With a loud bang, the door slammed shut. Ye Chen had reached his limit. He spun around, pinned Cheng Anya against the door, grabbed the back of her head, and kissed her hard.
His handsome face was flushed with a frightening red, heating up the air around them until it felt like it might ignite.
His kiss was wild and beast-like, scaring Cheng Anya.
"Mm… wait… mmph, you bastard… let go!"
"Oh? Now you're playing hard to get?" Ye Chen's eyes were a deep, dangerous shade of red, filled with menace. He gripped her chin with a devilish smile. "You lit this fire—now you better put it out."
o(╯□╰)o!
Damn it, can't he say something new for once? Cheng Anya cringed a little. Why is it always about fire in these dramas? Fire this, fire that—burn already, you bastard!
She swallowed nervously. Honestly, she was a little scared now—what the hell was happening to her? Her body was getting hotter, her cheeks redder, and when she looked at Ye Chen, there was a hungry gleam in her eyes, practically glowing green with desire.
She wanted to kiss him… to touch him...
Damn it!
What the hell had Lin Li made her drink?
The unfamiliar sensations left Cheng Anya dazed and unfocused. She'd already had some alcohol, and now there was definitely something else in her system. The fact she was even still on her feet was a miracle.
"You've been drugged?" Ye Chen finally realized something was wrong. No wonder her body felt so hot earlier—he'd thought it was just…
Her flushed face, sultry eyes—she looked like a walking temptation straight out of a fantasy. No man could resist that kind of allure.
"Dammit, you came to a place like this alone and didn't even notice you were drugged?"
His fury boiled over. Usually cold and controlled, Ye Chen now looked like he could explode. The thought that someone else might've come across her like this—someone else might've touched her—was enough to drive him insane.
That someone else might've seen her in this seductive state?
He wanted to kill.
No—not someone else. Kill her.
Cheng Anya's mouth was dry, and she instinctively ran her tongue across her lips. To Ye Chen, it was pure seduction. Absolute temptation.
With a wicked smirk, he tilted her chin up and traced his fingers over her soft, red lips. His breath brushed against her ear, sending shivers through her entire body.
Damn it, this man was a damn siren. Why did he have to look this good? She could feel herself falling—fast.