Chapter 286
Hearing that, Ian''s smile gradually stiffened on his face. Leaning close to Brodie, he whispered
hoarsely, "Just who the hell are you, and what''s your deal with ra?"
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With a nonchnt sip of his drink, Brodie''s lips curled into a smirk. "Take a guess!"
Ian''s thigh pressed forcefully against Brodie''s, his smile intact, but his teeth nearly shattered from
clenching. "Whoever you are, I won''t let you snatch ra away. She''s mine."
"We''ll see if you''ve got what it takes to keep her safe. I made her a promise to protect her for life,
and I don''t go back on my word."
"Are you referring to those childish pinky promises, Mr. Brodie? ra has wiped those from her
memory clean. Still pining away—I mean, don''t you find that a bit pathetic?"
"Whether it''s pathetic or not, maybe I should reveal my true identity and see if ra remembers our
past."
At those words, Ian''s grip tightened on Brodie''s wrist, his eyes filled with a threatening re. "Don''t
you dare!"
The two men, each nursing a drink, baited each other, the tension thick in the air.
Dinner on the surface seemed harmonious, but underneath, it was an all-out war. Ian, seeking
revenge on Brodie, attempted to get him drunk, only to find Brodie''s tolerance matched his own.
Both men drank a bit too much. Brodie was escorted away while ra helped Ian to his room to
sleep it off.
The ce was modest, with no shower in sight. ra brought a basin of hot water and wiped Ian
down. Just as she was about to leave with the basin, a strong hand wrapped around her waist. One
forceful tug and she found herself pulled onto the bed.
A torrent of kisses overwhelmed her. Ian''s breath was fierce, leaving ra no time to react. His kiss
was domineering and intense,ced with the potent scent of alcohol.
Before long, ra''s breath was consumed, her defenses overrun. Mist zed her eyes, heat slowly
igniting every fiber of her being, her consciousness ebbing away.
Ian''s mind was haunted by Brodie''s words. He said ra was the one he had always protected
since they were kids. She was clearly Ian''s woman. What right did Brodie have to protect her?
The thought of the May case, likely tied to his own mother, sent stabbing pains through Ian''s heart.
He had never been so afraid as he was now, afraid of losing ra when the truth came out.
What would he do then? He loved her too much to live without her.
As he contemted their precarious future, Ian''s movements grew even more fervent. ra nearly
cried out, biting her lip to silence herself. Her eyes shimmered with intense desire, her voice husky
and unrecognizable.
"Ian, ease up, will you? My dad and Grandpa Reed are right next door."
Ian paused and kissed her gently, his voiceced with seduction. "Then let me hear you call me
''hubby.''"
ra''s already flushed cheeks burned hotter at his words. Her eyes were dewy and shy, "We''re not
married yet, I won''t say it."
A devilish grin yed on Ian''s lips. "Then let''s give Grandpa Reed and the others a show; let them
see how I treat you."
The old wooden bed creaked and groaned. With every increase in motion, the sounds quickened
and grew louder.
Terrified, ra immediately whispered softly, "Hubby."
That single word set Ian''s blood on fire. He captured ra''s lips once more, wishing he could
swallow ra. She had just called him ''hubby.'' Their rtionship was sealed in that moment. The
bed''s creaks didn''t stop with that call of ''hubby''. They intensified even more.
In the end, ra had no energy left to care, letting Ian im her over and over. The next morning,
ra awoke and immediately looked beside her. Ian''s figure was long gone.
She couldn''t help but marvel at his stamina. After several days of overtime andst night''s triple
encore, he still got up so early. And there she was, utterly spent and sore all over.