Take Control of Yourself, Please novel (Anna and Liam) novel Chapter 24

Liam got out of bed naked. Shocked, Anna shrieked and quickly squatted down again, covering her eyes with her hands.

He gazed at her petite bare body. Blood rushed downward to a particular organ of his.

"Last night, I... I drank too much. I can't remember what happened... How could you take advantage of me ... You bastard..."

Anna's eyes felt warm. Her eyes, which were as clear a s spring water, were suddenly hidden behind a cloud o f mist.

"Take advantage of you? Bastard?” Liam scoffed.

"I didn't mean for last night to happen! I... I drank too much...” Anna choked as she protested.

Seeing this, Liam's heart softened. He did not have the heart to tell her the truth. Last night, if he had not helped her, if he had not been her antidote, she might have been swallowed whole by her own raging flames.

"You're a shameless and despicable bastard!” Anna scowled. Her heart ached terribly.

Liam's expression gradually turned cold. "Anna Hamilton, was I too gentle with you?”

No one had ever spoken to him in such a tone before, and no one had ever dared to call him such degrading

names!

'What a presumptuous woman!’

Liam suddenly pulled Anna up from the floor and forcefully dragged her into the bathroom. He turned o n the shower. "You need to reflect on your actions!"

Having said that, Liam turned away and left, slamming the bathroom door behind him.

Anna sat under the pillars of warm water that rained down on her. She was stuck in a daze for quite a while.

The warm shower washed away the soreness in her body. Soon, she was relieved of pain and her mind gradually cleared up.

'That last glass of wine at the party last night...'

Anna abruptly remembered the odd look in her stepmother's eyes and her sister’s unexpected kind offer to help her to her room...

'Could it be?’

Dismayed, Anna did not want to think about it anymore.

Even though Chloe betrayed her by seducing her fiance, and although her stepmother had always been two-faced, Anna still saw them as family. She was sure that no matter how much friction there was between them, the mother-daughter duo would not resort to such foul methods.

She leaned against the cold bathroom wall, hugging herself tight.

The shower was warm, yet Anna felt bitterly cold.

Suddenly, a tiny gap opened up in the bathroom door. A white towel was tossed in, followed by a bossy and irritated grunt.

"What's taking you so long? You're gonna catch a cold!"

The bathroom door was shut tight again. Through the frosted glass window, Anna saw the bulky figure of the man leaving.

Anna gazed at the white towel. An unexpected feeling of warmth welled up in her heart.

She turned off the shower and wrapped the towel tightly around her body. The coldness in her heart gradually faded away. As her mood improved, her lips subconsciously began to curl upward.

She came out of the bathroom and saw that Liam had changed into a pair of light gray loungewear. He stood in front of the massive floor-to-ceiling window, smoking a cigarette.

The morning light penetrated the windows and landed on his chiseled, handsome face. It softened the edges of his angular features, making him appear more approachable, and perhaps even amiable.

He exhaled a cloud of white smoke that hid away his charming face. Anna suddenly felt as if she was dreaming again. The man could not be real.

An urge to touch him overcame her. She lifted her fingers, wanting to make sure the man before her was not an illusion.

'Did something really happen between us?' she wondered.

He was a man of impressive status—one who sat on a throne high above the entire upper-class society. He was also her fiance's uncle...

Anna could not bring herself to believe that all these were true. Perhaps it was all just a dream.

Anna mumbled softly under her breath, "Aren’t you supposed to be gay?”

Liam turned to look at her. She quickly looked down a s if she had just been caught peeping. She was at a loss as to what to do.