"It's so hot... I'm burning up... This is unbearable..."
Emma's soft, involuntary moans snapped the last thread of Liam's restraint. His remaining reason was nearly gone. He leaned down, trembling with desire, treating her like the most precious treasure in the world, and pressed a cautious kiss onto the cherry blossom lips he had dreamed of for years.
So soft. So warm.
Her lips were intoxicatingly sweet, driving him wild.
God only knew how much control it took for Liam not to take things further. He finally forced himself to pull away from her soft, addictive mouth. But at that moment, Emma's arms wrapped around his neck and pulled him back down.
"I'm so hot..."
She pressed her cheek against his, as if he were a block of ice that could cool her fever. She refused to let him go.
What man could remain unmoved when the woman he loved was like this? Only a saint. And Liam was no saint. He couldn't resist Emma in her current state.
Just as Emma was losing all control under the drug's influence, and Liam's reason was about to shatter completely, a powerful force suddenly grabbed him from behind and threw him aside.
Liam steadied himself quickly, the heat in his eyes fading slightly. He saw Daniel's furious face, dark as a storm cloud, ready to destroy everything.
"Liam, you dare to touch my wife? Do you have a death wish?"
Daniel stepped forward and scooped Emma up, her skirt flaring. His eyes were murderous.
"Daniel, Emma was never yours. You can't make her happy."
The moment the words left Liam's mouth, Daniel's fist connected with his face. Blood immediately trickled from the corner of his mouth. Before he could even react, Daniel was on him, using the most brutal fighting techniques he knew. Within moments, Liam was backed against the wall, gasping in pain. He spat blood to the side.
When he looked up again, all warmth had vanished from his eyes. He stared at Daniel like a venomous snake.
Then he lunged forward, engaging Daniel in a fight.
This time, he used every trick he knew, managing to hold his own against Daniel, who had always been the stronger fighter.
But Liam was exhausted, and Daniel was in a blind rage. Every move Daniel made was aimed at a致命 spot. Soon, Liam was on the defensive.
Finally, Christopher, who had rushed over, managed to stop them.
"Sir, you'll kill him."
"Get out of my way. I don't want him leaving this room alive."
Daniel's eyes were bloodshot and dangerous.
"But sir, your wife... she doesn't look well."
Christopher's words finally got through. Daniel stopped and turned angrily toward the bed, ready to confront the woman who had dared to cheat on him. But what he saw made him freeze.
Her clothes were disheveled, her eyes were closed, and tears seemed to be seeping from beneath her lashes. Her cheeks were flushed an unnatural red, her lips moved as if whispering something, and her expression was one of pure agony.
"You drugged her, you bastard."
Daniel landed another heavy blow to Liam's stomach.
"I didn't do it."
As Liam spoke, Daniel grabbed his coat, covered Emma with it, and carried her out of the room.
Liam tried to follow, but Christopher blocked his path.
"Mr. Clark, I suggest you leave now."
Christopher's voice was cold. Liam's eyes burned with fury, but there was nothing he could do.
Daniel didn't bother with the driver. He drove himself, racing back to their apartment at breakneck speed.
The drug was taking full effect now. Emma grew more and more restless. She opened her eyes groggily and reached out, her hand fumbling its way into Daniel's shirt.
When her burning hand touched his hard, muscular chest, she let out a sigh of relief.
"So cool... so nice..."
Her voice was like a siren's call, constantly testing Daniel's limits.
He reached down and grabbed her wandering hand, his voice hoarse with suppressed desire.
"Just wait until we get home. I'll deal with you then."
He drove even faster, nearly doubling his speed. The traffic police didn't even have time to flag him down before his car had disappeared from sight. Identifying the license plate was impossible.
Finally home. Ignoring the pain in his shoulder, Daniel picked Emma up and carried her into the apartment.
Emma felt confused. It was as if she had been thrown onto a soft cloud. Before she could figure out how to escape, a dark shadow loomed over her. She opened her eyes, trying to identify the person in front of her, but the waves of heat coursing through her body made her moan aloud.
Daniel's eyes were a tangle of burning desire and hesitation. He didn't know how she would react if he took her tonight.
After a long internal struggle, he picked her up from the bed and carried her into the bathtub. Cold water poured down, the alternating heat and cold making her miserable. Her tear-filled eyes looked up at him pitifully, and she couldn't help but cry.
"Wah... Daniel, you jerk! You're bullying me! It hurts so much... I feel so bad..."
Emma tore at her clothes, revealing her sexy bra. Daniel felt like he was suffocating. A fire ignited in his lower abdomen.
He stepped into the tub and cupped her face in his hands, forcing her to look at him.
"Tell me, who am I?"
"Daniel... Daniel, you're a bad guy! I hate you!"
Emma was sobbing now, the heat inside her threatening to burn her alive.
But Daniel smiled. He turned off the tap and lifted her out of the tub.
"Emma, whether you regret it or not, tonight, I'm going to make you mine."
He peeled off his wet shirt and covered her soft body with his, whispering his domineering decision in her ear.
What followed was an intense entanglement. Emma felt as if she were surrounded by a vast ocean, waves crashing over her. She couldn't resist, only passively surrender. In the midst of her pleasure, a sharp pain shot through her, nearly splitting her in two. She cried out in pain, feeling utterly wronged.
Cool, thin lips gently kissed her face. His voice was like a spell, echoing in her ears.
"Darling, it won't hurt in a moment."
She was gradually soothed by the tenderness in his voice. But the next moment, the waves crashed even harder, and she was finally submerged in the sea.
It felt like an eternity before she was finally swept up to the clouds, completely drained of all her strength.
Cover your face, feeling shy... In other words, how will Emma react when she wakes up tomorrow? And... will she be pregnant?