Tangled Temptations novel Chapter 140

Harvey watched her.

Eloise was clearly drunk, her eyes filled with obvious pain.

His heart ached as if it had been punched. Did she care for him that much? Was that why she was in such pain?

Harvey gently traced her lips, his voice full of tenderness, "Can't we make up, just like before?"

Eloise lowered her eyelids, her long lashes trembling incessantly. "Harvey, I don't need you."

Harvey's grip tightened, his knuckles turning white. Suddenly, he unbuckled her seatbelt, got out of the car, and picked her up.

The night wind blew.

Eloise sobered up slightly, realizing that he had driven her to his apartment.

"Harvey, I want to go home."

She began to struggle in his arms, her long, slender legs kicking randomly, oblivious to the fact that she might hurt him. Harvey grunted, as if she had hit a sensitive spot.

Not even waiting until they reached the building, he pressed her against the wall in front of the elevator.

Their bodies were close together. Even though Eloise was drunk, she didn't dare to move. She knew that men were easily aroused at such times. She glared at him, "Harvey, are you trying to force me?"

Harvey didn't know how to handle the situation. He had never seen such a difficult-to-soothe girl.

These days, he had considered giving up. But he had tasted her sweetness.

He wanted to let go, but he couldn't.

"How could I bear to let you go?" His nose brushed her cheek lightly, his body pressing closer to hers, skillfully teasing her.

He knew exactly what kind of teasing she liked.

Eloise was both embarrassed and angry. She turned her head, "Mr. Horigan, you should behave yourself."

Harvey looked at her profile, her skin glowing with a bit of blush, her eyes moist and bright. He hadn't seen her in a few days, and only now did he realize how much he had missed her.

Harvey was always good at self-control. He wouldn't mess around with a woman in front of an elevator. But now, he couldn't resist.

He wanted to kiss her.

Eloise's chin was held in his grip, her body pinned against the wall. Harvey kissed her deeply, leaving her gasping for air.

Eloise struggled fiercely. She didn't want this, she didn't.

She struggled violently, without any regard. Her slender fingers touched something hard above, a painting. Without thinking, Eloise pulled the painting off the wall and smashed it onto Harvey's head.

The painting wasn't heavy, but the frame was made of sharp metal. It cut through his forehead in an instant.

Blood was pouring out. Harvey didn't care about the wound on his forehead, only holding Eloise tightly, his gazes intense. His eyes were still filled with desire.

Eloise sobered up from the shock.

The "weapon" in her hand fell to the ground, and she began to fear his retaliation, mumbling, "I didn't mean to."

Harvey didn't say a word.

Eloise bit her lip, "I'll take you to the hospital."

"No need, I can bandage it at home."

"Harvey, you should go to the hospital!"

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Harvey's gaze was dark. His fingers gently traced her cheek, "Eloise, are you afraid to go in with me? Are you scared of the familiar scene or afraid that I might do something to you again? Don't worry, in my current state, I can't do anything."

Eloise seemed hesitant.

He let her go, looking calm. "Assault with the intent to cause bodily harm, at least a year in jail."

Eloise was furious. He was so despicable.