It might have been due to the effects of the alcohol or the residual of drugs in her body that caused her to lose her breath. The air felt thin and Myra fell into a daze, her eyes wide. Her hands that were placed on Tony’s firm chest gradually lost their strength and fell down. In a trance, she actually thought that the man before her was the same man who had once promised to give her happiness.
She subconsciously moved her lips; the passionate and soft feeling against her lips felt so real.
Tony looked into her sorrowful eyes, yet he was charmed by her innocent movements, which induced an overwhelming feeling inside him. He suddenly extended a hand and covered her slightly listless eyes while murmuring by her lips, “Close your eyes.”
His voice was especially husky and it emanated a sense of domineering sensualness, his eyes dark and bottomless when they stared straight into Myra’s. It was as if there was a deep lake inside Tony’s eyes that kept tempting her to stare into them.
At that instant, she actually shut her eyes, as if she had been bewitched.
The corner of his eyes raised slightly as he was surprised by the meek Myra. Looking at her obedient behavior, he could no longer hold back the surging desire in his body.
His kiss became more fervent. It trailed from her lips to her chin, then to the base of her neck, his breath becoming hotter along the way.
Tony’s eyes reddened due to his passionate desire. He peered at the blush on her palm-sized face—which was born of shyness—and the wild thought to possess her completely took over his mind.
When Myra finally returned to her senses, she abruptly opened her eyes and looked at the man before her in shock. It’s Tony… I’m in his car!
His eyes were extremely terrifying at that moment as they revealed the overwhelming power of someone far more superior than her. His usual cold and restrained gaze was replaced by a look that was filled with hot passionate desire, drastically different from the look he had when they were in the hotel previously. These were eyes that belonged to a hunter that had set his eyes on his prey.
Myra started to feel afraid; this situation where a woman was alone with a man inexplicably made her feel anxious.
“Tony, let go of me…” She started to struggle but her hand was caught by the man and placed above her head. Wild affectionate kisses were planted on her lips again, blocking what she was about to say.
Myra bit her lips hard. She initially thought that Tony wanted to take her home purely because he noticed that she was not feeling well but unexpectedly, he had the intention to take advantage of her! She recalled the incident that happened at the changing room in the hotel, which made
“Director Hart, please stop…”
Tony seemed to not hear her.
She bit her lips as a teardrop of humiliation flowed from the corner of her eyes.
Upon seeing the glistening tear, the man’s movement came to a halt and his eyes stared unblinkingly at the woman as he panted. After a while, his gaze deepened and he finally decided to let her go.
After she was released by him, Myra immediately attempted to get up from him but she forgot about the drug that still had an effect on her body. Her hands that were placed on his chest to support herself trembled slightly and the more anxious she got, the weaker she was. His chest was hot and when she finally managed to support herself for a bit, she fell back onto him.
Her body was beyond stiff while her eyes were full of terror and dissatisfaction against the man. Tony’s arms around her waist froze and as if he had given up, he shut his eyes before carrying her up and gently placing her on the passenger seat beside him. He then buckled up her seat belt.
The atmosphere in the car fell into an uncanny silence.
Myra fists were tightly clenched by her side and her eyes were reddened from anger and humiliation.
“Tony, you jerk…” Upon recalling how he harassed her earlier, her tears uncontrollably escaped her eyes. She wanted to get up but she had lost all her strength. “How could you kiss me? D*mn it! How could you do that to me?” The incident that happened earlier was totally beyond her expectations. If he didn’t stop just now… Her body trembled as she muttered, “You’re a jerk!”
Tony, on the other hand, seemed nonchalant, as if nothing had happened earlier. The blush he had on his face had subsided and his eyes returned to its usual deep look. Suddenly, he took out a cigarette and lit it up, and the emotions on his face became vague amidst the lingering smoke.
“Tony, you jerk!” His deadpan expression while smoking a cigarette further enraged her. “You are really an *sshole!” When Myra tried to get up, she slumped back in her seat. At this point, her tears had completely messed up her makeup.
Upon seeing her tears streaming down her face, Tony suddenly inhaled a large puff of smoke before looking into her eyes. His eyes seemed incredibly calm but his voice was throaty as he asked, “Are you mad because I kissed you, or are you venting your anger at me?”
His question shook her to the core, causing her to look at the man in front of her in disbelief. However, Sean’s cold treatment toward her, Lyla’s sudden return, as well as her struggle to protect her love—all these scenes kept floating before her eyes. Every single scene that appeared resembled bullets that were shot at her, giving her immense pain while leaving her scarred and battered. The man in front of me treats me way worse—he knows that I am married yet he tries to tempt me.
She lost her strength to even clench her fist and suddenly, she could no longer suppress the aggrievement and pain that had been welling up inside her, causing her to burst into tears.
She cried so hard and paid no heed to her image at all; it was as if she had nothing to lose.
Her body went weak as she cried like a child. The loneliness, helplessness, agony, and aggrievement that she had been enduring on her own all these years overwhelmed her at that instant. Hence, these emotions uncontrollably broke out when an opening appeared. So what if I was kissed? Sean doesn’t care about me at all! In his eyes, my sole existence adds to the hatred he has in his heart. All he has in his heart is that woman!
“Tony, you’re a jerk! You jerk! You jerk!” Myra couldn’t help but growl.
The feeling that Tony had seen through all the secrets in her heart was utterly awful, and Myra felt as if she had been stripped and thrown on the street.
