Billionaire's Sweetheart

Mary Ann covered her ears and hid in her car.
Actually, when the last time the rumors spread, someone had scolded her very harshly, saying that she was a girl brought up in a
single family, a person without the ability to love or be loved.
This was her greatest pain.
She had always stressed that she was a person with a father, but over the years, her father had never appeared. In the eyes of
others, she was just an unknown bastard who had lost the ability to accept love.
Is that right? No.
She also knew how to love a person.
She would also accept the love that others give her. However, that person had always been the one she didn't dare to publicly
talk to.
With nowhere to go, Mary finally decided to go.
She drove to Leo William's private apartment.
Lying on his wide bed, Mary was drowsy.
She wasn't such a weak person, but ... When she was mercilessly attacked, she felt that her heart was so weak that even a few
casual words would make her crumble.
She didn't know if she was asleep or not, but in a trance, she heard her cell phone ringing.
"Mary, where are you now?", It was Leo William.
Mary was jolted awake. "Why are you calling me at this moment?" she asked, surprised.

"I saw that video on the Internet. Simon confessed to you. You rejected him." Leo's voice revealed a hint of worry and concern.
"These people are really nosy for being posting online so quickly." Mary was really hurt inside. So, this was the price that a
celebrity had to pay. Any small matter would be amplified by others, then magnified again. In the end, it would all become her
own fault, her own shortcomings.
"Where are you? I came looking for you!" He couldn't be sure. He left her alone, and the man decided to come and see her at
once.
"I'm at your house. Will you really come?" Mary also wanted to see him again.
"I’ll be right there. Wait for me."
Upon thinking that he would come over, Mary was no longer sleepy. She quickly got up from the bed and had a bold idea.
Maybe she really lacked love, so she wanted more.
Mary ran to the bathroom to take a bath, then found a white shirt from the man's closet and put it on.
Her long, jet-black hair hung down to her shoulders. She had a charming face, small and exquisite.
She was wearing only a white shirt, revealing her slender snow white legs.
The aura of youth could not be concealed and it gave people a feeling of beauty.
Looking at herself in the mirror, Mary's face turned even redder.
She thought she must be sick, or crazy.
She actually took the initiative to get that man's love.
More than ten minutes later, she heard the sound of the door opening as a tall figure entered.

The man wore a black suit with a white shirt and a tight tie.
The charm of a mature man was obvious.
The most breathtaking thing was his face.
His facial features were deep and delicate.
When Leo entered, he saw Mary standing at the door to the bedroom.
She was wearing only a white shirt with the collar open and long black hair that fell to her waist, accentuating her snow-white,
exquisite facial features.
Wild fire suddenly erupted from his chest, causing Leo's entire body covered in sweat.
He thought he would see a weeping woman.
He did not expect it to be such a beautiful painting.
Subconsciously, he tugged at his tie.
Men were the most attractive and lethal when they did this.
Mary could not help but swallow her saliva, her beautiful eyes winking even more.
"Are you all right?" The man said, his magnetic voice full of care.
"If I say I am sad, are you trying to comfort me?" The girl smiled at him with a hint of sweetness in her voice.
"You need me to comfort you so that you can feel better." The man's voice had a hint of a chuckle and his doting eyes were fixed
on the girl.

Mary looked at him embarrassedly, then, she lowered her head and said softly. "I'm glad you came to see me."
"Is that so? Why are you wearing my clothes? Did something happen to you?" Leo thought that something must have happened
to her that prevented her from wearing her shirt.
Mary was stunned.
Not knowing how to explain her audacity, she bit her lower lip.
The man approached her step by step. His deep eyes were even dimmer, devoid of any light.
What did he know? Leo frowned
Very quickly, the man stood in front of her, looking down at her bashful face.
"You showed me that on purpose, didn't you?" he asked, with a smile on his face.
"Am I ugly in this way?" The man had not been charmed by her, so Mary felt that she would not be able to wear that kind of
charm.
"No, it's beautiful." The man's voice had unconsciously become a lot softer.
"Really? Then..." She suddenly felt that the atmosphere in the surroundings had become fiery.
"Who taught you to do this?" The man's fingers rested lightly on her white cheek.
"Isn't usual when women want to attract the attention of the men they love? Am I doing it wrong?" Mary asked in shock.
Leo didn't know whether to laugh or cry, but he was more attracted by the girl's youthful and beautiful temperament.
"Did you know that? Would you be in danger if you stood in front of me?" The man's voice had become hard.

Mary Ann was startled, she raised her eyes to look at him, then smiled: "Is that so? What danger could I be in? Why don't you tell
me?"
"Mary!" Seeing her boldly coming towards him, felt his heart racing, but in the next second, he still reached out his hands and
buttoned her up.
"Leo, what are you doing?" Mary looked at him in a daze.
"I told you, now is not the time!" Even though he had the urge to push this girl to the bed and do what he wanted to do.
However, as a man, as a mature man, he knew how to restrain himself.
Although this girl was so beautiful that he wanted to conquer her, he couldn't.
Because he loved her!
When a man loves a woman deeply, he wants to protect her.
Mary's beautiful eyes instantly filled with embarrassment and anger, she pushed Leo's hand away, "'II do it myself!"
She forced back her tears and quickly buttoned up her shirt
When she raised her beautiful eyes once again, she was infuriated.
"I've done so much but you said it's not the right time. Then, when will you truly love me?" Maybe she was immature but she
really wanted to be loved.