"What exactly do you want?" Summer Ford felt extremely embarrassed and tried to pull her leg out, but after several attempts, she was unsuccessful.
Unable to struggle free, she simply stopped struggling. "Doesn't this confinement feel meaningless to you?"
"Oh? Then what do you think would be meaningful?" he asked leisurely, releasing his grip on her hand.
Summer Ford stared at him for two seconds. Under Ethan Laurent's slightly paused gaze, her body suddenly leaned towards him. Her small hands pressed against his, and her soft lips leaned towards his face...
A kiss like a dragonfly touching the water, not deep at all, just stopped there. Yet it made Ethan Laurent noticeably stiffen, his lips tingling as if touched by electricity.
Summer Ford cautiously glanced at him, the corner of her eye glancing at the belt of his robe, her small hand slowly sliding down his chest.
Ethan Laurent's gaze darkened.
Summer Ford redirected her gaze. Taking advantage of his moment of distraction, she quickly pulled open the belt of his robe, intending to swiftly tie him up with her weight on his hands. However, just as she was about to make the knot, she failed.
The belt was pulled taut by him...
It wasn't that she wasn't fast enough, but he was too agile!
Summer Ford reflexively wanted to run off the bed, but before she could turn around, the man behind her leapt on her like a swift pouncing leopard.
"A woman who doesn't know her limits has to pay the price!"
Accompanied by his low and deep warning, Summer Ford only saw a blur before her eyes. Before she could react, her body was pushed back a few steps, and her head hit the thick carpet...
A long night.
Summer Ford was in so much pain that she could hardly breathe.
When she woke up again, it was already broad daylight.
The room was a mess, with both of their clothes scattered everywhere, the sheets ravaged into disarray, and traces of last night lingering all around.
The man beside her seemed to still be in a deep sleep, his eyes closed.
Every cell in Summer Ford's body seemed to be in pain, her bones felt like they had been taken apart and reassembled, even moving hurt.
Bastard!
Cursing the man beside her fiercely in her heart, she picked up the clothes from the floor and dressed herself. She didn't leave immediately.
She didn't know if Ronan Ford had already left the place.
Last night, she had luckily escaped the claws once, but if she stepped out of here, she might not be as lucky!
After considering for a moment, Summer Ford decided to stay and wait for the man on the bed to wake up and leave together.
She didn't know Ethan Laurent's identity, but since neither Ronan Ford nor the waiter dared to barge in, it proved that Ethan must have a considerable background!
She was just so lacking in backbone; although she wished she could kill him last night, today she had to rely on him to leave.
Having or not having backbone was a small matter compared to her lost dignity. At this point, she had no other choice.
As long as she could use him to leave here, she would find her own way to avoid Ronan, the scumbag, if she encountered him again.
As for this man in front of her, she had already given him her body last night. If hanging out with him led to further loss, she would just consider it as being bitten a few more times by a dog.
Thinking about this, Summer Ford turned and went to the bathroom, filled the bathtub with water, added some essential oil, and gave herself a hot bath.
Hot water was a great way to relieve soreness. Immersing herself completely, for the first time since last night, she allowed herself to relax.