Chapter 56 What Did You Do To Me?
Our eyes locked. His arm tightened around me so much that I couldn’t breathe. My hand
grew weak as i
pushed him, eventually resting gently on his waist. I felt him tense for a moment.
He tilted his head and locked his lips with mine. He kissed me passionately.
I felt as though I’d been electrified, too weak to resist. He held my head, deepening the
kiss.
I could hardly breathe as strange images of Matthew and Melanie’s intimate moments
played in my mind.
It fueled my desire for this thrill.
Alcohol, rage, and revenge probably drove my response. I pressed up against him, kissing
him
passionately in return. Gradually, those images faded, and I only wanted to prolong my
desire for him. My
mind went blank.
I
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtFinally, Atlas released me. I took a deep breath, not daring to look at him. I picked up the
wine, intending
to take another sip, but he swiftly took it away.
“You can’t drink anymore!” His voice turned stem.
I squinted my eyes. “Why do you care? I bought it with my money. Do you think I’m rich?”
I was drunk, so my tongue was stiff. I used to drink a lot, but now it makes me sad, bitter,
and numb.
“I want to toast to the past! I want a fresh start!” After shouting these words at the
rushing river, I giggled and collapsed into his arms.
“Stay conscious!” He insisted, lifting me into his arms. “I’ll help you.”
His words confused me. My brain had grown sluggish. I floated as though in a dream as
Atlas carried me.
My subconscious reminded me to avoid this man.
I woke up the next day.
My head pounded, and I rolled over, exhausted. I didn’t want to open my eyes, but I was
unbearably thirsty.
“Are you awake?” I heard a gentle voice say. Startled, I opened my eyes and anxiously
looked toward the
voice.
When I saw the chiseled face, I shrieked. I scrambled backward but was swiftly pulled
back. “You’re going to fall!”
I closed my eyes, my mind racing to figure out what had happened. How could it be him?
W–What had
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The sheets were comfortable, and I cautiously felt myself and groaned. When have I ever
slept naked?
“Are you scared now?” Atlas‘ voice contained a hint of playfulness and warmth.
“Atlas, y–you, we…” My words came out incoherent.
“Do you regret it?” His eyes were electric and fixed on me. They were even softer now.
He wore a loose bathrobe that hinted at his solid chest. I averted my eyes as I tried to
recall what happened last night. It frustrated me, as I didn’t want this. I didn’t want to be
like Matthew. My dignity was
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Atlas watched my expression and did not release his hold on me.
Feeling his intense gaze on me made me shiver. I then grew angry. “What did you do to
me?”
I
“What do you wish I’d done? A smirk curled on his lips. He was entirely different from the
Atlas I knew,
but I didn’t really know him.
As I swallowed dryly, I inwardly cursed. This Atlas was genuinely unpredictable. How did
he find me? How
did he know my whereabouts?
He let go of my arm and asked in a warm voice, “Do you want some water? You must be
thirsty.”
His smile seemed almost devilish.
What did he have to say it like that? It was natural for me to be thirsty.
We did nothing? Come on, who was he kidding? If he was telling the truth, why would I be
naked? I was
highly frustrated. I didn’t want this. There went my dignity!
Suddenly, the doorbell rang. I quickly hid under the covers.