Myra’s voice, much like herself, gave off a quiet and gentle feeling. There was no attacking power hidden in it.
This damn woman! How is she able to control my emotions so easily? Moreover, she knows exactly how to comfort me! Still… Tony couldn’t help feeling pleased inside when he heard her saying that she had gotten jealous when that woman tried to seduce him at the elevator. Then, he reversed their roles and took the initiative to ‘attack’ instead. He kissed her deeply on the lips, acting as if he wanted to devour her whole. His actions were fierce—he had no intention of being gentle toward her.
Soon, he pulled off the vest she was wearing and threw it on the ground. The night breeze was chilly, and she shivered suddenly. All of a sudden, she remembered what she was wearing underneath her dress. She gasped in shock and grabbed the hands of the man in front of her just as he was about to rip the collar of her dress.
“Wait… Wait…” she urgently said while breathing heavily. Her face flushed as red as a beet in an instant, and even her ears burned fiercely.
She seemed like she wanted to get up from his embrace. However, he had no intention of letting her escape. Wrapping his arms around the woman’s waist tightly, his eyes narrowed dangerously. “Who was it that said I can do anything I want once we get home?”
Her face flushed even redder. She bit her lip hard but did not dare to let go of his hand. At the same time, she looked away desperately. “I just… I just remembered that I haven’t showered yet… I… I want to take a shower first…”
In her urgency to soothe his anger, she had acted recklessly on a crazy whim. However, she felt a sense of tragic despair washing over her at that moment. I need to get this off me! I need to get away from him, go back home, and change out of these clothes!
On the other hand, he simply picked her up in a princess carry and walked upstairs. He stared at her with a smile that didn’t quite reach his eyes. “Don’t tell me you didn’t shower when you went back just now.”
His gaze swept over her tied-up hair, the mockery in his eyes growing ever stronger.
Blushing to the extreme, she wished the ground would open up and swallow her whole. Then, she quickly changed her statement. “I want to go to the bathroom.”
He walked through the living room while carrying her in his arms. When he passed by the plastic bag in front of the sofa, his eyes narrowed slightly. His gaze swept over that area, then he looked at the woman blushing furiously in his arms. After that, something seemed to flash in his eyes and mischief crept into his darkened eyes. “By going to the bathroom, do you mean the bathroom in your house?”
She turned her head away. “How did you know?’
He suddenly chuckled lightly. His laughter sounded from above her head. It was low and deep, reverberating through his chest.
At that moment, Myra felt completely powerless to resist Tony. For one, he was staring deeply into her eyes with those dark eyes of his; for another, he was chuckling softly in front of her like so. A hint of embarrassment immediately surged up in her heart—she felt as if her inner thoughts had been read by the man. Thus, she couldn’t help yelling, “What are you laughing at?!”
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