Chapter 114
His words struck like lightning.
Anna Ross froze completely.
Why was he suddenly asking this?
Was he truly drunk?
She didn't want to answer.
But his gaze locked onto her, leaving no escape.
Anna lowered her eyes, her voice cold. "You already have a fiancรฉe. Don't you find this question ridiculous?"
"Answer me." His voice was low, filled with pressure.
Seeing the unwillingness in his eyes, her heart ached sharply.
What right did she have to talk about likes or dislikes now?
"I stopped liking you a long time ago." She turned to flee.
The world spun.
She fell into a scorching embrace.
Adrian Sinclair's kiss descended.
It was an invasion laced with the scent of alcohol.
He bit her lip until it broke.
The taste of blood spread between their teeth.
A woman who only loved money.
How could she have any feelings for him?
Yet her taste was so intoxicating.
He was addicted from the first touch.
Anna's head felt heavy and muddled.
She didn't push him away.
Their body temperatures rose.
Breaths intertwined.
His hand slipped beneath her clothes.
Anna jolted back to awareness.
"No!" She grabbed his wrist.
The corners of her eyes reddened, making her look pitiful and vulnerable.
Adrian's eyes darkened further.
He gripped her wrist and kissed her again.
The kiss was urgent.
His hands roamed over her body.
Anna trembled, struggling.
It was useless.
Worse, her body was actually responding.
She cursed herself silently for being shameless.
He released her lips and carried her toward the bedroom.
Tears welled in Anna's eyes. "Adrian, you can't do this!"
She was like a lamb awaiting slaughter, powerless to resist.
He ignored her pleas.
His warm kisses trailed from her lips downward.
"Annie..." His voice was hoarse.
Anna froze.
He used to call her that.
His gaze softened, reminiscent of their university days.
She clawed his back fiercely. "Bastard!"
Surprise flickered in Adrian's eyes.
His movements became gentle.
...
The next day.
The alarm clock rang.
Anna opened her eyes wearily.
Memories of last night flooded her mind.
His scent still lingered in the room.
A faint sense of relief washed over her.
She had once promised her first time to him.
Now that promise was fulfilled.