Dylan Lee raised his hand, cupping her face: "Lyra, whatever you want, I can give you - love, protection, a lifetime together as a couple. I can do it all. Do you know that I have been waiting for you all these years, keeping myself clean and never having too much contact with any other woman, because I only want you."
Lyra could not bear to listen to his nonsense anymore.
She turned her face away.
Dylan Lee grabbed her chin, forcing her to look at him: "Look at me when I'm talking."
Because of Lyra's defiance, Dylan Lee's grip grew heavier and heavier, causing her pain. Yet, she clenched her teeth tightly, refusing to utter a sound even if it killed her.
"Lyra, your stubbornness will get you hurt," he stared at her face when she was full of disgust. He wished that he could pull out the rebelliousness from her body and make her obedient and submissive forever and always stay by his side. How great that would be.
"And you would hurt me, wouldn't you?" Lyra asked coldly.
