She's out of Your League Now (Millie and Winston) novel Chapter 126

Chapter 126 

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Consumed with rage, Winston couldn’t help but lash out at the sight of the man. “Piss off!” 

His tone was fierce enough to make Millle’s shoulders quiver. She even felt somewhat sorry for that 

man. 

The man opened his mouth to speak. However, after being abruptly silenced by Winston’s outburst, he swiftly turned and left. 

Millie shoved Winston away and flashed him a carefree smile before saying, “You know I dare to do it.” 

With that, she pressed the elevator button to go down to the first floor. 

Winston watched as her shoulder lightly brushed against his. When her hair fell on his shoulder, it revealed her collarbones. Her sensual figure was partially visible, causing his throat to feel parched 

and scorched. 

Winston then grabbed Millie’s wrist. She looked up defiantly at him. “Is there something else you need, Mr. Greer?” 

Winston’s breathing was labored. Her repeated use of “Mr. Greer” echoed in his ears. When did this title become so infuriating? 

He took a step forward, pushing her back into the corner of the elevator. With a furrowed brow and an intense stare, Millie found his face unfamiliar. 

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“Millie, I hate it when you address me like that!” Winston growled. 

“Is that so? Well, Mr. Greer, I’m afraid you’ll have to get used to it. From now on, that’s the only way I’ll call you. Good luck, Mr. Greer!” 

Millie’s eyes gleamed with amusement, her lips moving seductively. The constant use of “Mr. Greer” was getting on Winston’s nerves, 

The more he forbade her to call him that, the more determined she was to taunt him. Millie refused to stop using that title. But what could Winston do to stop her? 

His expression darkened visibly. Right then, the elevator doors opened. 

Just as Millie was about to step out, Winston wrapped his arm around her waist, and a hint of mockery flashed across his face. 

In the next second, he pressed the close door button, pulled Millie close, and kissed her lips forcefully. 

Millie’s pupils contracted as she struggled to break free from his grip. Yet, he firmly held her hands in place. 

Winston’s palms were burning. It was as if they might scald her. 

Millie was pinned against the elevator wall, Her hands were pressed against his chest, and she 

couldn’t move at all. 

His kisses were aggressive, occasionally biting her lips. A metallic tang of blood spread in her mouth; 

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the sweetness of his kiss had since long gone. 

Millie attempted to step on Winston to make him let go. But each time she tried, he managed to evade 

her. 

It was as if he couldn’t get enough of kissing her. As soon as the elevator doors opened, Winston lifted Millie and walked out. 

Under everyone’s gazes, Millie’s face flushed red with embarrassment. Her hair and collar were also 

messy. 

Someone noticed them and asked, “Isn’t that Mr. Greer and Millie?” 

“Quick! Take some photos! This is so sensationall