Archibald's eyes were fixed there. He didn't even try to cover for himself. Lillian pushed him away.
"What are you looking at? You pig!"
Archibald grabbed her wrist again.
"Why are you calling me that? I haven't done anything yet!"
Red finger marks emerged on Lillian's slender wrist because of his firm grab.
"Just let me go. It's wrong to keep your eyes on a woman's chest!"
Archibald laughed. He didn't care about her protesting at all.
"You called that... chest?" He said and he kept looking here.
"What?" Seeing the man being so rude. She kicked him. The man was so agile that he dodged her kick. Then he released her hand and stood straight.
"Why are you getting mad so easily?" He asked with his lips curled. His clear eyes still looked so peaceful. Lillian couldn't tell what he had in his mind.
Lillian stood up directly from chair.
"This yacht is a very nice one. I've already had a tour and that's my comment. Mr. Hawkins should let me go back."
The last trace of smile on Archibald's face disappeared as he heard she called him "Mr. Hawkins". His long arms reached out and pulled her into his arms very easily.
"Let you go back? Do you really think I invite you here to enjoy yourself on the yacht?" His low voice sounded dangerous, his eyes deep as ocean.
She fell on the man's sturdy chest and was overwhelmed. She panicked and felt her heart just missed a beat.
Panic as she was, she tried keep as clam as she could.
"Let go of me!" She raised her elbow to hit him, but the man was too strong. He fixed her hands with one hand and held her waist with the other.
"I've got you, Lilian. You've got no way to escape. I would never let you go easily." He said that as if he knew her before.
Lilian didn't want to think about that. Now that her hands couldn't move, she could only use her foot. So she raised her one foot high and stomped hard.
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