Sneering, Summer slapped his hand away.
"Instead of being nosy here, you should have gotten lovey-dovey with your lover. Besides, I have nothing to do with you now. You have no right to interfere in my affairs, no matter who I want to seduce." Her voice reeked of sharp cynicism.
Mark quirked his eyebrows, his eyes flickering as he looked at her with a smile instead of anger. "It does not matter, but if you want to seduce Jazz, it will be another matter. My advice to you is to perish the thought."
Having not seen him for four years, he had become even more good-looking, mature, and bewitching, but a t the same time, more shameless.
"To give up or not, it is not up to you." She sneered provocatively.
Mark snorted a frosty smile as he stared at her. "Fine. We shall see."
The corners of Summer's eyes raised as she smiled and nodded. "So, can you leave now, Mr. Valentine? The last thing I want is to be called a mistress."
This little pink mouth of hers had become more and more eloquent. He wished he could tear it off.
He leaned over and pulled her into his arms all of a sudden. Their bodies had zero distance. The next second, he planted his lips on hers in fervent kisses.
She completely did not expect this. Immediately struggling with all her strength, she raised a hand and slapped him across his charming face.
He did not dodge, but let her slap him in the face. His lips looked sharp as he looked at her coldly, as if he would swallow her alive.
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