Sang Luo's fingers recoiled as if burned. 'It's not good to walk in on something so embarrassing.' She took a step back, just about to turn and leave—
The door opened.
The man yanked her into the study, the heavy door shutting tight behind them. It was locked from the inside, ensuring no one could open it again.
The faint scent lingering in the room made Sang Luo's face flush with embarrassment.
Si Ye pinned her against the wall, his deep voice impossibly husky. "You're already here. Still thinking of leaving?"
He reached out and caressed her face. "I've been waiting for you for so long."
His palm was damp and slightly viscous, sticking strands of her hair to her face. Sang Luo's eyes widened in alarm. Just as she was about to say something, the pad of his finger slipped between her lips, stuffing all her words back down her throat.
Sang Luo's expression changed. 'I want to gag.'
