Michelle felt his hot breath on her face. It reeked of alcohol. She wanted to escape, but Tim was blocking her way and she was backed against a wall.
Her body stiffened, but she stood her ground. In a low voice, she said, "You're different from Leon. I don't want your money or your life!"
"How am I any different from him? Leon likes you, and I like you, too. I can give you whatever he can. How are we any different?" Tim's hand shot out and he held her firmly by the chin.
Michelle winced slightly. Leon had told her that Tim liked her, but it didn't really sink in until now.
Tim telling her upfront was different from when Leon told her. "You like me?"
Staring into her eyes for a while, Tim finally admitted, "Yes. I have liked you for a long time."
"But why?" Michelle shrank backward, the cold wall pressing into her back. Then, it dawned on her. "Is it because I saved you?"
Tim kept silent for a moment. Of course, that was part of the reason. But mostly, it was because she made him feel warm, something no one else could make him feel.
He had been living in a complicated world full of coldness and wickedness. Naturally, he was drawn to her purity and innocence.
He had a lot to drink that night. He tightened his grip on Michelle's chin and forced her to look up while he leaned forward.
He wanted to kiss her and more.
His imagination ran wild.
Michelle was no longer an inexperienced girl who knew nothing about sex.
Tim was clearly advancing in a predatory manner.
Only Leon could touch her—no one else!
Shock and anger overwhelmed her. Before she knew what she was doing, she planted her foot firmly on top of his and, with all the strength she could muster, kneed him in the crotch. He doubled down in pain, giving her an opportunity to get past him.
She did it all in one swift movement.
This wasn't the first time she'd done this. While she was abroad, she had encountered a guy who tried to assault her, but she had kicked him in the groin, too. However, this just made him angry, and if it weren't for Peter coming to her rescue, Michelle shuddered to think of what might've happened.
After all, she was a petite girl; any strong man could easily overpower her.
Tim groaned in pain.
This was her chance. She tried to scramble to the door.
Tim took half a step back and clenched his fists, enduring the pain. Blue veins popped out on his forehead and his eyes burned with rage.
Seeing that Michelle was about to open the door and escape, he narrowed his eyes with anger. 'Does she dislike me that much?'
Michelle managed to open the door a crack before a huge hand shot out and slammed it shut.
She jumped back in fear.
"What are you going to do?"
She trembled at the sight of Tim's looming face. Scared out of her wits, her lips parted in an attempt to scream for help.
However, before she could so much as squeak, another hand reached out and clamped onto her mouth.
Michelle tried to scream but found that she couldn't even breathe. Her eyes became watery and tears started streaming down her cheeks.
"Hmm!" Her muffled voice sounded from underneath Tim's palm.
"Shh, don't even think about shouting for help. I'm not going to hurt you." Looking at her tearful eyes, Tim's heart sank.
He didn't understand why Michelle was so afraid of him. The first time they met, she was so scared that she accidentally dropped her camera. Even the second and third time they met, she still looked scared.
But why? Hurting her was the last thing he wanted to do.
She gave herself up wholeheartedly to Leon. Why wasn't she willing to give him even a little?
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