Honey You Are My Lucky Star (Callen and Chelsea) novel Chapter 87

The soft bed gives me a few bounces.

Callen looks down at me and says with a smile, "I've heard that when a woman says no, she probably means yes."

"That doesn't apply to me," I say sarcastically.

His smile disappears in an instant, but it soon returns. "We'll see."

"Callen, you could lose everything you have. Won't you regret it?" I ask with a smile.

I want to see what on earth he is thinking.

I honestly don't believe he would do anything to me at the cost of ruining his future.

But I forgot one thing: his connections...

Callen laughs. "You're still as simple as before. Did you forget I'm Maisy's husband? She's gonna help me no matter what."

He lifts my chin, but I shake his hand off. Looking at him, I speak coldly, "You're really disgusting."

"It doesn't matter. All I care about is getting what I want."

Then he throws his coat on the ground, and begins to untie the buttons.

He moves slowly and looks at me with a smile on his lips, as if he enjoys watching me struggle.

I think of a TV show. The bad guy on it likes to take his time when committing crimes, watch his victims freak out. Callen looks exactly like him right now.

I clench my fists and the sheet so tightly, staring at him.

He seems to find my reaction unsatisfactory and reaches out to pull me toward him. "Why can't you be a coquette?"

"What?"

"You're always like a corpse in bed. No matter how I flirt with you, you just don't respond. I wonder what Harrison sees in you."

There's a disdainful smile on his face. When he mentions Harrison, I can clearly sense the bitterness and anger in his tone.

I can't answer his question, because I don't think Harrison's into me. If he's asking me why Harrison slept with me, then I don't know the answer.

I speak in a deep voice, "Let go of me."

"What if I say no?" He smiles proudly.

I hate it when he does that. There's a knife at my bedside. My bedroom is dark, so he doesn't see it.

I sneer at him. Worst-case scenario, me and him go down together. Therefore, I'm not scared at all. I quickly grab the knife and say, "Again. Let me go."