She immediately flicked a switch and the light flooded the room.
He was blinded by the sudden light. Filled with sudden annoyance, he slammed the door shut.
Avery looked at him with fear.
His eyes were red from the alcohol. After slamming the door, his long, slender fingers impatiently unbuttoned his shirt.
Avery immediately realized what he intended to do. She was so frightened, that she did not dare breathe.
"Elliot! You've entered the wrong room!" She tried to snap him to his senses. "This is my room!"
He stared at her as he walked to the bed. While he walked, he removed his shirt and tossed it to the floor.
"I'm not drunk." He crawled up the bed and grabbed her injured leg. "Don't move this leg."
Avery could not speak. What he said sounded true. He did not appear drunk. He knew she was hurt; why did he want to torture her?!
His warm lips landed on her neck.
Avery smelled the thick, cloying scent of foreign perfume on him. She instantly furrowed her brows.
A few days ago, the nanny said that there was a group of young and pretty ladies at the villa. Those people had stayed there for three days. They had not left the villa during that time.
The foreign perfume Avery smelled on him should be from one of the women in the group.
Even with his shirt off, the scent of perfume was still strong.
Avery pushed his head away in disgust. She said coldly, "Don’t touch me!"
She had interrupted him, and he glared at her.
"You have the scent of another woman on you!" Avery could not control her anger. " You're a filthy man! Don't touch me!"
She shoved him away using both her hands.
After three days of rest, she had recovered some of her strength, and she had almost succeeded in pushing Elliot off the bed.
Her words and actions aroused a beastly desire in him.
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