My Perfect Female Boss

Chapter 2 Compensation

“Compensation?” My anger flared up in an instant.

Wendy thought I was not happy with the number. Her face set. She then produced another bank card and said: “There is four million dollars in the card, so it’s five million dollars in total. Thanks again for helping me.”

I could no longer hold my anger back. I shouted: “Screw your money! I wasted three years of my life in prison because of you! Can your bloody money buy my time back?”

“Nonsense! When did you go to prison because of me?” Wendy said angrily, but she was also a little bit frightened.

“Of course you don’t remember. I injured that fat guy when trying to defend you, but you never showed up and defended me when he sued me! And that’s how I spent three years in prison!” I was furious.

Wendy’s face set, and she muttered: “That’s not possible. I asked my family to find you, and they told me that you took some money and left.”

Her words further fueled my anger. I roared: “Stop talking about your freaking money! I dare you! I double dare you! Say money one more goddamn time!”

I then ripped my shirt open and exposed my upper body, which got rather strong thanks to my prison life.

“What are you doing?” Wendy was frightened, and she moved backwards involuntarily.

I walked close to her, pointed at the noticeable scars on my chest and said gravely: “Do you see? You know how I got these scars? When I first got into prison, a guard pressed his lighted cigarettes against my chest!”

Wendy looked at the scars on my chest and a dozen other long scars on my upper body. Her face crumpled.

Then, she walked aside and made a call to her family to ask about my imprisonment. And soon, she quarreled fiercely with her family and she was obviously angry.

When she hanged up the phone, her head drooped. She then looked up and said sorrowfully: “I’m terribly sorry. My family lied to me. I didn’t know you were imprisoned because of me.”

Then she bowed low to me and said: “I know you have suffered a lot for the past three years, both physically and mentally, and I’m willing to make everything up to you.”

“How?” I said coldly.

Wendy didn’t say money this time. She said: “Tell me what do you want, and I’ll do it for you as long as it is within my capability.”

I didn’t say anything. I moved to her, and she moved backwards. When she was against the wall, I pressed both of my hands against the wall and locked her in front of me. Her pretty face was now only a few inches away from me.

“What do you want? You’s better calm yourself!” Wendy was breathing heavily, and her breath was so fresh and pleasant.

Wendy is indeed the most beautiful woman I have ever seen in my whole life. Her face is angelic, and her body is perfectly proportioned.

All of a sudden, I was seized by an impulse to take revenge on her. I wanted to use her body as a tool to vent all the negative emotions I had been subjected to for the past three years, and I want to derive pleasure and happiness from her despair and agony.

“So, you were saying you can do anything you are capable of?” I smiled slyly.

Wendy froze, and then nodded.

“Good, Turn around. Face the wall.”

“What do you want?” A deep blush spread from her head to her neck.