As soon as the words left his mouth, Mason Bennett’s eyes darkened, and he suddenly turned the steering wheel, bringing the car to a screeching halt on the roadside.
If it weren’t for the seatbelt, Bella Green would have flown out immediately.
"Mason Bennett, are you crazy?"
Bella Green shouted angrily, her trembling hands weakly fumbling to unbuckle the seatbelt, ready to get out of the car.
Before her hand could reach the door handle, she was forcefully pulled back.
Caught off guard, Bella Green was thrown against Mason Bennett’s chest.
Bella Green struggled with a face full of anger, but the man’s large hands were like pincers, unyielding no matter how much she wrestled.
The expression of rejection and resistance on the young woman’s face only fueled the fire of Mason Bennett’s anger.
He suddenly pinned her down on the seat and then leaned over, pressing against her.
The man tilted her chin up, his voice as cold as the frost of a harsh winter, enough to make one’s teeth chatter.
"When your brother can’t control you, then tell me, what authority can manage you, hmm?"
In the cramped space of the car, they were so close, she could clearly feel his hot breath on her cheeks.
Yet those eyes, they were icy...
Bella Green looked at the man’s face, then suddenly smiled: "Of course, it’s my girlfriend, my wife, it will never be you!"
These words were like provoking an irritable lion to bare its fangs, murderous intent rising...
The temperature inside the car seemed to plummet to freezing point under the man’s overwhelming fury.
Bella Green felt the very air thinning in her nostrils.
"Girlfriend?" The man’s eyes narrowed dangerously, his voice low and exceedingly... dangerous.
This little brat, still thinking about a girlfriend?
Bella Green looked at the man’s face, unable to meet those penetrating eyes without a hitch in her breath.
Just as she was about to turn her head away, her chin was gripped forcefully, making her meet his gaze...
And the emotion in the man’s eyes gradually turned into something she couldn’t comprehend, something fervent.
"Who said that heterosexual relationships are just for reproduction and same-sex is true love?"
Bella Green’s face instantly flushed red. She opened her mouth but couldn’t utter a word.
Damn, did she dig a pit for herself to jump into?
"Men, well, they need to pass on the family line," Bella Green stammered, her mind in a daze, forgetting her anger.
"You have a brother. Carrying on the family line doesn’t need you," the man said nonchalantly.
This brought Bella Green close to tears, glaring at him in anger: "So, are you going to find me a man?"
Are you going to find me a man?
This sentence made Mason Bennett freeze slightly, and most of his anger dissipated, listening to her soft and sweet voice say such words.
There was an indescribable feeling.
Mason Bennett looked at the beautiful, youthful face beneath him, and inexplicably felt a restless heat he could hardly bear.
He did know that in the circle, there were some who liked keeping boys, indulging in the more taboo.
He must admit, with her looks, there would indeed be no shortage of men interested.
He had always disdained such matters, yet facing the young girl before him, he found himself with a parched throat.
If the other party was him, would it not be so... unacceptable?
This thought flashed through his mind, startling Mason Bennett to sudden clarity as he sprang away from her as if on springs, sitting back down.
What was he just thinking!?
"Fasten your seatbelt," he ordered coldly.
Then, seemingly realizing his tone was a bit off, he softened his voice with a mix of compromise.
"If you’re curious, act in a film for fun, then go obediently back to school, no more fooling around!"