Like a conscientious prostitute, Emma smiled as though she wasn't aware of what was holding her. She turned around and pressed her soft body against the man's solid torso.
Shrouded in the dark, her slender fingers gently touched his chest, drawing circles.
She giggled as her petite hand slid down his chest, groping its way to his lean waist and muscular abdomen.
The man's body slightly stiffened, and in the next second, he pushed Emma away.
She had managed to escape death!
Before Emma could heave a sigh of relief, a flurry of footsteps sudden came from the door!
"D*mn it, make sure you got that b*stard! Search each room for me!"
Then came the sound of people kicking doors open.
Oh sh*t! At this moment, Emma even wanted to die!
"Ten grands!"
The man suddenly spoke. His voice was like the wind blowing over the ice, which was clear, but cold and ruthless. Before Emma could react, the man who should have rushed out for his life suddenly locked the door behind them.
The next second, he grabbed hold of her hands and threw her onto the sofa mercilessly.
Emma tried to refrain the pain, struggling to get up. But as soon as she moved, the man grasped her slender ankle and pulled her toward him.
She was dragged back uncontrollably. All of a sudden, the man's strange scent engulfed her. When his burning heat wafted to Emma, she was so nervous she couldn't breathe.
Unconsciously, she raised both hands to block his chest.
Her heartbeat picked up as though her heart could burst in the next second.
As they were so close to each ther, the strong smell of blood on his body, mixing with the heat from him, attacked her nostrils at once, making her head blank, her heart sinking.
Beads of cold sweat slid down her forehead. Instinctively, she gulped. Emma carefully lifted her head.
From some beams of moonlight wandering into this room, she saw the man's sexy Adam's apple slightly sliding up and down.
F*ck, he wasn't going to do it for real, was he?
This thought made her shudder, and she felt cold all over.
Emma suppressed the panic in her heart and struggled subconsciously. She muttered,
"Oh, mister, you're not gentle at all. I don't want to do business with you. What's so great about yours?"
She could feel the strong killing intend exuding from him. Involuntarily, her body shrank, her palms clammy. She only prayed that he would be kind and let her go.
"It's too late!"
The man chuckled softly. His mellow voice was like the cello, moving people's hearts. But inexplicably, it made her shiver, and the chill began to spread from the soles of her feet to her whole body.
She struggled to resist with all her strength, but she was trapped in his arms and couldn't move at all.
Emma's eyes became misty. She clutched his collar. The strong sense of humiliation attacked her, making her shiver.
At this moment, she was really panicked. Fear and shock appeared at the depths of her eyes. Her palms were so sweaty, and she bit her lips to suppress the tremor.
"Don't!"
The man sounded relaxed as he chuckled in her ear.
"Why are you so nervous? Didn't you just look forward to it?"
D*mn it! Emma really wanted to cuss, but her face paled as she was actually really nervous. Even if the other party didn't do anything substantial, she still couldn't recover from the embarrassment!
This sense of humiliation wasn't weaker than when she was drugged and lost virginity in her previous life.
"Moan."
The man grabbed her neck and threatened coldly.
The footsteps outside the door were getting closer and closer.
Emma bit her lower lip and refused to cooperate.
"Hey, cooperate with me if you don't want to die!"
Emma didn't want to die, especially for no reason like this!
She had no choice but to cooperate with him.
Her soft moan seemed to have a magical power that could enchant people. The man heaved a sigh of relief when she finally cooperated.
"Very well, keep moaning..."
At the moment the door was kicked open, Emma's whole body trembled.
Soon, the lights were turned on, and the two of them froze at the same time. Panic-stricken, she looked up at the persons barging in, her eyes full of confusion. She looked like she didn't expect that someone would break in suddenly. Screaming as she should, she put her arms around the man's head and hid her face on the cook of his neck to avoid the others' sight.
Her heart almost raised to her throat at this moment! The fluttering eyelashes had long betrayed her pretense of calmness.
But Emma knew that she couldn't panic!
The more dangerous the situation was, the more careful she must be. Otherwise, both of them couldn't escape from death.
"Babe..."
The man called out in a husky voice, as if he was suppressing a great pain.
This scene was so realistic that it was hard to make people misinterpret it.
Oh, crap! These two did have the mood! It wasn't even ten o'clock yet. What an unscrupulous couple!
The people who charged into the room gawked exaggeratedly, and their eyes were reluctant to move away from the scene.
"Get out. Don't disturb me!"
After ordering curtly, the man continued to enjoy the stunner in front of him.
Emma was speechless, D*mn it! What a pervert!
"You little sh*t, dare say it again..."
One of the men who wore a floral shirt was enraged. He was about to approach the entangling couple with a fruit knife in his hands.
Emma felt her heart come to her throat. If the other party noticed her worried face, she wouldn't be able to escape death.
"What do you mean, Paul? Do you want to make trouble in my place?"
At this moment, a slight teasing voice came from the door.
Why was another wave of people coming in?!
When the hell would it end? If rumor about this was spread out, how could she live anymore.