Chapter 348 I Like My Women Gentle
Anna''s eyes were bright with tears as she red at him defiantly.
Looking at his face that was handsome enough to drive women crazy, a yful and confident smile
hanging on his thin lips, she lost her anger for a moment.
But only for a moment.
Because no matter how deeply in love she was with him, he didn’t love her at all.
Liam turned towards her and met her watery eyes, his heart squeezed in his chest.
Anna met his dark eyes, the flush on her cheeks extending to her neck.
She bowed her head, smoothed her hair back to hide her awkwardness.
Liam opened his thin lips, and spat out a few words," Call me your hubby."
"If you don''t, I''ll eat you up right here, you know I can, we have an agreement."
This damn man.
She must havemitted countless sins in her past life to be cursed with meeting him.
She could''ve had a happy life as Miss Hamilton, but she was tricked into signing the stupid
agreement with him.
Since he didn’t like her, why would he do this to her?
And yet she couldn''t reject him, this felt so humiliating!
Anna red at him furiously and squeezed out the words between her teeth.
"My hubby.”
"Do you n to cook your hubby for dinner? Be gentler."
Anna''s lips twitched, softening her tone, "Hubby."
"Are you being held at gunpoint? Be more natural."
You are the idiot who''s holding me at gunpoint!
Anna rolled her eyes at him condescendingly, cleared her throat, and pouted sulkily, "My hubby ”
Liam raised his eyebrows, looking at her weirdly, "I don''t need special treatment."
Anna was speechless, she gritted her teeth, chest rising up and down as if she was a balloon ready
to explode.
Looking at her full chest and the pink flush dusting her milky-whiteplexion, she looked like a
fresh peach, ripe for the picking.
Liam parked the car in a dark deserted alleyway, put a hand behind her neck, and pulled her to him.
His kisses peppered across her face...
"Ugh..."
She struggled, but he held her tightly.
"Don’t move, I miss you."
The same move again.
Furiously, Anna wanted to speak, but all that escaped from her lips was scattered moans.
"Who am I?” He askedmandingly.
His voice sounded raspy, mesmerizing, and intoxicating, pulling her deeper into his deadly trap.
Her mind was nk, she followed his instructions and muttered lowly, "My hubby..."
Her soft voiceced with a thread of submission lit his body on fire.
Their breaths inteced with each other in the tight, confined space, bing erratic and warm...
The temperature in the car rose rapidly.
The night turned passionate...
"Liam."
"Call me your hubby." "...Can you be more serious? Are you here just to make me call you my
hubby and sleep with you?" Annay i n hisp, body soft and pliant, and asked breathlessly.
She was angry at herself, she seemed to be stuck in a weird vortex.
A minute ago, she was just furious at his cold and unfeeling attitude, and then she fell into his
honeyed trap, unwilling and unable to free herself.
Sigh.
She was hopeless...
"I just wanted to prove with you through actions that even here, you can make me happy."
Every time they were together, she felt like all her bones were broken, her waist sore and painful.
She had no strength to discuss such meaningless topics with him, lying straight on his body, the
residual warmth in the car and sticky air making her sleepy.
Looking at the woman who was curled up in hisp sleeping like a cat, his lips curled upwards, torn
between a smile and a cry.
He was already trying his best to control himself; did h e still tire her out?
Previously, when he left the hospital and noticed her location was in the Predicament Bar, he was
slightly pissed.
It looks like he had to keep his eyes tightly on her, so she wouldn''t have the strength to go to ces
like that again.
Not even if it was a gay bar!
This little woman was definitely different from the rest.
Both of her friends were either crazy or gay, he wondered what tragedy did she go through as a
child, for her to have such peculiar tastes in people.
But Jamie, he could help him get rid of Wilson...
He smiled and shook his head, adjusting the seat so Anna could sleep morefortably.
He reached forward to start the ignition but then Anna''s phone pinged with a new notification.
Liam hesitated and swiped to open the message.
The air around him turned ice-cold.
Anna seemed to be aware of the temperature change, she frowned slightly and curled up tighter
into a ball.
Liam nced at her, his eyes dark and unreadable. Hey his jacket on her exposed body, started
the ignition, and drove off into the night sky.
A bar in the southern part of the city.
Chloe twisted her waist in a sexy dance on the second floor, a thickyer of makeup on her face,
wearing a short, ck dress with a pair of ck knee-high boots.
The past few days she had been stuck at home; she would puke if she saw more of the nutritious
food that was stuffed down her throat.
And Bryan wasn''t around much, only appearing for minutes in a day, asking after the baby in her
belly and leaving in a hurry, not caring about her or wanting to spend time with her.
The anger and frustration pent up in her with nowhere to vent.
Finally, she couldn’t take it anymore and crept out of the house behind Grandma Dawson''s back.
The loud, electric music roared in her ears. Bright lights shone across the dark hall. Bodies of both
men and women writhing on the dance floor, intoxicated b y the music and alcohol.
Chloe squinted and looked at the dance floor downstairs, immersed in the atmosphere, but she was
still wary, even ordering the drink with the lowest alcohol content avable. Although it tasted weak
and nd, it was better than nothing.
"Hi, beautiful, you''re here alone? What a coincidence, I’m alone too. Come, have a drink.”
A young, handsome, and well-dressed stranger approached her, staring at her deep cleavage that
was clearly on disy, tone light and flirty.
Chloe swept her eyes over him, smiled charmingly, lifted her ss, clinked it with his, and took a
sip.
The man smiled and slipped an arm around her waist, moving it flirtatiously across her body.
Bryan hadn''t touched her in a long time.
She knew he was most probably out with his various mistresses when came homete using work
as an excuse, or some nights not even bothering toe home at all.
The man''s fingers caressed her skin skillfully. She didn''t know how to reject him, so she silently
allowed his hands to journey across her body.
Seeing herck of refusal, he was delighted.
Thinking he had scored a beautifuldy for the night, his hands grew bolder, and he pulled her
closer to him, breathing out a puff of hot breath in her ear, "It''s s o crowded here, should we go
somewhere else?"
The man pointed to a dark, deserted corner of the room.
Chloe hesitated, she wanted to let her down and have fun but was worried about the child in her
belly.
Come to think of it, Bryan was cheating on her, so why should she save herself for him?
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Seeing her expression, the man knew he had a chance, so he tugged her up and headed for the
corner.
Thinking about her pent-up anger and frustration over the past few days and feeling that there
shouldn''t be any problem, in a matter of moments the man had already unhooked her underwear.
"Ugh... go slow, I like it gentler."
With her direction, the man slowed his actions, then a litany of heavy moans and caresses followed
lost adrift in the loud music.
By the time Chloe walked out of the bar, she felt like her body was drifting, her leg muscles soft and
strengthless.
She quickly got rid of him afterward, not giving him any chances to bother her.
She softly caressed her slightly aching belly, didn''t think too much of it, and hailed a taxi.
Bryan hadn''t been home for two nights in a row, she didn''t feel like going to the Dawson family
home tonight, so she directed the driver to the Hamilton vi.
At the entrance, she hopped out of the taxi.
She was keying in the password, when suddenly, a man rushed towards her, pping a hand over
her mouth, covering her screams for help.
"Ugh, ugh..."