"Joshua Sulliven--I hate you..."
"They say hate is a form of love, I don't mind if you hate me more..."
"So, you want me to love you?"
Keira's counter-question left Joshua momentarily bewildered, feeling lost for a moment.
Love?
Did he want that woman to love him?
Shaking his head, Joshua took it as a joke, and became even more enthusiastic.
Keira tightly clung to his back, her refined fingernails leaving a trail of red marks, but he seemed to have inexhaustible strength, refusing to let her go no matter how much she begged for mercy.
Half an hour later, Keira was on the verge of collapse, this man obviously tormenting her on purpose, he was a complete rascal...
"Sob... Joshua Sulliven, I was wrong, I admit my mistake... I really know I was wrong, I will never dare again!"
Seeing her cry like a sad cat, he gently wiped away one of her tears, lightly pecked at her swollen little mouth: "Since you know you were wrong, can we talk about what part of me is worth your disgust?"
