When his burning heat wafted to Emma, she was so nervous she couldn't breathe. Unconsciously, she raised both hands to block his chest.
Her heartbeat picked up as though her heart could burst in the next second.
As they were so close to each other, the strong smell of blood on his body, mixing with the heat from him, attacked her nostrils at once, making her head blank, her heart sinking.
Beads of cold sweat slid down her forehead. Instinctively, she gulped.
Emma carefully lifted her head. From some beams of moonlight wandering into this room, she saw the man's sexy Adam's apple slightly sliding up and down.
F*ck, he wasn't going to do it for real, was he?
This thought made her shudder, and she felt cold all over.
Emma suppressed the panic in her heart and struggled subconsciously. She muttered, "Oh, mister, you're not gentle at all. I don't want to do business with you. What's so great about yours?"
She could feel the strong killing intend exuding from him.
Involuntarily, her body shrank, her palms clammy. She only prayed that he would be kind and let her go.
"It's too late!"
The man chuckled softly. His mellow voice was like the cello, moving people's hearts. But inexplicably, it made her shiver, and the chill began to spread from the soles of her feet to her whole body.
She struggled to resist with all her strength, but she was trapped in his arms and couldn't move at all.
Emma's eyes became misty. She clutched his collar. The strong sense of humiliation attacked her, making her shiver.
At this moment, she was really panicked. Fear and shock appeared at the depths of her eyes. Her palms were so sweaty, and she bit her lips to suppress the tremor.
"Don't!"
The man sounded relaxed as he chuckled in her ear.
"Why are you so nervous? Didn't you just look forward to it?"
D*mn it!
Emma really wanted to cuss, but her face paled as she was actually really nervous. Even if the other party didn't do anything substantial, she still couldn't recover from the embarrassment!
This sense of humiliation wasn't weaker than when she was drugged and lost virginity in her previous life.
"Moan."
The man grabbed her neck and threatened coldly. The footsteps outside the door were getting closer and closer.
Emma bit her lower lip and refused to cooperate.
"Hey, cooperate with me if you don't want to die!"
Emma didn't want to die, especially for no reason like this!
She had no choice but to cooperate with him.
Her soft moan seemed to have a magical power that could enchant people. The man heaved a sigh of relief when she finally cooperated.
"Very well, keep moaning..."
At the moment the door was kicked open, Emma's whole body trembled.
Soon, the lights were turned on, and the two of them froze at the same time. Panic-stricken, she looked up at the persons barging in, her eyes full of confusion.
She looked like she didn't expect that someone would break in suddenly. Screaming as she should, she put her arms around the man's head and hid her face on the cook of his neck to avoid the others' sight.
Her heart almost raised to her throat at this moment! The fluttering eyelashes had long betrayed her pretense of calmness.
But Emma knew that she couldn't panic!
The more dangerous the situation was, the more careful she must be.
Otherwise, both of them couldn't escape from death.
"Babe...'
The man called out in a husky voice, as if he was suppressing a great pain.
This scene was so realistic that it was hard to make people misinterpret it.
Oh, crap! These two did have the mood! It wasn't even ten o'clock yet. What an unscrupulous couple!
The people who charged into the room gawked exaggeratedly, and their eyes were reluctant to move away from the scene.
"Get out. Don't disturb me!"
After ordering curtly, the man continued to enjoy the stunner in front of him.Emma was speechless.
D*mn it! What a pervert!
"You little sh*t, dare say it again..." One of the men who wore a floral shirt was enraged. He was about to approach the entangling couple with a fruit knife in his hands.
Emma felt her heart come to her throat. If the other party noticed her worried face, she wouldn't be able to escape death.
"What do you mean, Paul? Do you want to make trouble in my place?"
At this moment, a slight teasing voice came from the door. Why was another wave of people coming in?!
When the hell would it end? If rumor about this was spread out, how could she live anymore...
Emma really wanted to cry. As if she was venting her anger, she bit the man's shoulder hard, and the man let out a muffled groan.
Immediately, she felt a twinge at her breast! The man didn't hesitate to counterattack her! An eye for an eye! Emma became well-behaved all of a sudden. What a d*mn villain!
"Mr. Arthur, Hank was harmed. My follower saw with his own eyes that the b*stard fled to your bar...
We're working as we're ordered...
The guy named Paul seemed to be afraid of the other man's snobbish attitude. After the other showed up with his men, Paul became much softer.
"For today's matter, I'm giving Mr. Wood face. I don't want to argue with you. Go away!"
The man being addressed as Mr. Arthur leaned lazily against the door frame. A smile hung on his beautiful, thin lips, but the murderous aura from a group of bouncers in black suits behind him was flooding the place, almost suffocating people.
Paul still wanted to say something, but another man tugged at him and shook his head. His brother's implication was obvious.
Louis Arthur wasn't someone they could provoke. Before he got angry, they should withdraw subtly.
"Sorry to disturb you, Mr. Arthur." Holding back his unwillingness, Paul left with his men. Louis took a meaningful look at the man atop Emma. With an unknown smile on his face, he left the room and even kindly closed the door behind him.
"Hey mister, they are all gone. Can you get up now?"
Emma said through her gritted teeth.
The man let out a muffled laugh and slowly raised his head.
In an instant, it seemed everything around him was blurred.
This was an astonishingly fine-looking man with upturned eyes whose outer corners slightly raised. He even got a mole by the corner of his eye, but it didn't make him look feminine.
He got a straight bridge of nose, and the corners of his thin lips curved up slightly, giving him a villain but handsome touch. Emma could see the majestic aura from his sharp brows. In short, he was as stunning as a wonderful painting.
It's him?!
Seeing the man's face clearly, Emma bitterly and inwardly complained her destiny!
Simon Arthur!
People called him Dee-Lo behind his back, as the nickname sounded like Devil Lord!
All the people in Country H were afraid of him. He was the powerful man that held the economic artery in his hands. It wasn't exaggerating to say that he was powerful enough to conquer the world.
Anyone who mentioned the name of Simon Arthur would instinctively feel fear and deep respect from the bottom of his heart.
So, did Simon just shoot someone dead?!
Emma shuddered involuntarily.
How could she be so unlucky to provoke this devil!
"Yeah? Do you know me?" Simon lifted Emma's chin with his slender finger, asking calmly.
He was somewhat interested in this tiny woman in front of him.
Her long jet-black hair set off her fair skin, and her thick, curl eyelashes looked like two small brushes.