“GOOD MORNING!” HE greeted me with a hottie smiled on his face.
I glanced at some of the staff he was talking to, who were scrambling to leave in front of me before looking back at him.
I simply nod, subtly cross my arms across my chest and try my best to act normal.
“What can I do for you, Mr. Saavedra?” I ask.
His dark eyes lock with mine. He looks even better when I’m this close. I sighed and quickly averted my eyes.
“Your dad called me early this morning and asked me to help you out for the party,” he said in a serious tone.
I scoffed and let my eyes wandered around and end to his deep-set eyes.
“As you can see, everything is in order. Your staff is really hard-working, so you don’t have to watch them anymore,” I stated.
“Margaux—”
I hold up my hands to cut him off. “Mr. Saavedra, I’ll just call you if there is a problem. Maybe you understand what I want to happen?”
He did not answer; only the sloe-eyed disapproval gleamed will be visible.
“Do you understand?” I bluntly said.
He didn’t bother to answer. Instead, he gripped my hand tightly in front of everyone and dragged me outside the door.
“What the hell are you doing?!” I struggle.
None of the staff wanted to drown in the scene. I finally thought that Lawrence’s staff was all inside.
“Let me go!” I grumbled.
But he did not obey my command. We were completely out of the room. From there, he quickly let me in just across the door.
Everything happened so fast. Before my anger spilled from my mouth, Lawrence has pressed me against the door.
I did not prepare myself for what he did next. I was punished and controlled by his cold lips. His fingers tangle in my bold hair. I could feel the trembling of my knees because of his explicit kiss. Without the door behind me, I probably wouldn’t be able to stand it any longer.
My hand held the hem of his shirt to steal some strength. He continued kissing me hungrily. Feeling we have ‘run out of gas’ emotionally.
I tremble with the caress of his hands’ slide, slowly and possessively down my waist and over my hips. The delved of his tongue growing softer and drawing deeply.
Slowly he tears his mouth, forehead rest against mine. I closed my eyes; both our breaths are shaking. I try to calm the lost heart the most.
“Let go of me,” I said in a low voice.
“I call off the engagement. I’m choosing you, Margaux,” he said in a hushed voice.
I bit my bottom lip, I escaped with all my strength, but he exerted more pressure on my body, shoving me up against the door.
We exchanged look for a moment before I could feel the edge of my tears.
“You don’t know the feeling of being cheated and hurt. That feeling of stupidity,” I said with full of rage.
I burst into tears. One by one, the pain of yesterday returned to me.
“The person I was supposed to be with for the rest of my life cheated on me. That fucking bastard screwed me! You don’t know how painful that is for me, Rence!”
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