Take Control of Yourself, Please novel (Anna and Liam) novel Chapter 3

Anna was about to unbutton her jeans but stopped abruptly.

Liam shot a glance at her, his lips curved into an expression that resembled a smile. His gaze fell back t o the fingers placed on the buttons of her jeans. "Why did you stop?"-

Anna narrowed her eyes, her long lashes overlapping each other.

She mocked, "Even if I take it off, what can you do? You're gay!”

An intense flame ignited behind his eyes. How dare that tiny woman call him gay!

Moreover, she even insinuated that he could not do anything to her!

Was she challenging her assertiveness?

He moved closer to Anna. His cool breaths landed on Anna’s cheek. They felt like tiny feathers tickling her cheek. A numbing sensation surged across her body.

"Try me," he challenged. His voice was low and husky, with an overbearing tone of entitlement.

Startled, Anna stepped back but found herself backed up against a wall.

Liam took a step forward, pressed one hand against the wall, and trapped her. He leaned in closer and lowered his head.

"What happened? Lost your guts?"

He tilted her head up, locking eyes with her.

His deep dark eyes appeared as sharp as an eagle's in the dark. Like a deep blue ocean reflecting the starlight, his eyes gave her a sense of frigidness, yet was paired with hints of indolence.

Anna's heart thumped violently. She was a terrified little fawn, yet she continued to put on a brave front.

"I've got nothing to be afraid of! If you dare to take your clothes off, I dare to look at it!" Anna retorted.

Liam snickered. He began to unbuckle his belt.

Anna thought that she must have drank too much. Otherwise, she would never be staring at him; her gaze would never be fixed on him unblinkingly. After all, she was the eldest daughter of the Hamilton family and the sole heir to the highly-esteemed Lincoln Group. In the eyes of the public, she had always been a quiet and dignified young woman.

At that moment, she felt as if she had fallen off that pedestal.