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Please Love Me, Mr. George novel Chapter 202

Steven was smoking in the hallway, which I had pretended not to notice.

 

But he looked at me with his disgusting eyes, and I couldn’t help frowning and stopped.

 

I stifled my agitation, and curled my lips. “Mr. Pearson!”

 

He seemed to enjoy being seduced. Then he took a strong puff, stubbed out his cigarette and came towards me.

 

“Clara, has anyone ever told you that you're really beautiful? It’s a deadly kind of beauty.” As he said this, he almost touched me.

 

I shook my head. “You just said that!”

 

“Let’s have a drink somewhere else. It’s still early.”

 

I raised my eyebrows, “Somewhere else?”

 

He nodded. “Why, do you like being in places like this?”

 

“No!” I paused. “It’s just, aren’t we supposed to be here waiting for Jackie?”

 

Referring to Jackie, he seemed annoyed. “Why should we wait for her? We two can play together, and she’s superfluous. Come on!”

 

As he spoke, he raised his hand and pulled at me. I turned away, smiling and saying, “She’s your wife. Wouldn't it be bad to leave her like that?”

 

“It’s all right, she’ll go back by herself!” With these words, he forcibly dragged me out.

 

I dragged him and said, “Mr. Pearson, that’s not appropriate. I should at least talk to Jackie.”

 

“There’s no need!” He looked anxious, and I thought he was going to take me to the bar, but now he looked as if he was going to take me somewhere else.

 

I panicked for a moment. “Mr. Pearson, what’s the difference between this and a robbery? It’s not going to be fun.”

 

“Cut the crap. Just come with me. It’s all fun. I’ll show you something exciting.” He was much stronger than I was, and I stumbled along with him.

 

I realized it would be more dangerous for me to leave here with him now.

 

So I tugged at the wall and said aloud, “Mr. Pearson, if you’re going to leave here, I refuse to go with you.

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His lips closed and his eyes darkened. “Why do you want to stay here? Are you trying to set me up? Clara, do you think I didn’t know you and Jackie are trying to set me up? If I’m gonna fuck you, do you think I’m afraid of Dennis George, that hypocrite? I just don't want anyone interrupting me and ruining my fucking fun while I'm having a good time.”

 

I froze. I didn't know what to do. Then I began to cry for help, but before I could speak, the back of my neck hurt and I fell into a daze.

 

When I woke up again, Steven was standing over me with a dirty face. I glanced around. It was the hotel bathtub.

 

He just woke me up with water, and I was soaking wet. I didn’t wear much, and now I was in the water, so my figure was showing.

 

I looked calmly at Steven, who stood naked by the tub. “Mr. Pearson, what are we doing herer?”

 

Steven smiled as he leaned toward me. “We’re doing the right thing, of course.”

 

I pressed my lips together. “You’re forcing me. Like I said, I don’t want to change places.”

 

“So what? This is more interesting, but when the time comes, I am afraid I’ll hurt you and I will feel sorry!”

 

He leaned over, his arms resting on the edge of the tub, and pressed down on me.

 

Instinctively, I put my foot up and kicked Steven, who was quick on his feet and moved out of the way almost immediately.

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