She slowly straightened her body and walked toward him. As soon as she reached midway, the man pounced on her by grabbing her wrist and roughly pulling her into his arms.
His strength was reckless. She could see that his face was tautly fraught . He looked terrified for once.
Is he worried about me?
Is he worried that I would fall off the cliff?
Before she could react, both of them tumbled onto the coupe's hood.
She moaned softly from the pain. By the time she opened her eyes, he had already flipped over and pressed on top of her. His overarching body nearly obscured the moonlight.
His handsome face, which was fuming and wry, loomed before her eyes.
She was back in his reach again, and the anger he was suppressing could explode now sans reservation!
He furiously pinched her chin and buried his face in the crook of her neck before he bit hard enough to penetrate her flesh.
She felt numbness, which was followed by pain that spread to her four limbs.
She furrowed her brows when she heard the guttural sound of his sullen voice as he mouthed, "Stop interfering in each other's life? Yun Shishi, who gave you the rights to make this decision? Let me tell you that that is impossible!"
Amid her shock, she saw him lift his eyes to look at her. With his palm propping her nape, he forced her to look at his face. "You'd better listen now. It's your business if you don't want me, but whether I want you or not, it's my business. You have no right to interfere!"
"You…" She was speechless with anger.
"I want you for good!" He glared at her. "Don't tell me that we belong to two different worlds. Yun Shishi, you listen carefully; I, Mu Yazhe, is your world. Understand?"
She wants me to let her go?!
That won't happen in this lifetime.
At this moment, the hostility he felt was even worse than before. The strength he used to pinch her chin was so strong it could crush her bone any time!
Without giving her a chance to look away, he stared penetratingly into her eyes.
"Now, it's your turn to answer my question!"
He probed coldly, "Where else has he touched you?"
She was startled. "What?"
His gaze fell on her lip flaps, and he rubbed it repeatedly with his fingertip. "Besides here, where else did he touch you? Speak!"
This was when it dawned on her that he was talking about Gu Xingze.
"You don't let me touch you, but you let him to touch you."
What is he talking about?!
She flared up. "He didn't touch me!"
"I saw it! There's no use lying to me!" He looked at her delicate lips, which had turned red and bloody as a result of his ravishing, and fury burned in his eyes again. "He touched you here!"
"That's work, all right?"
"Don't use work as an excuse! Speak; where else did he touch you?"
He held up a bunch of her sweet-smelling hair strands and questioned, "Did he touch you here?"
She shook her head; her startled eyes failed to conceal the terror she felt toward this man's near-paranoid possessiveness.
"How about here?" His fingertips brushed against her small waist.
She continued to shake her head.
"Mu Yazhe, that's enough!"
He reached his hand under her skirt hemline; his fingertips' cold touch sent shivers down her spine.
"Yun Shishi, do you know…"
Just the thought that his woman had been touched by another man sent him into a bout of insane jealousy!