do you think you are worth me making a joke?"

He squinted his eyes, smiled a bit wildly, but gave a very dangerous feeling.

Summer Ray was slightly frightened in her heart, but she couldnt get angry, so she took out her mobile phone from her pocket and called Alex.

She wanted to ask Alex in person, what is this all about?

She came to the foreign country to find him, but she didnt expect to see the shadow before she met him, and then she met this strange and charming man, who said a lot of inexplicable words.

Just after Summer Ray anxiously waited for two seconds, the mobile phone gave a power-off reminder.

Her heart suddenly became uneasy, and she made several more calls, but the results were the same, unable to connect.

"How can this be..."

Summer Ray angrily stared at the mobile phone, and at the same time, she looked at the man in front of her with some panic.

Could it be true as he said, Alex sold herself to him?

Summer Ray shook her head desperately, and her steps kept retreating: "No! There must be some misunderstanding. Alex wont treat me like this, I want to ask him in person."

Summer Ray still firmly believed in her heart that Alex would not treat her like this.

But she didnt realize that her tone was already uncertain.

"Oh? So the three-year relationship is worth ☞ fifty million?"

The man smiled a bit wantonly: "But, its not too late to ask him after tonight."

As he spoke, his strong arm had already wrapped around her waist, like an iron rope, holding her completely unable to move.