Though Robert thought he could hold himself back with ease, Elizabeth has a fatal attraction to him. Her pleading eyes stopped him when he almost lost control.
He left her body but still breathed heavily.
Elizabeth hastily tidied up her messy clothes and shrank back.
Robert held the remaining half of the glass and poured it down. The burning sensation of the wine suppressed the impulse in his body.
He calmed down for half a minute before and looked at her soberly.
Elizabeth, who was still in shock, blushed and instinctively covered her chest with hands. She whispered, "Can you let me go?"
Robert regained his usual calmness and rubbed her hair. "Remember this lesson tonight. Good and evil people mixed up there. Don’t go anymore!."
In fact, Elizabeth was still unconvinced in her heart.
No one like to be inexplicably restrained in his teens, not to mention that she knew that there was some indescribable complicated relationships between this young man and her mother.
This feeling of being restrained and teased made her feel ashamed.
She pursed her lips and refused to say anything. Robert seemed to be able to read through her.
She was not convinced in fact.
He narrowed his eyes and pressed his long fingers against her chest, making her tremble slightly.
He said seriously, "Don't put yourself in danger when you don't have the ability to protect yourself. If you resist me and cry in front of me, I can let you go. You don’t know. Over there, those addicts and drunks won’t let you off easily just because of your fake tears."
"Rapists will never be kind to women. Elizabeth, do you remember?"
He said with a cruel look.
Maybe the girl really listened to his advice or maybe she was afraid that he would abuse her further...
She nodded obediently and silently.
Robert looked down at her. Perhaps it was because he didn’t understand girls in teens, sometimes, he didn’t know how to treat her in a proper way.
She had an attractive face and a pair of charming eyes. However, her puppy-eyed made he feel pity for her.
Everyone thought that she was a docile cat, but they didn't know that there was a layer of fine and sharp thorns hidden under its fluff.
When she recklessly offended him, he had the impulse to pull out its thorns, but finally he was softhearted.
They silenced for a long time.
He pinched her face and said in a low voice, "I hope you really learn the lesson."
Elizabeth bit her lower lip and did not dare to look at him. She asked timidly, "Can I leave now..."
He got up and went to unlock the lock. "I'll send you back."
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