Elena pursed her lips as she stared into Michael’s intense and cold eyes.
“I’m not interested in being one of your many women. If you must have Ava, then I won’t stop you.”
Since Ava liked him so much, she probably would not hurt him even though she was a malicious person. He seemed to think that her advice was superfluous and one given out of jealousy, so there was nothing else that she could say anyway.
“Since everything is well and dandy, I’ll just head back to the university.” Then she turned to leave.
However, the door slammed shut before she could open it fully. Michael’s large palm pressed against the door to keep it closed.
Elena turned her head to meet his icy gaze. “Eldest Young Master Williams, is there anything else you wanted?”
“Did you say that deliberately to make me angry?” Michael narrowed his eyes as he tilted his chin with his long fingers.
Elena knitted her eyebrows. Even though he did not apply enough strength to hurt her, she did not like feeling as if she was subdued.
“Eldest Young Master Williams, I don’t understand what you mean?”
Must she willingly accept him acknowledging Ava as his godsister?
“Do you mind Ava’s presence?” he asked, but he knew he would not be able to explain it to her.
Grandmother did not want to expose her relationship with Ava; he would have to keep it a secret. However, Ava was not his woman. Did she really not know that if he had other women? Did she not know, or did she not want to believe him?
“Why would I mind? You can choose any woman you want since our relationship is just a contract anyway. It’s fake!”
“Elena!”
“Did I say something wrong? Didn’t you, Eldest Young Master Williams, said that we would part ways after two years?”
She did not know why she had to anger him, but she could not make nice with him at that moment! He had made Ava his godsister! What else could she say? That woman was her enemy. Both of them would never coexist peacefully in the same space! Michael remained silent. He felt as if each word that the woman had uttered made his blood boil!
Suddenly, he pulled her into his arms and bowed his head to kiss her on her thin lips. He thought that she would not be able to make him angry if she could not speak.
Elena did not expect that they would kiss so affectionately when they had been arguing just moments before that. Did men really think with their lower extremities?
“Let me go!” She shoved him away as she did not want him so close to herself.
Her action irritated Michael; why did she have to be so unreasonable? Then he carried him in his arms and walked toward the large office desk.
“Michael, what are you doing?” She was all too familiar with the blaze in his eyes.
It was dark, deep, and full of desire to conquer. They were in his study, so what did he want to do?
“Let me go! Michael, don’t touch me! Don’t touch me!”
“If I’m not allowed to touch you, then who could?” He was angry as he pinned her down onto the desk and started to unbutton her clothes. Elena kicked at him violently. Then he clasped her ankles tightly and lifted them in the air.
“Let me go!” What an awkward posture!
Fortunately, she did not wear a skirt that day. Otherwise, she would be all exposed.
“Michael, you can’t treat me like this. Let go!”
“I am your fiancé!” If he could not do that, then who could? Luacs?
“That is a fake identity!” Elena growled loudly as she pushed his large palms away from herself!
“You know that our relationship is bogus, so why are you doing this? I am not one of your women. I do not want to be your woman!”
He already had Ava in his yard, so why should she stay? Did he think that he could play with all the women in the world because he was rich and powerful?
Michael did not want to talk to her anymore. There was nothing that she could say to make him feel better or comfortable.
“When you come to my place, you must listen to me. You can’t refuse me!”
“Let me go!” She felt as if her dignity was tarnished.
She was not sure when she had her hand on his face, but it looked like her sharp nails had scratched across his cheeks. All she wanted to do was to push him away; she would never hurt him. By the time she realized what she had done, there were already a few bright red marks on his face, and blood seeped from those wounds. Elena was stunned when she saw four red, blood-stained lines on the face that was so perfect that women would go crazy over it
His eyes immediately became cold. He was like an angered beast; a dangerous flame glinted in his eyes as the temperature in the room dropped. Elena shivered and shrank back subconsciously. His large palm fell onto her shoulder to yank her closer.
“No… argh!”
She hit him frantically with her fists; she shoved him, and she cried, but her actions were useless. The cloth on her body was like paper in his hand; it was torn into pieces in a split moment. Eventually, she could no longer resist. She shut her eyes and let him tossed her around like a rag doll. She had no resources or value to negotiate anything with him. He never needed to care what others think about what he wanted to do. He also had the power to have any woman with him without any explanation for her. She would not even have the right to question him.
Tears trickled down the corners of her eyes, but she was not crying, nor did she feel like she needed to cry. She just felt bad, and the tears came even when she did not want them to.
Michael looked down at his lip prints on her cheeks. He was shocked to taste her tears and despair. Did she really hate him to such an extent? Did she despise him that much that she would not allow him to touch her? He thought that they could finally see some progress in their relationship.
The girl in front of him could laugh so casually with other people and get along well with everyone else, but she was not willing to get close to him. He had such a strong desire to be with her, but it was dampened the moment he tasted her tears on his lips. She had stopped her struggles against him, so he decided to loosen his grip on her. He stood up and looked at her disheveled appearance with his usual cold expression. He never wanted to see her cry, but when he saw her look of despair, he could not stop the harsh words from escaping his lips.
“You make me want to puke.”
“Really?” Elena opened her eyes and glared at him. “It looks like Eldest Young Master Williams has to force himself upon a woman who would make him puke. Can’t get any other women to be with you?”
“Do you really think that I can’t make it without you?”
“Am I wrong?” Elena jeered.
“Otherwise, why are you so anxious every time?”
It did not sound like a joke when she mocked him! Who did she think Eldest Young Master Williams was? Would he stand idly by when a woman teased him so? At that moment, the coldness in his heart was similar to the icy words from the lips that mocked him.
He reached toward his laptop and snapped it shut. Then he looked away from her as if she was nothing but garbage. Michael buttoned his shirt as his face returned to his usually calm and solemn state. One could not even detect a hint of impulse or savagery on him. Then he glared at the unruly girl who still laid on his desk.
He continued to stare at her, but there was no warmth in his eyes, nor his lips when he roared, “Get out!”