Daisy Grant was trapped by Aidan Sutherland, her whole body trembling, resisting Aidan's advance, but Aidan was domineeringly determined not to let her go, his thin lips aggressively plundering her chest!
"Aidan, get a grip! Don't do this!" Daisy struggled but could not break free from Aidan's restraint, her voice hoarse with fear and helplessness.
Aidan pressed Daisy against the wall, his hands restlessly roaming over her body. With every inch his hand moved, Daisy's panic increased, her lips turning pale.
"Aidan—let go!—Aidan!"
Daisy's voice was hoarse and filled with panic, her eyes reddened from the futile struggle.
Suddenly, a powerful force yanked her free from Aidan's grasp, a cold, icy aura surrounding her.
A familiar scent reached her nose, and Daisy's already teary eyes grew even more sour, nearly overflowing with tears.
"Aidan, what are you doing?!" Dawn Sutherland's voice was icy, devoid of any warmth.
