He leaned in closer to her, the corners of his mouth gently lifting.
Eva Miller turned her head in anger, refusing to look at him.
"Little Chili, I think you've surely forgotten the taste of that night at the hotel, right?" The night Luke Land mentioned was the time in the United States when Eva lost herself to him.
"But I can never forget your 'depravity' that night." He lightly hooked his lips, as if savoring something.
"Enough, stop talking!" She shut her eyes tightly, just the thought that she had once been intimate with Luke made her heart feel blocked with chaos.
"So, you like a more rough approach, huh? That night, you kept telling me 'harder'..." Luke intentionally spoke ambiguous words beside her ear, making Eva wish she could die.
"Luke Land, do you know why I acted like that that night?" she sneered, "I thought the one in bed with me was Brother Johnson, if I knew it was you, I'd..."
Before she could finish speaking, she was silenced by Luke's vengeful kiss.
