Chapter 17: Stop That Lying Little Mouth!
As soon as her words fell, her lips were sealed by someone else’s. The man forcefully pried open her lips, extracting the sweetness from her mouth…
Enna Clark’s tongue tip went numb from being sucked, desperately struggling.
Baron Lawrence initially wanted just to shut her lying little mouth, but he got aroused by her pushing and struggling, almost couldn’t hold back and take her right there.
Luckily he restrained himself, pinning the struggling woman’s hands above her head and pressing his abdomen against her kicking legs. He warned her word by word, “Ever heard of Beware of Your Bosom Buddies? If you move again, I swear I won’t care about your period anymore!”
The struggling person instantly froze.
Baron Lawrence knew that she would behave when threatened, but when he actually saw her obey, it felt as if there was a fire in his chest with nowhere to release!
Was he some kind of insatiable beast?
Countless women lined up to get in his bed, yet she just lay there stiffly, too scared to move. What did that mean?
His mood immediately worsened. He stood up, knocked over a chair, and reached to pull the person on the bed up. “Get up, follow me.”
Enna Clark was roughly pulled up, stumbled and asked, “Where to?”
“Stop asking so many questions, just follow me!” He was visibly impatient.
Without a second thought, Enna shook off his hand and refused, “I’m not going. ”
Baron Lawrence stopped in his tracks, turned around, his eyes locked onto her face, and rage simmered beneath his gaze. “Enna Clark, do I look easy to talk
Enna Clark pursed her lips tightly.
Baron Lawrence grabbed her left wrist again and pulled her forward. “You better keep your mouth shut and follow me obediently. Otherwise, I can make you homeless in minutes.”
“I’ve bought the house you’re living in, so now I’m the owner of this suite. Understand?”
“You bought this place?” Enna Clark was shocked and blurted out, “That’s impossible!”
“Also, didn’t you want to stay in the drama crew? Now the biggest investor in that play is me. Enna Clark, if you’re smart, you should try to please me instead of provoking me.”
Work, living situation… Enna Clark felt as if she was caught in an inescapable net.
What was he trying to achieve by doing all this?
Just to revenge her for leaving without a word five years ago?
It couldn’t be, right?
Didn’t he despise her five years ago? Didn ‘t he keep her by his side as a shield to escape from blind dates?
Because she was obedient and didn’t meddle in his affairs, nor cause a fuss no matter how many scandalous relationships he had outside, he’d kept her as a qualified girlfriend. Why was he suddenly so persistent now, as if she indeed owed him?
Could it be that Baron Lawrence…
“Follow me.” The man’s large hand grabbed her and unceremoniously dragged her outside.
Enna Clark’s wrist ached, which instantly threw the absurd thought from her mind.
It must have been her overthinking.
How could a man like Baron Lawrence possibly fall for her? He just couldn’t swallow his pride and wanted to take revenge. She just needed to endure, let him vent his anger, and that should be it..