Originally, a few photos and a phone weren’t a big deal!
But the series of conflicts between the two over the phone escalated matters, giving undue importance to the phone and photos, as if lives were at stake.
"Maya, you’re quite disobedient." Liam’s right hand tightly circled her waist,
At this mont, their actions were even more ambiguous than Maya clinging to him.
Tattered dress, disheveled hair, fair skin, a ghostly face, and panic-stricken eyes—that was enough to make the study extrely ambiguous.
She said, "You were the one who provoked first."
"You bit , and now you’re playing with ? What should be your punishnt?" His voice was incredibly alluring, making Maya go limp against him like a boneless snake.
She asked, "What do you want to do?"
"I find you quite annoying right now, what should I do?" He held her so tightly, as if he wanted to squeeze her waist until it broke.
"You’re hurting ," she shifted the topic.
anwhile, his left hand slid from her shoulder to her chest, trying to grab the hidden phone. But she held on tight, refusing to let go. He teasingly rubbed her skin, she took a deep breath, turned her head, and bit his arm, seemingly telling him, "Hands off."
The man, after being bitten, casually squeezed her forcefully as a punishnt, since he wasn’t the one suffering.
"Hmm..." Her small mouth biting his arm protested.
He said, "Let go, give the phone."
He was still close to her ear, feeling her face ward by the tension. At this mont, the two were testing their patience, seeing who could endure more, who could be more shaless.
Ultimately, Maya capitulated, she let go.
Liam glanced at the saliva on his arm, showing disdain, withdrew his left hand, and wiped it on her dress.
He then opened his large hand in front of her, asking, "Phone?"
Maya saw his relentless approach, her face soured, wishing she could just chop off his hand.
She angrily cursed, "Hooligan."
"You tempted , the phone?"
Listening to him ntion the phone repeatedly, she turned her head, glared at him, leaned forward, and ramd her head hard against his chest.
Maya used considerable force, almost exerting all her might, causing the man to take a deep breath, and in response, he tightened his grip on her waist, making her cry out in pain.
She ramd him a few more tis.
Eventually, he simply leaned his head on her right shoulder, using his chin to pin her body, restricting her movent, but his chin wasn’t enough to control her upper body. She still ramd him several tis, leaving him sowhat helpless.
Liam looked at the girl in his arms, wanting to laugh, amused by her stubbornness, but he held back. To prevent her from continuing to ram into him, he simply bit her neck.
"Ow..." She cried out in pain again.
Listening to her cries, he stopped biting forcefully and extended his hand in front of her again, continuing to demand the phone.
"Let go, and I’ll give you the phone." Obviously, she was lying again, and he wasn’t fooled by it.
The biting Liam seed enchanted, enjoying the feeling; her petite fra nestled in his arms, her refreshing scent, smooth skin made him gently close his eyes, feeling relaxed.
He then encircled his hand, initially held out to her, around her slender waist, both hands tightly wrapped around her waist,
While Liam was absorbed in kissing her, Maya secretly took out the phone from her chest, intending to delete the photos. But the man wasn’t off guard, as soon as she released her grip, his right hand leapt to grab her, yet he was a step too late, and she hid it again.
He lifted his right hand, tilted her chin up to face him, and asked, "Maya, what are you plotting against ?"
"I just want to find out the truth about my mom’s death, and not be bullied." Her big eyes were incredibly innocent, yet he always sensed an underlying sche.
Watching her lips move, he was enchanted, inching closer, nearly touching her lips, saying, "You have a sche?"
"Yeah! I want to get Liam’s protection." She could sense his flirtatious aura.
Hearing her openness, he felt like taking a bite.
Indeed, he did, seemingly as a punishnt.
She panicked, hastily explaining, "I didn’t plan anything bad."
For a mont, Maya was flustered, her hands incessantly pounding his arm, trying to break free.
As Maya pounded Liam, the phone fell to the ground with a "snap."
Liam, hearing the phone drop, quickly released Maya, pushed her aside, and bent down to pick up the phone.
At this mont, Maya realized she’d been deceived. This guy actually used such underhand tactics to distract her; how despicable.
Liam picked up the phone, his lips curled slightly, showing a contemptuous smile, as if saying, "You’re too naive to play against !"
Maya was furious, angry at herself for losing her composure, angry for being trapped by him,
Thinking that neither coaxing nor force worked, and after he’d kissed her, she was unwilling to surrender. She imdiately rushed at him, jumped up, wrapped her legs around his waist, and clung tightly to his neck,
Liam, enduring her moves, tried to push her away dismissively, but Maya held his face, lowered her head to kiss his lips, since it wasn’t the first ti, she wasn’t bothered.
Afterward, she pulled out her phone from her dress pocket, snapping a selfie with him.
When Liam tried to push her, she kicked him hard at his rear and thigh, showing no rcy, driving him nearly insane.
In the end, he had no choice but to hold her, pinning her against the wall, forcefully dragging her small face away from his, furrowed his brows, asking, "What do you want?"
Hearing his question, Maya first took a couple of selfies of the two, then said, "I’ll tell Grandpa that you tried to ss with while others weren’t around."
"Fine, send it to Grandpa now." He said, unapologetically kissing her again, giving her the chance to take more photos.
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