Charlotte Thompson’s eyes widened, her red lips slightly ajar, and the faint scent of rose dew emanating from her brought some tranquility to Justin Battleson’s chaotic heart.
"What does it matter to Mr. Battleson what I do?"
Charlotte raised an eyebrow and spoke provocatively. Her eyes, clear and bright like a fawn’s, seemed to be filled with stars beneath the light.
"Charlotte." Justin softly called her name, then chuckled lightly, the sound resonating like a pebble dropped into Charlotte’s heart.
"What?" Charlotte instinctively turned her face away, looking elsewhere with some unease. Her small hand kept trying to break free from Justin’s grip.
The next second, Justin forcefully turned Charlotte’s face back and planted a dominant kiss on her lips.
Charlotte’s eyes flew open in shock, forgetting to breathe, entirely engulfed by Justin’s presence as if she was wrapped in him.
Justin tried to pry open Charlotte’s teeth, the scent of the rose dew slowly melting him, like morning dew bathed in warm sunlight.
Charlotte gave Justin a hefty slap. Justin’s face turned to the side, visibly reddening.
Charlotte’s heart trembled, and she subconsciously hid her trembling hand behind her back.
Justin rubbed the slapped part of his face and chuckled without holding himself back.
Charlotte had tears in her eyes, her lips swollen, inducing a sense of compassion in Justin’s heart.
"You’re utterly shameless."
Charlotte quickly turned around and started furiously rinsing her mouth with water. But no matter how thoroughly she rinsed, the mint freshness of Justin was still lingering in her mouth.
"Immoral?" said Justin in an extremely light voice, yet carrying an undertone of authority.
Just as Justin was about to say something, he was interrupted by a voice behind him. It was Adam Ross.
Justin looked at Adam with an impatient expression. However, he found Adam standing at the door with a smile, his tall and handsome figure exuding an aura of sheer elegance.
"Did not mean to interrupt." Adam said, his voice held no apology but instead contained a certain playful undertone.
Charlotte was irritated and didn’t want to deal with these two men any longer.
Justin’s kiss still left her feeling rattled. Now that it’s over, the only feeling left was fatigue.
"I have some matters to attend to." Charlotte said in a low voice, instinctively wanting to escape from the place. ɴᴇᴡ ɴᴏᴠᴇʟ ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀs ᴀʀᴇ ᴘᴜʙʟɪsʜᴇᴅ ᴏɴ ⓝovelFire.net
Her wrist was grabbed, and when Charlotte looked down, to her surprise, both Adam Ross and Justin Battleson each held one of her wrists.
Charlotte’s eyebrows knitted tightly, sensing trouble.
"Miss Thompson, I have something to discuss. Do you have time?"
Adam was the first to speak, neither humble nor arrogant, effectively making an invitation while keeping her in control.
"Adam, we were here first. We’re not done talking."
Justin didn’t fall for his game, his low voice indicating his insistence on keeping Charlotte by his side.
"So it’s a matter of who came first? Then again, people should ascertain what’s urgent. I believe my business is more important than yours. How about this?"
Adam paused momentarily, then shifted his gaze onto Charlotte and suggested playfully.
"Why don’t we let Miss Thompson decide who she wants to leave with?"
Charlotte thought for a moment. If she continued to linger with Justin, it probably wouldn’t end well for her. She didn’t have the strength to continue dealing with this man, so she spoke directly.