Of all the outrageous things Matthew had heard over the years, these were probably the most daring. If it was someone else who said it, they would have already become a member of Hell. So, she's really being fearless because she knows that I fancy her, Matthew reckoned.
Narrowing his dark eyes, he shot daggers at her with his eyes. "Veronica Murphy!"
"Why are you shouting my name? Matthew Kings, I’m telling you. Even you calling my name is an insult to me. You'd better—uh!"
While she was still lashing out at him brazenly, the man sealed her lips with a kiss mid-sentence.
Her head rested on the dashboard of the motorbike, and her eyes were wide in disbelief. "Uh... Get away..."
As she was kissed against her will, a fire of fury ignited and burned brightly in her heart, and she felt that she had been taken a huge advantage of, despite the fact that a familiar scent of masculinity drifted through her nostrils when his cool lips touched hers.
It was a very familiar scent, as though it was there in her dreams every day, and it inexplicably subsided the fury in her heart greatly.
But... what the hell? How is it possible that I'm so familiar with Matthew's scent? she thought. Has this jerk been taking advantage of me everyday while I was asleep? Otherwise, why is his scent so natural for me?
The fury which had subsided rushed through her again, and she struggled to reach out her hand and slap him in anger. However, the man already expected her to strike him, and he released his grip on the handlebar to grab her wrist instead. Getting up, he glanced at her with his icy eyes. "What now? You've grown a liking for
slapping me?"
"That's because you're shameless-ouch!”
Stopping, she hissed in pain. She had just started berating him again when he suddenly lowered his head and covered her soft lips with his sexy lips, biting her while she was unguarded.
Instantly, blood flowed from her lips and she tasted it on her tongue.
"It hurts! Matthew King, are you a dog? Why did you bite me?"
Overwhelmed with anger, she shoved him and lifted her leg to kick him in the face, but his reaction was quick. Leaning back, he dodged her attack effortlessly.
However, the kick was merely a farce because her real aim was to go around him. After hopping off the bike, she dashed off without looking back, running away in panic as though there was a vicious dog chasing her.
Straightening himself, Matthew pursed his lips and smirked as he fixed his eyes on Veronica, who had run far away.
"Ha!" From the bottom of his heart, he chuckled and shook his head helplessly before accelerating and leaving.
Since she was still mad at him, he didn't want to make the situation even more sour.
But... the one who's flaunting around is her! he thought.
Previously, there was no way he could accept it when a woman was being unreasonable, but now, he felt that Veronica was different from the rest, adding some spices to his otherwise peaceful life.
After running a few feet, Veronica saw Matthew riding off on the motorbike, and she stopped running.
Beep, beep, beep!
She had only walked a little when a car stopped next to her. Seated in the passenger seat, Thomas rolled down the window and said, "Miss Murphy, get in the car. We'll take you back."
"Sure!" As long as it's not Matthew's car, anybody else's car will do. "Mr. Ritter, you're a nice guy," she said while she opened the car door and got in.
"Thanks for the compliment, Miss Murphy," he answered. It's not that I'm a nice guy, but it's a direct order from Boss. Otherwise, we can't just abandon her in this wilderness.
About an hour later, they reached the city, and Veronica returned to Twilight Condominium. In the living room, while she was standing in the corridor and changing shoes, she saw that the shoes Matthew was wearing yesterday had already been set aside.
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