Chapter 32: Forcefully
What was up with him? I looked up in confusion.
Under the dim light of the corridor, Leonard truly didn''t look as cold and distant as before.
He smiled indifferently and flicked his cigarette. "I feel... great."
May opened her mouth, apparently wanting to say something, but Austin shot her a look of warning
and led us towards the outdoor parking lot.
He drove an Acura MDX, and it was one of thetest models. It was expensive yet low profile, like
himself.
I got into the car and asked May, "Why''d Austine here?"
May scrunched up her nose and answered, "I called him over."
Austin started the car and smiled at me. "May said that you''d ran into some trouble. I came because I
was worried."
"Thank you," I said sincerely.
...
This was already my second time thanking him in one day.
Austin had really helped me out.
"You''re wee." Austin''s tranquil voice flowed over to me like the cool air outside. "Miss. Jones, you
don''t need to worry about it. I''d even help a stranger out in such a situation."
I was grateful for his thoughtfulness.
However, I started feeling a little doubtful. What exactly had May told Austin about our situation?
...
Austin wasn''t a slow driver. Half an hourter, we arrived at my apartment.
"Thank you." I opened the car door, turned around and thanked Austin for the third time.
...
After watching Austin speed off, I rubbed my temples tiredly and headed upstairs.
Too many things had happened on this day. I felt terrible.
At this moment, I was exhausted. All I wanted was to get some rest.
Back home, I turned on themp in the living room and poured myself a ss of wine.
It was an Australian Cabe Sauvignon. It wasn''t considered expensive, but I really enjoyed its
vour.
"I wouldn''t have expected you to be so tasteful."
Leonard''s voice suddenly rang out next to me.
...
I almost spat my wine out.
He sat down next to me in a familiar way, reached out a hand, and saidmandingly, "Wine."
I took a couple of deep breaths. My headache was getting worse.
Leonard seemed to be displeased with me ignoring him. He frowned slightly and repeated, "I said,
wine."
I gritted my teeth. "Mr. Nell, this is my house. I don''t think I invited you in this time, either."
"Oh." Leonard shrugged and pointed at the door. "It invited me in."
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I couldn''t help letting out an exasperatedugh.
There was actually such a shameless person on this earth.
Leonard seemed to lose patience. He grabbed my winess and sipped from the same spot I''d sipped
at, then frowned. "What rubbish is this?"
He''d taken my wine and still had the audacity to act so disdainfully?
"I didn''t ask you to drink it."
I walked past him and grabbed another winess, filling it up for myself.
He kept his disdainful expression on and took another sip. "Queena, you must be a masochist."
"Yeah, you''re right," I retorted. "If I weren''t, I wouldn''t have forgotten to change the lock so that you
could break in again."
...
Leonard didn''t get mad even though I''d scolded him in a roundabout way. He downed the wine, stood
up, and walked over to me. He looked down at me appraisingly.
I put my winess down. "Please leave."
"You can save that forter." Leonard rubbed his jaw and lifted an eyebrow. "I have a suggestion for
you, Queena."
I turned him down without even thinking about it. "No."
He smiled. "You won''t say no."
Where did his confidencee from?
My disgust for him grew. I said, "Excuse me, please leave."
"Queena, let''s maintain this rtionship for a while." Leonard ignored me and told me what his
suggestion was.
Needless to say, the "rtionship" he was referring to was me being his mistress.
I didn''t even bother to look contemptuous and asked coldly, "Why should I?"
He said indifferently, "Because I can help you see your grandmother."
...
He''d said he could help me see Grandma.
I couldn''t stay calm anymore and rushed up to him. "Say that one more time."
He let out augh and wrapped an arm around my waist. "Looks like you''ve lost yourposure,
Queena."
My body stiffened subconsciously, but I didn''t move away.
I really wanted to see Grandma. I was worried about her...
I was even more worried that she''d turn into my life''s regret.
"Losing yourposure means that this condition is really tempting you."
Leonard spoke like he was murmuring to a lover. He pulled me into his arms and nibbled on my
earlobe. "Queena, oh, Queena... you''re tempted by this."
He knew my body even better than I did. Every one of his actions enraptured me.
I gritted my teeth and tried not to moan. "Show... show me that you mean it."
...
"That''s simple." Leonardughed and started unbuttoning my clothes. "The Jones family doesn''t have
the guts to turn me down. When you want to see your grandmother, I''ll get the Jones family to discuss
my and Phoebe''s wedding. What do you think?"
With thatst word, he bit my corbone hard right on the wound he''d given me the day before.
I let out a cry of pain.
"Don''t." Leonard covered my mouth. "You should know that I don''t like loud women."
Indeed, he didn''t, especially in bed.
When I was interested in him, this only served to make him more attractive in my eyes. Now that things
were different, everything about him made me feel like he was a freak.
I suppressed the pain. "I want you to show me that you mean it."
From the corner of my eye, I saw Leonard frown.
"Queena, you''re not in the position to ask for anything." His lips trailed over my wound, muffling his
voice. "Without me, you won''t even be able to step into that hospital. You''re nothing."
With a few simple words, he''d made me sound like I waspletely worthless.
...
I held back my anger and tried to negotiate with him as calmly as possible. "Fine. Even if I''m nothing, a
deal is a two-way thing. You need me to agree to your conditions before we cane to a consensus."
Leonardughed. "What an idealist you are."
His words were dripping with disdain. I replied calmly, "I''m not an idealist. I just know that death is
preferable to dishonour."
...
He didn''t say anything, but the arm he had wrapped around my waist suddenly tightened.
I tried hard to look up at him and saw the deep fury in his eyes.
I removed his arm and reminded him, "Leonard, I''m just negotiating with you."
"Very well." Leonard smiled, but it didn''t reach his eyes. "I agree to your condition."
...
He''d agreed!