As Brian rested a hand on her body, Molly let out a mumble and struggled in fear. Suddenly, she pushed him away with all her strength.
She was panting hard and her face was a bright shade of red. She gazed in fury and humiliation at Brian, but his sharp eyes made her even more scared, and she tried to explain," I... I'm sorry. I didn't mean to push you away. I just... I am not used to this!"
"You're not used to this?" He repeated in a calm, but dark and powerful voice. Molly's efforts to cover her fear made him go mad in anger and roar," Fine! I'll make you get used to this!"
Suddenly, without warning, he held her nightgown and, before she could react, she heard the frightening sound of her nightgown being torn up.
"Arrghh!" She screamed and hastily tried to cover herself. She was wheezing due to shortness of breath and tears were starting to flood her eyes.
Everything she did to refuse his advances made Brian even angrier. Earlier, so many women had tried every means to slip into his bed.
However, this woman... Molly Xia... she had dared to refuse his orders and even uttered someone else's name in his own house! Even if she was only his toy, he still couldn't allow such a behavior.
His eyes narrowed, the cold aura emanating from his body spread in the room. He grinned coldly and glanced coldly at Molly, as if piercing her bone.
Looking like a demon from hell, the sharp look in his eyes frightened Molly, and she couldn't move an inch. She just gripped her clothes and her hands started to tremble under his intense gaze.
Keeping his cold and sharp eyes on Molly, with closed lips, Brian smiled a faint, cold, evil, and elusive smile.
She closed her mouth tightly. The frightening atmosphere made her feel suffocated. Suddenly, she let go of her nightgown. The next second, what she did shocked Brian too.
She let go of her torn clothes, exposing her naked body and breasts. She got on her knees and trembling, kissed his evilly grinning lips.
It was a cautious, unskillful kiss, with shivering lips and a humiliated look in her eyes, which were covered by tears. She was trying to flutter her eyelashes in an effort to prevent the tears from falling.
She had realized she couldn't afford to irritate this man. The bloody look he held in his eyes reminded her of what he had warned her in the hospital with David Zhao as an example.
Closing her teary eyes, she put her hands on Brian's waist and lightly grabbed the corners of his nightgown. She was unskilled, though, and just kept kissing his lips out of instinct.
Brian himself didn't move a bit. Instead, he let her randomly stroke, nibble, and lick his lips in an inexperienced way. The lust, earlier hidden deep inside of him, began to go up, and his eyes narrowed.
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