Chapter 165
Thalia suddenly gave a sly smile “Alright, as long as you can stay away from Miya and Keith, I’ll do as you say.”
She tilted her head, her bright eyes glinting with a hint of provocation and mockery.
‘Darion, can you really pull that off?” she challenged.
There’s nothing between me and Miya,” Darion said, his tone somber. “So it’s not a fair trade.”
Thalia’s smile faded, her sarcasm sharpening. “Then I won’t listen to you. Let me go.”
Darion’s tall frame loomed over her, the weight of his presence undeniable. Just moments ago, they’d been caught up in a heated kiss, but now she was cold and distant, as if nothing had ever happened between them.
No matter how fiery his kisses were, they couldn’t shake her composure or make her lose herself, not even for a second.
She could break free and regain her clarity in the blink of an eye.
Darion gritted his teeth, suddenly yanked open the passenger door, and shoved her inside.
Thalia froze. “What are you doing?”
Darion leaned in, holding her chin firmly, his dark eyes intense and unwavering. “Thalia, quit your job.”
Thalia’s mind was blown, like a bomb had just gone off inside her head.
Her eyes widened in shock. “What did you just say?! You want to force me to quit? Darion, you’re such a fucking asshole!”
she swung at him.
This time, Darion didn’t dodge.
Seeing the fury in her eyes, Darion’s voice turned icy. “If you won’t do as I say, then you can forget about your job.”
No way!” Thalia snapped, her jaw clenched as she glared at him.
Darion, if you dare make the company fire me, I swear I’ll make your life a living hell!”
Darion’s brows furrowed, but he didn’t say a word. He just reached over and clicked her seatbelt into place.
Then he got behind the wheel.
The car pulled out and drove straight back to Rosewood Manor.
Get out.”
Thalia glared at him, her voice icy. “Did you even hear what I said?!”
Darion stood by the car, watching her like she was a porcupine, every quill aimed right at him.
He said, “Come inside and spend the night with me, and I promise I won’t interfere with your job.”
Asshole!” Thalia spat, her voice dripping with venom.
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She kept cursing under her breath, her glare at him turning even colder
Darion just stood there, unmoved. He’d given her the choice. Now it was up to her.
If she really pissed him off, he’d do anything.
Thalia finally unbuckled her seatbelt, her face icy and set as she strode toward Rosewood Manor
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As soon as she stepped into the living room, the icy tension seemed to fade away. The lights came on one after another, and everything felt so familiar it almost hurt.
Thalia paused, then suddenly felt a warm body press close against her back.
Darion’s arms locked around her, his hot breath trailing down her neck.
He kissed her ear, then moved to her neck, his lips lingering, deliberately stirring her up.
Thalia’s brows furrowed, her whole body tense and rigid.
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