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My Killing President novel Chapter 60

“Maybe, I can help you now…” He breathed softly and it tickled her ear.

Annabelle’s heart pounded rapidly, and nervousness sucked the very breath from her mouth.

WHAT IS HE TRYING TO DO?!

In the shadows their faces were so close to each other and there was a sweet, ropy fragrance of the wine they have been drinking. As his entire body slowly inched closer, Annabelle crept backwards in panic. Nervousness washed over her, raising the fine hairs on the back of her neck and she stare into Mu’s eyes unblinkingly.

Neither of them spoke.

Initially Mu intended to just tease her. Now heat rose from his stomach to his chest. Annabelle was making such a vulnerable and inviting face. His gaze slid down slowly to her lips, and he moved in closer…

Annabelle forgot to breathe, her heart was suspended right at her throat.

IS HE CRAZY!?

In the spur of the moment, Annabelle’s trembling fingers found their way to the door handle. She unlocked it and sprung out the car.

“Mr. Mu, thanks…thanks for sending me home! I’ll get in now!”

Mu was a little unsettled losing his chance and he tried his best to appear unfeeling.

He was tickled looking at Annabelle nervous like a bride.

“Aren’t you inviting me in for a cup of tea?”

“That’s too bad Mr. Mu. I’ve never drank tea. There’s no tea in my house too, so I guess we’ll take a pass. Thank you, drive safe, bye bye!”

“I don’t mind coffee too!”

“I just moved in, everything’s a mess inside. Not only coffee, I don’t even know if there’s water supply! Therefore I don’t think it’s possible to host you Mr. Mu!” Annabelle gave no room for bargain.

Her comical attempt made Mu chuckled, “Okay it’s getting late. I’ll go now!”

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