"Maya, stop overthinking. Look at me." Maya played dead, so Liam lost interest and stopped kissing her. Instead, he cupped her face, making her look into his eyes.
Listening to the man's command, Maya slowly lifted her eyelids and looked at him blankly, saying, "If you like my body, just take it."
This time, she completely gave up, without any hope or resistance.
Liam looked at her indifferent attitude, her disregard, and felt inexplicably stifled in his chest. He wanted to ask, what more he needed to do for her to see him and for him to have even a small piece of her heart.
He took a deep breath, cupping her small face, and angrily looked at her lifeless expression, hoping she would give him some reaction.
However, seeing his angry eyes, Maya gently lifted her small hand, removed his large hand from her face, and said indifferently, "Don't want me anymore? Haha, Third Young Master still being polite, what a surprise."
