Her beautiful profile tilted up slightly, exposing her snow-white, swan-like neck. The tip of her tongue peeked out from the corner of her mouth, slowly licking across the curved surface of the cherry.
The red skin left a damp trail on her tongue, catching the light.
Her lips parted slightly, taking the entire cherry in, and then—she bit off the stem.
The movement was crisp and clean, carrying an understated provocativeness.
Zander's Adam's apple bobbed. He looked away, just about to turn around and head back to the booth.
Renata hurried over to him. "Zander..."
She called out softly, looking as if she were about to weep.
He froze in place. She stepped up beside him and gently took his hand.
"I'm sorry. I never thought I would cause so much trouble for you. I really just wanted to help you. Zander, please believe me, okay?"
Her pitiful tears fell onto the back of his hand.
Zander's skin pulled taut. Suppressing the wavering in his heart, he shook off her hand. "I hate being lied to more than anything, even if it's for my own good!"
He took a step, but Renata suddenly hugged him from behind.
"I don't expect you to forgive me, but you have to take good care of yourself. Don't put too much pressure on yourself.
Without me by your side, there won't be anyone to help you relieve that stress anymore. Zander, you have to learn how to make yourself happy."
After delivering her considerate words, Renata covered her face and walked away crying.
Zander stood rigidly in place.
"Don't touch me! Get away!"
Renata's sharp rebuke suddenly reached his ears. He turned around to see a sleazy-looking man trying to cop a feel on her.
The man's large hands gripped her waist, trying to pull her into his arms.
Renata shoved him away hard and stumbled toward the exit.
The man, refusing to give up, followed her...
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