In her drowsiness, she seemed to clearly see who the man raging on top of her was. For a moment, she thought to herself, forget it, there's no need to resist any longer.
This was inevitable, she knew in her heart, even if he didn't touch her now, he would eventually.
Yet her limbs still struggled, her hands pressed against Steven Balance's chest, trying hard to push him away.
If Steven managed to get his way, then certainly Liam Summer wouldn't let her off easily either, and from then on, she'd be caught between two men beneath them—this was something she couldn't accept, so she'd resist for as long as she could.
Intoxicated, Steven ignored Aldana Candi's feeble resistance. With a wave of his hand, he seized her wrists and easily pinned them behind her, lifted her chin with one hand, and gazed down at her face with his dark eyes.
Aldana's face was somewhat pale, only her lips were kissed so red, like a plum blooming in the snow, enticingly.
