Bruce's dark orbs stared right into the depth of her eyes, looking as though he wanted to see right through her.
"Do you know what I want to do?"
Evily shook her head lightly, and her eyes glinted faintly. With a forced smile, she said, "How would I know?
Bruce's finger caressed her chin as he chuckled. "Tell me, what do I want?"
"Wa-Wait...I am...."
In a hurry to change the subject, her lips were sealed by the man.
His lips felt cool and gentle.
Her body trembled slightly as she pressed her palms into his shoulders. Her body tensed and stiffened.
His lips caressed hers gently, as his tongue traced the shape of her beautiful lips continuously.
Evily could smell the man's distinct refreshing scent. Her heart relaxed suddenly along with her tensed body.
Exerting some force, the tip of his tongue pried her teeth open and slowly circled the walls of her mouth. His technique was skilled and superb as he attacked her relentlessly.
Evily's head started to heat up. She raised her head to accept his increasingly overbearing kiss, Her tongue attempted to reciprocate shyly.
The kiss increased in intensity especially when the woman's body in his embrace had softened. She even began to respond to him shyly.
The woman's influence on him had reached an unbelievable level.
He wanted to be close to her all the time. He wanted to kiss and hug her.
Women were addictive, and even more dangerous than alcohol. His kisses were intense. Every time she was out of breath, he would allow air to enter her mouth and prolong the kiss. He slowly let go of her when Evily clutched his shirt tightly. She was panting and her face was flushed. Her lips were red and swollen from his ravaging, Her eyes were misty with a beautiful glow.
Her heart was racing madly. Her brain had gone blank either from insufficient oxygen or the intense passion.
His low and alluring voice sounded in Evily's ears, "Do you know how much I miss you?"
Evily just pushed him and settled in her seat. At that moment her phone rang.
She quickly covered her screen and answered the call.
"Jamie!"
"Where are you?" Jamie's excited voice came over the phone.
After talking for a while Evily glanced at Bruce.
"Well...I will manage from that intersection. Please stop the car."
Her eyes were looking everywhere except his sharp gaze.
"It's Jamie. She wants to have dinner with me." Evily said slowly.
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Meanwhile, Amelia started venting her anger by smashing everything in her sight after she reached home. The servants stayed out of her sight as they were terrified.
Amelia was upset about what had happened in the shopping mall. She gained some popularity in the entertainment industry. Everyone in the City treated her politely.
But Bruce refused to even glance at her. That was fine. The problem was he recognized that whore Evily instead of her. How could she swallow that in?
Her looks, figure and popularity were a thousand times better than Evily's. Evily was just a small video editor in a small company. How could she get Bruce to know her?
The more Amelia pondered about it, the more upset she got. She smashed everything in the living room before running back to her room, sweeping everything on her table to the floor. "Ah! Evily you whore!"
Evily snapped out of her daze and immediately burst into tears. "Mom!" She sobbed and rushed into Yuvonne's arms.
"What are you doing?" A sharp voice cut off Amelia's cries.
When Amelia spotted the old woman, her face drained of colour. She looked at Yuvonne for help, but Yuvonne merely frowned and demanded, "Amelia, what are you doing? Did someone bully you?"
"Can you vent your anger this way even if you were bullied outside? You were the one who smashed all the stuff downstairs, right?" Nancy snapped.
Nancy knew her granddaughter well. Although she put up a front in public, she was a different person back home. Amelia could trick others with her acting, but it wasn't enough to trick her.
"Mom..." Yvonne was was displeased. "Amelia's still young. She was bullied out there, but as parents, we're criticizing her instead of being concerned about her. Won't this make her more upset?"
"Amelia was bullied? She's a celebrity. Of course, everyone will treat her nicely. Who dares bully her? Look, she's a spoilt brat because of you." Nancy shook her head in resignation when he saw how Yuvonne defended her daughter.
She was utterly disappointed at her reaction. "If only you could defend Eve when she got into trouble… Forget it. She's your daughter. Teach her well!"
Nancy walked away. Amelia clenched her fists and grumbled angrily, "Grandma's so partial. I'm also her granddaughter. That whore Eve—"
"Was it about Eve?"
Yvonne pulled Amelia into her room and closed the door before glaring at her. "What happened? Didn't I tell you to hold back your temper? You can't vent your anger at home like that, especially during this crucial period."
Amelia was upset at Yuvonne's reaction. She had married into the Swann family for decades but her husband never showed her any affection. Her daughter received the same treatment too.