"Do you even have a heart?"
Zuo Xingyun's grip tightened, causing Xiang Wan acute pain.
She didn't dare to struggle forcefully, "Let go, you're hurting me!"
Zuo Xingyun did release her, but the next second, she was enveloped in his embrace, his lips immediately pressing against hers.
Xiang Wan was momentarily dazed, her fear overshadowed by his frenzy. She temporarily forgot the terror of being trapped in the elevator, enduring his possessive kiss laden with strong hints of venting.
After an indistinct amount of time, the elevator lights came on, resuming operation.
Just before the elevator doors opened, Xiang Wan finally pushed Zuo Xingyun away.
Two security guards at the door looked panicked, "President Yun, President Xiang, are you alright?"
Xiang Wan's cheeks were flushed as she faced the wall, straightening her disheveled clothes. Zuo Xingyun, however, quickly regained his composure, "What happened?"
