"Nicholas, you jerk!"
As I uttered these words, my breath trembled and my teeth chattered. Nicholas walked toward me, grabbing my collar with his left hand and pulling me up from the ground.
He yanked me close to him. His breath was as icy as frost, brushing against my neck. Even his long, narrow black eyes seemed to be veiled with a thin layer of mist.
Despite hearing my insults, he simply smiled at me with indifference. But that smile carried a deep, threatening meaning no matter how one looked at it.
Nicholas reached out and tucked a few stray strands of hair behind my ear. He adjusted my clothes, which he had messed up, as if he were fixing a beloved toy doll.
I wanted to pull away, but his arm around my waist held me tightly. Any slight movement would have made it seem like I was inviting his advances.
Even at this moment, with his bare skin and our intimate movements, I felt nothing but fear between us.
Noticing my resistance, Nicholas furrowed his brow in confusion and asked, "What are you hiding from?"
He seemed to realize something and said, "You don't actually think I want to kiss you, do you?"
He then added, "Don't worry. I would never share a woman with another man."
I could bear it no longer and raised my hand to slap his face, but he caught my wrist.
"Ariana, whether it's feelings or anything else, don't even think about laying a hand on me until you've repaid your debt.
"I kept you in the dark about some gray areas when I helped you reclaim Jones Corporation, but I don't mind showing you now.
"I'll give you some time. Think about whether you want to listen to me."
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