NovelEnglishDon't Touch My Woman Mitchel, clad in a sharp suit, exuded elegance and nobility even when he spoke harsh words.
Raegan's face drained of color, and her body trembled.
However, Mitchel seemed indifferent to her reaction.
His gaze shifted to Henley with a hint of mockery.
"Should I congratulate you for being her boyfriend? You seem quite skilled at being the other man.
It’s as if this isn't the first time you've wrecked other people's marriages.” His words dripped with jealousy.
Nonetheless, Henley seemed unfazed.
Raegan, on the other hand, had reached her limit and burst out in anger.
"Mitchel, when will you stop this absurd talk?" Mitchel arched an eyebrow and retorted, "What did I say that's not true? Or have
you forgotten the specifics already?" Raegan was at a loss for words.
She knew that if she denied his accusations, this mischievous man would elaborate on the details.
Watching the bickering between Raegan and Mitchel, a strange sensation washed over Henley.
Mitchel appeared calm on the outside.
However, as a man, Henley sensed something else and could tell that Mitchel was enraged.
Mitchel didn't even bother hiding it.
Henley raised his eyebrows and held Raegan’s hand.
The softness of her touch briefly stirred his heart.
He had always kept his distance from women.
He would rather solve his needs by himself.
Under the influence of his mother, he looked down on all women and repulsed them.
However, Raegan changed his perspective.
He no longer felt the strong aversion he once had.
At this moment, he firmly grasped her hand and smiled at Mitchel.
"Mr.
Dixon, Raegan is now my girlfriend.
I'll take good care of her.
] don't care about her past.
But there's something! should thank you for." Henley then paused for a brief moment, and the smile on his face seemed to
widen.
“Thank you for letting her go, giving me the chance to get close to her." Mitchel's expression darkened, his anger unmistakable.
If it weren't for the fear of upsetting Raegan, he might have attacked Henley right then and there, regardless of the
consequences.
Henley's grip on Raegan was unyielding.
Raegan looked up at Henley and was greeted with a warm, affectionate smile.
To anyone watching, it seemed as if they were exchanging amorous glances.
Actually, Raegan was taken aback.
Henley's acting was impressive.
The warmth and affection in his smile appeared genuine.
However, she was not comfortable with Henley provoking Mitchel.
She knew all too well how dangerous it was to infuriate Mitchel.
When Henley's grip loosened, she seized the opportunity to pull her hand away and urged, "Let's go.” As Raegan withdrew her
hand, Henley’s expression dimmed slightly.
When he was about to follow her, Mitchel intervened.
Mitchel grabbed Henley by the collar and lifted him slightly off the ground.
Mitchel’s eyes turned icy, and he said with emphasis, "Unfortunately, I never let anyone touch what's mine.” When Raegan
turned around, she saw Mitchel grab Henley by the collar and was about to hit him.
"Mitchel!" she called out to him, but he seemed deaf to her voice.
Instead, his aura grew even colder.
In a desperate move, Raegan opened her mouth and sank her teeth into Mitchel's arm.
Unfortunately, her effort was in vain.
Mitchel’s suit proved too tough, and she only ended up hurting her own teeth.
Mitchel froze, and the coldness that enveloped him intensified.
Raegan had bitten him, all to protect another man.
In an instant, his anger flared.
With his eyes burning with rage, he demanded, "Let go of me!” Raegan, unable to speak at the moment, glared at him with a
clear message: release Henley first.
She couldn't just stand by and watch Mitchel unjustly beat someone up.
At last, Mitchel released his grip on Henley.
But then, he scooped up Raegan, slid his arm under her legs, and hoisted her onto his shoulder.
Then, the large bouquet of roses from Raegan’s grip fell discarded on the ground and petals splayed out in disarray.Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏm
With an icy expression, Mitchel stepped over the flowers, crushing the petals beneath his feet.
The roses, once beautiful, were now damaged.
Their crushed petals release their essence onto the floor.
Henley's eyes grew cold.
Just as he was about to go after them, Matteo intervened.
Henley's facade of gentleness vanished.
He took off his glasses and, suddenly, launched a powerful punch at Matteo.
Although caught off guard for a second, Matteo returned the punch.
Soon after, the two began to grapple fiercely.
Meanwhile, Mitchel paid no mind to the chaos behind him and carried Raegan to the car.
As he carried Raegan, she desperately pounded on his back.
She did not even bother to care about her image as she shouted at the top of her lungs.
“Mitchel Dixon, put me down!" But Mitchel paid no heed to her protests.
He opened the car door and, with a heavy thud, threw her onto the back seat.
Thankfully, the car seat was upholstered in genuine leather, cushioning her fall and reducing the pain of the impact.
