Chapter 107 Dangerous Temptation
Her fingers were truly beautiful.
Slender and delicate at the knuckles, her nails neatly trimmed and clean.
She spread her palm under the light, turning it semi-transparent-stunningly beautiful.
The cold, dark glint in Andrew’s
eyes shifted.
Maggie’s hands are so pretty, like works of art. I want to chop them off and keep them…
Andrew’s gaze clung to her hand, a strange tingling stirring in his chest.
His voice held a dangerous edge. “Maggie, don’t play with fire.”
How dare she tease me like this?
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“Andrew, I just love playing with fire. Fire’s so fun-and it’ll warm you up nicely,” she purred, her smile equal parts beautiful and provocative.
Andrew fell silent.
Doesshe have any idea she’s skating on thin ice?
Andrew’s face clouded over completely, that savage glint flaring in his eyes all over again.
The sweltering heat inside the car turned icy in an instant.
His voice was hoarse and low. “Maggie, be careful-playing with fire burns.”
His patience was limited. If she kept provoking him, how could he let her get away with acting so bold, so above him?
Right now, Andrew looked utterly dangerous.
Yet Margaret acted as if she didn’t notice. She even grinned triumphantly, arrogant and bold. “Andrew, I’ve never felt what it’s like to burn in fire. Show me?”
Andrew said nothing. His temples throbbed, ready to explode from her antics.
She really didn’t fear death!
Andrew’s menacing aura was so thick that the other two people in the car dared not utter a word. They even held their breaths, trying their best to fade into the background.
Suddenly, something hit his knee. He glanced down-it was a silver revolver.
Then came Margaret’s defiant voice, oozing provocation. “If you’re mad, kill me.
“You know how powerful this gun is. Shoot me in the head, and my brains will splatter everywhere. You’d like that, right? I think the image’s pretty satisfying, anyway.”
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Before he could speak, she added casually, “Besides, you hate me. Living’s meaningless for me anyway…”
Andrew’s jaw tightened. “Maggie, when did I ever hate you?”
Margaret’s tone turned pitiful, as if wronged. “But you yelled at me just now.”
Andrew rubbed his forehead, frustration creasing his handsome, sharp features. “I didn’t yell at you.”
“You did!” She accused firmly, letting her irrational side run completely wild.
His voice softened. “Don’t cry. I didn’t yell at you.”
He knew she was faking it, but for some reason, he couldn’t stand seeing her look even a little wronged.
Margaret was a master of changing faces.
In the blink of an eye, she went from a wronged little thing to a seductive temptress. Her voice was coquettish and charming. “Andrew, do you still want to touch my hand?”
“Yes.” Her alluring voice made his heart tingle.
“Here, then. You can touch it once,” she said magnanimously.
The anger she’d felt toward him had faded as she teased him.
“Smart girl,” he snorted, still refusing to back down.
He took her delicate hand in his, kneading it gently, as if it were a precious treasure.
“Hmm…” Suddenly, her expression changed. She frowned.
“Andrew, why are you putting my finger in your mouth?”
He raised an eyebrow, arrogant and domineering. “I’m biting it. What are you gonna do about it?”
Margaret sighed softly. “Fine. Bite then.”
As long as he is happy.
Seeing that she didn’t hate or stop him, Andrew grew bolder.
Her fingers were soft-he enjoyed the feeling of his teeth grazing them and found it utterly addictive.
“Is that nice?” she couldn’t help but ask.
“Soft. Sweet,” he replied, his face calm, no hint of embarrassment. He clearly saw her delicate fingers as a toy.
Watching him, Margaret found it hilarious. She couldn’t resist teasing him again.
A charming, seductive smile curved her lips. “Andrew, wanna play something else…”
Her voice was light, sexy and enchanting-like a fluffy cat’s paw, scratching at his heart, making it tingle.
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Andrew froze, looking at her with a dangerous glint in his eyes. “Maggie, don’t push your luck.”
Does she have any idea how dangerous her actions are?
Margaret ignored his warning. She lifted her other hand, her fingers brushing her plump, red lips. Her voice was sexy and alluring. “Andrew, wanna bite here?”
Andrew fell silent.
Her red lips parted and closed, looking soft and moist-like ripe cherries, exuding a tempting sweetness, luring him to taste them.
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