Belinda was in misery. Her father had set her up on another blind date. If she didn't get herself married soon, her father wouldn't let her off easily.
"Miss Belinda, what do you like to do for fun?" Her date was obviously taken with her. No surprise, since she was a great beauty. He stared at her constantly, like he was trying to take it all in.
"Go to work, come back home, normal life. Nothing special." Belinda answered him coldly. It was a short, clipped answer. She was bored and distracted, and didn't care if he knew it.
"Oh. Then you must be a quiet person." He continued the talk enthusiastically, not even the least bit troubled by her cold apathy.
"I -- a quiet person, who told you that?" She was never a quiet person. She's quiet now because the blind date was boring. She wondered what Duke was doing right now. Shit! Shit! Why on earth would she think of that horrible man? Could it be that she finally got used to being bossed around by him?
"Didn't you say that? Staying home except to go to work, isn't that a quiet person?" The man frowned. 'What's wrong with her? She's gorgeous, and yet still goes on blind dates.'
Belinda rested her head in her hand and sighed. Rotten luck! Why was the man so stubborn?
"Can you explain what you are doing here, Belinda!" The voice was so cold, and so familiar. Her heart jumped in her chest. Duke!
"D… Duke, you… Why are you here?" Belinda stared at Duke, trembling in shock, and finally she managed to spit out a few words. This was the real rotten luck. "What on earth are you doing here?" Glaring at her pale face, Duke felt anger surge within him. She forgot everything he said and went on another blind date. They were apart for just a few days and now she was ready for another man's embrace?
"Duke, it... It's not what you think." she finally blurted out. Belinda was at a complete loss. Why should she explain to him? She wasn't accountable to him in any way, except that he thought she was.
"Not what I think? It seems you know pretty well what I think? How about you tell me, what I am going to do next?" Duke said, with a dark, playful sneer on his face, and his eyes were icy cold. If it weren't for the business meal he'd agreed to, he would never have known what she was up to. Did she think he was joking?
Belinda looked at him, terrified. She didn't want to think about the meaning behind his words. He couldn't be serious.
"Mister, may I ask…." The poor guy didn't have a chance to finish the sentence. Duke glared at him icily.
"Leave. Now." Duke glanced at him briefly, deciding that this man was not worth the time or the energy.
"Why should I?" He was clearly outclassed by Duke, but he still stood up for himself and his date.
"Because -- she is mine!" Duke declared arrogantly, reaching out and pulling Belinda back into his embrace.
"Let go of me, Duke! I'm yours? Since when?" Belinda struggled, trying to free herself. Damn, she was so busted. She needed a good excuse to avoid the third degree from her father later on.
"Not mine? "Remind me. What part of your body haven't I seen?" Duke said in a sinister, vicious voice. Denial? He had many ways to make her admit it.
"You're shameless! Duke!" Belinda was getting really irritated, her bright face red with anger. Who did he think he was, coming here to harass her! And why did she have to do what he said?
"Shameless? You have no idea how shameless I can be. Well, you want a taste now?" Duke said through gritted teeth, his eyes still fastened on her. Even in this situation, she was braver than he thought; Or, she was just too foolish to realize how much danger she was in.
"I have no idea what you are talking about." Refusing to surrender, she raised one arm to keep his hands away from her chin.
"No idea? I'll be glad to put some ideas into your head -- soon." He clutched her slender arm and strode off without hesitation, ignoring the crowd that was now watching with interest.
"Miss Belinda, Miss Belinda, What's going on?" It took a while for her blind date to regain his voice. He caught Belinda's other hand.
Let go! And don't make me tell you again. Duke glanced at her hand, now in the other man's. He was disgusted and impatient. He Fix his dark icy eyes on the man, who was trying to take Belinda from him. This man needed to know his place.
Duke didn't do interviews, so only few people knew he was the Head of Leng Group,a successful enterprise. He had made outstanding achievements in a short time after he assumed the post.
The man let go of Belinda's hand reluctantly. He wasn't about to pick a fight with this imposing figure. Besides that, Duke didn't seem to be an ordinary man.
Belinda's eyes were filled with anger. Why did he always drive her to this point? And why she always cave to his wishes? Why couldn't she do what she wanted?
All Duke wanted was to pin Belinda on the bed and teach her a hard lesson. He would make it clear that he meant what he said. Duke couldn't think about anything else.