"Nothing," Barry said. He smiled down at her. "I'll take you to another room. The kids are taking up the whole bed. There's no space for you." Barry jerked his head in the direction of the children.
"A-another room?" Mary blinked awake, startled at his reply. She became aware of his arms around her. "You can put me down, I can walk on my own..."
"No, it’s okay. I want to hold you. I’ll put you down when we get to the room next door."
'Another room? The room next door? What?1
Mary's thoughts repeated themselves. When the implication finally dawned on her, she was bright red.
"You—you rascal! What are you thinking?" Barry grinned at her, a mischievous twinkle in his eyes.
"What do you mean? What are you thinking?" Mary's face burned. "I... I'm not thinking about anything! Don't —don't get me wrong!" she said quickly.
"Actually, Mary," Barry said. He stopped and looked at her. "I was actually thinking..." "Hmm?" Mary gazed back at him and blinked. "You... What are you trying to say?"
"Mary, you know what I mean, don't you?" Barry 's voice had dropped several octaves, laced with desire.
He lowered his head suddenly and kissed her.
Mary's mind went blank. Dazed, she gently pushed Barry away with her hand.
"Mary..." Barry pulled away, dragging his lips against her neck and earlobe. "I want you. Is that delusional of me?"
Another searing kiss swallowed the rest of her reply. Barry's mouth was moving insistently against hers, and she found it hard to break away. "Let go... Barry, don't..." she mumbled on his lips.
Barry's arms stayed wrapped around her frame, despite her weak protests.
"Click."
He shut the bedroom door behind him and moved to bring Mary out of the suite. By the entrance, however, there was a faint sound of someone trying the knob.
"Bang!" The suite's door swung open and slammed against the wall. Two people from the inside stared at the other two people from the outside, all sharing the same stunned expression.
Caged in Barry's embrace, red lips shiny and swollen, Mary looked at the men standing on the other side of the door. She felt her throat dry up. "William..." she croaked. "William? Lucas? What are you doing here?"
Barry had stopped abruptly and raised his head, facing the others. His eyes were still dark with lust.
Mary felt like a married woman caught having an affair. She scrambled out of Barry's arms in a panic.
William's tall figure almost blocked the entire door. He sensed Mary's discomfort, as well as Barry's hunger. Blue veins bulged from the back of his clenched fist.
"Barry Gu, you piece of shit!"
William strode over and quickly closed the gap between them, landing a punch to Barry's stomach. Barry stumbled back, caught off guard by the assault.
"What's going on here? Mr. Lan, you told me you were just looking for someone!" Lucas had tricked the hotel manager into leading them to Barry's room. He wasn't expecting this to be the outcome. "Gentlemen, please! Stop fighting! Stop it!" William couldn't hear the manager over the anger pounding in his head. He continued to march over to Barry, looking like he was ready to swallow the other man alive.
Barry regained his senses quickly. When William was close enough, Barry swung his arm and socked him in the jaw.
His night's plans had been ruined by the man opposite him, so what better way was there to vent his anger? It felt so good to land a punch!
"William Lan! I wanted to beat you up a long time ago," Barry said coldly.
"You think I didn't want to do the same to you?" spat William. "What were you doing to Mary just now? How dare you!"
"Isn't that obvious?" Barry smirked, "It's exactly what you think it is!"
"Bastard!" William roared. The two men lunged at each other, becoming a blur of flying fists.
"Oh, my God! Stop it!" Mary watched them in horror. "Please, stop fighting! Are you crazy? This is too much already, stop it!"
Lucas had been frozen by the doorway. He only came back to his senses when he heard Mary's cries. "Damn it! That's enough, cool it already!"
He stepped toward them to intervene but was instantly sent flying to the ground with a thud. The two men paid him no mind and continued brawling.
"Lucas! Are you okay? Come here." Mary hurried to help him up.
"Ah, it hurts!" "Why are you just standing there?" Lucas yelled at the manager. "Do something! Drag them away from each other! We'll each take one, come on!"
"Yes, sir!" the manager replied panic-stricken. He and Lucas walked up to the fight, each struggling to hold back a man.
"Lucas, let go of me!" William howled. "I'm going to beat this bastard up!"
"There isn't a clear winner of this fight just yet!" Barry blustered. "William Lan, if anyone here is a bastard, it'd be you!"
They both tried to escape the other men's grasps, inching forward as they trash-talked one another.
"Shut up! What are you two doing? Can't you talk to each other calmly?" Mary stood between the two parties. She rubbed her temples, trying to get rid of her splitting headache. "Can you please be quiet for a minute? Calm down!"
"Mary, this man wants to do something bad to you!" William pointed an accusing finger at Barry. "If I don’t beat him up—"
"Quiet!" Mary glared at him. "You’re the one barging in uninvited in the middle of the night. You're the one who wants to do something bad to us!"
"I..." William gaped at her, unable to defend himself.
"Mary, look—"
Barry began to talk but was cut off by another outburst from Mary.
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