Why would she risk her life doing this? Why did she perform such a challenging maneuver like the ‘Floating Drift’?
Car racing was a sport that required one to put one’s life in jeopardy. Why would she put herself in such a perilous situation?
With that thought in mind, Mason’s eyes looked so murderous it was as if his look could kill. Those who walked past him stayed out of his way, dreading to get near him.
Seeing him walking away hurriedly, Henry quickly caught up with him. “What’s the matter, Young Master Mason?”
Curling the corners of his lips slightly, Mason spoke in an extremely icy tone, “Look at the mess you’ve created! I don’t care what you do but you have to make sure none of her photos are leaked out to the public or you and I are over!” Not only did he want to make sure she was well protected, the most important thing was that he didn’t want anybody else to see Janet in this state.
Henry was speechless, his thoughts in a turmoil as he wondered how his act of kindness suddenly became a crime. Since Young Master Mason had issued his warning, Henry knew he had to behave well or things would end up badly for him.
Offstage, both Lee and The Beasts looked perplexed as they saw Janet being dragged away by Mason. At first, The Beasts intended to dash forward to make sure Janet was all right but they were stopped by Lee. “Stop. I’m sure she knows what she’s doing.”
The Beasts exchanged a glance among themselves before nodding in agreement, their eyes tinged with a trace of concern.
Meanwhile, Mason brought Janet to his car, switching on the air conditioning before winding down all the windows.
Janet dare not meet his eyes because she knew she had lied to him. However, was that even a big deal considering they weren’t related to each other in any way? At that thought, she decided to lift her head and stare straight into his eyes.
Just as she thought Mason was going to say something, he suddenly bit into her fair and tender neck.
Ouch! Janet couldn’t help but groan because of the sudden bite. Is he a dog? What is he doing?!
Deeply troubled by the bizarre sensation of his bite, she started hitting his chest violently with both hands. However, the harder she tried to resist him, the harder his bite became. It was only when he tasted blood did he relax.
Burying his face in her fair and tender neck, he licked the bite mark and let out a miserable wail like an injured animal. “Why did you take part in the race? Why did you risk doing that difficult maneuver? Are you really that desperate to win? Why didn’t you just tell me? I would’ve let you have anything. You really shouldn’t risk your life like that.”
Suddenly, Mason looked up at her. Bending his body, he held his head low as he gazed at her face solemnly. “Promise me you wouldn’t do that again, okay?” His request sounded like an imploration to Janet.
Dumbfounded at first, Janet then responded in a dauntless tone, “That wasn’t my first time pulling off that maneuver. Can you still call yourself a man being such a chicken?”
Mason frowned at her words and echoed in a deep voice, “Did you just say that I am not manly enough?”
His eyes turned pensive all of a sudden, thereupon he held Janet’s head in place and pulled her hard toward himself. Then, he lowered his head and claimed her lips with his; he ravished her and enjoyed the intimate moment with her.
“Hmm… Ma…” Janet, who was about to speak, was forced to swallow her words because of the kiss. Although it was sudden, for some reason she didn’t feel too much repulsion toward the kiss deep down inside. Instead, she could feel a numbing sensation coursing through her limbs.
After the kiss, Mason continued to lick at the bite mark on her neck without saying anything. Janet once read from a book that it was a natural behavior of animals to lick their own wounds. If a male helped a female to lick her wound, it was a sign of an established relationship.
When his lips traveled to hers once more, she put a finger over his lips and warned, putting emphasis on each and every word, “Stop it! Don’t push your luck!”