Dazed, Raegan instinctively crawled toward the car door.
But just as she reached the door lock, her ankle was suddenly seized and yanked backward.
Mitchel climbed into the car, grabbed her foot, and pulled her into his embrace.
With a definitive "click," the car door locked.
Furious, Raegan grabbed his collar and delivered a resounding slap to his face.
"Mitchel, are you crazy? Let me go!” Mitchel leaned in and tried to restrain her flailing hands.
But Raegan defensively clutched her clothes close and shifted her body as far away from him as she could.
Mitchel's expression turned darker in response.
He then lifted the hand that was holding her ankle, making her straddle his legs.
Her thighs pressed against his slender waist, and she found herself kneeling on the car seat, trapped in his embrace.
Raegan was wedged between the front seat and Mitchel’s chest with no room to move.
In her nervousness, her lips brushed against his Adam's apple, a place that was completely off-limits.
Overwhelmed by fear, Raegan's breathing became erratic.
She tried to lean back to create some distance, but this only resulted in her getting closer to his lower body.
All of a sudden, Raegan's face flushed.
This jerk...
That area...
Scared and angry, she blurted out the only thing that came to mind, "You have no shame!" Mitchel's breathing was uneven.
And when he spoke, his voice was slightly hoarse.
winced under the sharp pain of the bite, and her body felt as if it were on fire.
Her humiliating position only fueled her anger further.
She desperately wanted to slap him, but he firmly held her hands.
At this moment, fear and fury threatened to overwhelm her.
"You're quiet now.
It's my turn to settle the score with you,” Mitchel whispered in her ear.
Raegan shot him a glare.
"What score do I have with you?” With a grim expression, Mitchel grabbed her chin and forced her to look at him.
"Who said you could say yes to him?" Raegan's eyes flickered with a myriad of emotions.
She didn't feel the need to explain her actions to him.
So, she chose to provoke him, hoping he would release her.
"He and | are both single.
Why can't I say yes?” "I don't allow it.
Break up with him immediately.” "Why should I listen to you? We have nothing to do with each other..." Mitchel's hands, defined
by strong knuckles, clenched tightly, and he argued through gritted teeth, "We just slept together.
How can you say we have nothing to do with each other?” Raegan winced slightly from the pain from his grip.
Infuriated, she provoked him further.
"Mr.
Dixon, are you that naive? Does a one-night stand count as a relationship? If anything, it should be called bed partners.” "Bed
partners?" Mitchel repeated.
His dark eyes locked onto hers, and he sneered, "So, you're not gonna break up with him?" "It's none of your business.” Raegan
defiantly turned her head away.
In truth, she was tense because of how close they were.
Just then, a faint noise came from outside the car.
Raegan looked up to see Henley and Matteo near the car.
Henley was trying to get closer while Matteo was holding him back.
Thankfully, the car windows were tinted, preventing anyone outside from seeing the inside..
The thought of being seen in such a position made Raegan feel like she'd never be able to face anyone again.
At this moment, she faced Mitchel and demanded, "Let me go now." Mitchel, too, saw the two men outside.
He leaned in closer to Raegan, and his lips curled into a slight smirk.
“Are you scared?" Before Raegan could respond, he suddenly bent down and bit her neck with deliberate force.
His hot breath, coupled with the sensation of his lips and teeth, made Raegan tremble.
Mitchel wasn't biting hard, but he was sucking and lightly licking the area.
His tongue left a scorching, feverish trail.
Raegan's skin prickled with goosebumps, and her eyes reddened in anger.
In retaliation, she bit down on his neck.
She didn't suck and instead delivered a merciless revenge.
Mitchel groaned in response and was even more excited.
Then, he responded more fiercely on Raegan's neck.
The wet feeling from Raegan's neck seemed to resonate throughout her entire body.
"Hmm..." Overwhelmed, Raegan pushed Mitchel away with all her might and pressed her elbow against his chest.
Mitchel let go of Raegan and brushed his fingers on his neck, which was wet and sticky with blood.
She had bit him so hard that blood oozed out.
Mitchel looked at her with narrowed eyes.
Then, with a deliberate and sensual motion, he smeared the blood from his neck onto her lips.
"If you don't break up with Henley, expect more moments like this.
You'd better get used to it,” he warned, his voice low.
Raegan, whose lips were stained with his blood, was appalled.
Her expression shifted, and she exclaimed in disgust, "You pervert!” She raised her hand to slap him, but Mitchel was quicker.
He caught her hand mid-air and then secured her other hand as well, pinning both above her head against the car window.
"Yes, I'm a pervert,” Mitchel admitted with asly smile.
"Now, let's do something kinky and give those outside a show." As soon as he said these words, the car jolted.
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