Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
He forcibly hugged her closer, slightly lowered his head, and lightly pecked her lips.
She faltered involuntarily, but he refused to let her go, drawing her even closer, instead.
His eerily charming face was so near hers. The tip of their noses touched as he brushed his thin lips lightly against hers. It was a seductive touch that was warm and arousing.
He seemed to have taken some wine earlier. His sexy lips held a faint aromatic scent and his intoxicated eyes, which were bewitching, held unspoken meaning.
This man was born with a kingly aura. His every look and every move commanded others’ submission.
She clenched her hands into fists as her entire body shook with fear.
On guard against him, her nerves wound into a tight ball. The man’s mouth curled into a bemused and haughty smile upon seeing her reaction.
His charming smile only put her on defense even more.
“It’s… you!”
In the next moment, she turned quiet and showed a frightened expression. She saw something hot and dangerous flickering in his eyes, which he did not bother to conceal.
She was deeply alarmed; not even their warm breaths could soothe her uneasiness.
“You… What do you want?” she warily asked, but he kept quiet.
The dead silence was suffocating in the spacious room.
She lowered her eyes and looked away. Her body was stiff with fear like a scared and helpless prey.
He reached out and fondled her lips with his slender fingers. Without warning, he grabbed her chin and forced her to look into his eyes. In his deep-set eyes, she could see his desire for plunder.
She was beginning to grow desperate inside.
In the next second, his lips pressed and locked on hers again.
She hastily reacted and subconsciously bit his lower lip hard.
Slash!
He frowned and licked his painfully bitten lip. She took this chance to push him away and dash for the door. It remained tightly shut.
Hurried footsteps could be heard from behind her.
He was like a predator chasing after the prey. His tall and imposing presence pressed closer and pulled her back by the sleeve as he pressed her against the door.
He dwarfed her back with his towering body, which exuded the dangerous scent of a beast.
He was prim and proper on other days, but, tonight, under the illumination of the nightlights, his beastly allure was on full mode and evident.
He casually leaned on her frail and thin body, sandwiching her between the door and his broad chest.
“Ahh!” she cried out in pain as her head forcefully knocked against the door.
Following this, her gown was lifted by the man’s big palm.
Panicking, she broke down and screamed, “No!”
He caught her resisting hands above her head and, with his warm lips touching her sensitive ear, bit her soft earlobe hard.
“Where are you running to, eh?”
She could no longer hide her fear. With a crumbling voice, she asked, “What do you want from me?!”
“What do you think?”
He grabbed and nudged her flawless chin to his face. At this moment, there was rage burning in his eyes.
“Do you like to flirt around?”
“I don’t!”
