Walking out of the bathroom, I spotted a glass of red wine on the coffee table, as if prepared especially for me, a successful woman.
I picked it up and toasted to a life full of infinite possibilities, “Let’s celebrate Miss Lily Adams becoming a rich lady right after graduation, cheers!”
I threw my head back and drank it all in one go.
Suddenly.
An eerie voice sounded from behind me.
“Miss Lily Adams, care to explain?”
I turned around to see Marcus in a clean shirt, his dark eyes as deep as an autumn pool,
unfathomable.
My heart skipped a beat.
Mrs. Grant had strictly forbidden affecting their mother–son relationship.
I slowly put the wine glass back on the table, inching towards the door while saying, “Listen, Amber is actually a cheater. She has more than one boyfriend. You should have security cameras at home, right? Check the footage… Mr. Grant, calm down, please calm
down.”
Marcus locked the door and cornered me step by step, his eyes looking like they could
devour me.
“You chased away my girlfriend. Don’t you owe me one?”
I laughed nervously, “You’re not that kind of casual person.”
Marcus curled his lips into a cruel and cold smile.
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“I am.”
I was so scared my hand trembled, wanting to call Mrs. Grant for help.
Suddenly everything spun, and my phone flew away.
Marcus threw me over his shoulder and kicked open the bedroom door.
I was tossed onto the bed, quickly scrambled up, only to be pushed back down.
Marcus knelt astride my waist, looking down at me as he slowly unbuttoned his shirt.
I failed about wildly.
He used his tie to bind my hands and tied a dead knot on the headboard.
His cool hand gripped my chin, “Are you scared?”
I was panicking
I nodded vigorously.
He suddenly leaned in close, his pheromones instantly surrounding me, causing my body to heat up.
His knee bent slightly, brushing against my waist.
Man
Holy cow, how could I make such a sound!
It was just a touch on the waist!
When did I become so sensitive!
Marcus smiled shamelessly, then suddenly got up and walked off the bed.
The pheromone scent abruptly disappeared, leaving me feeling immediately unsatisfied.
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Something wasn’t right, very not right.
Just seeing a handsome man out of the bath shouldn’t make me lose control like this.
I suddenly realized.
“You! You drugged me.”
Marcus sat by the window, carelessly pouring himself some tea, “Tsk, a thief drinking someone else’s stuff and then framing the owner.”
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That glass of red wine, Amber had held it for a long time without taking a sip. So that’s
what it was.
I wanted to cry.
But before I could, a shameful moan escaped my throat.
I struggled to say, “I’m going to report you.”
Marcus played with his teacup, “Little thief, don’t be ungrateful. I’m specially tying you up to prevent you from going out and harming others.”
“But I’m curious, how did you convince my mom to help you harass me?”
I shut up.
Don’t bite the hand that feeds you.
But Marcus’s white shirt opened slightly with his movements, revealing a tantalizing glimpse. I felt so thirsty.
Reason and physical sensations were fighting furiously in my mind, almost driving me.
crazy.
Marcus seemed to see through me, a malicious smile hanging on his lips.
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“Beg me, and I’ll help you”
I gritted my teeth and said word by word: “Absolutely not.”
Whether in front of Mrs. Grant or in my previous eyes, Marcus had always been a pure–hearted, easily fooled handsome guy,
It wasn’t until now that I realized how malicious this person could be.
“It’s a bit stuffy in here.”
As he said this, his long fingers began to unbutton his own shirt. His thumb lightly grazed his skin, as if rubbing against my body, causing me to shiver all over.
I squirmed uncomfortably, swallowing hard.
He then got up to open the window. Under his loose shirt, the faintly visible muscle lines,
every movement and every scent were tempting my body, frantically screaming and
begging for touch and caress.
Reason collapsed with a bang.
My voice was hoarse beyond recognition: “Please,”
Marcus’s smile deepened, his eyes brimming with satisfaction, but he cruelly said,
“I refuse”
I felt like I was about to burn up. Seeing the tempting water source swaying in front of
me, “Please, I’ll be your girlfriend, I’ll do whatever you want, really, it’s so uncomfortable, even just let me drink some water, please…”
Marcus pondered for a moment, then walked over with the teacup.
Not at all gently, he pinched my cheeks and pressed the cold porcelain cup to my lips.
1 blinked, suddenly wrapping my legs around his waist and flipping him under me.
My bound hands just happened to encircle his head, and I kissed him without caring
about anything else.
As I kissed him, I was crying inside. I’ve gone too far…
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