His eyes grew deep and dark, his body gradually moving closer to her. Her natural fragrance stimulated his senses. The fire of desire within him rose step by step… He had never experienced such an intense craving…
Dan Xiaoya watched the man approaching her, her heart suddenly jumping. Panic flashed in her eyes – she had never encountered such a situation. This time was different; someone had already paid for her night’s indulgence, but she didn’t know what her patron looked like. Her heart beat faster as he drew near, her cheeks feeling hot.
Shen Zhonglei continued approaching Dan Xiaoya, who kept leaning backward. Her back was almost touching the cold coffee table, feeling his body temperature in front of her. She stretched out her hand to block his chest, looking lost in his eyes.
Shen Zhonglei looked at her side, his blood surging uncontrollably. He reached out to support her neck, lowering his head.
As their lips drew closer, Dan Xiaoya was awakened by the heat. By reflex, she kneed forward and struck his face with her fist.
Shen Zhonglei never expected her to suddenly attack him. Unable to dodge, he was hit in a critical spot. The pain made him quickly leap off her, extinguishing the burning passion.
Uncontrollable anger filled his entire body. He had never been played like this before. Only she had made him suffer such a massive setback. Ignoring the pain in his lower abdomen, he narrowed his eyes dangerously at her. Quickly, he grabbed her and pinned her to the wall corner, gripping her chin and forcing her to look at his anger. He said evilly, “Little thing, do you want to know the consequences of angering me?”
Dan Xiaoya felt her vision blur as she was suddenly trapped between him and the wall. His breath hit her face. She realized how vastly different their physiques were. His powerful hand held her body firmly. She was now unable to move at all. She could only helplessly watch his anger-filled eyes, discovering her own insignificance and weakness.
