Chapter 1101 I Like You Very Much
Bert woke up with a start. His eyes were wide open, tinged with a crimson hue, evidence of the drugs coursing
through his veins. He kissed her forcefully, and the metallic taste of blood spread in their mouths, but it only fueled
his madness as if it provided him with more power.
Alivia was terrified, struggling desperately, but his iron-like body remained unmoved by her efforts.
With a sharp tearing sound, the fabric turned into shreds, and her thin chiffon shirt fell off instantly. He ripped off
her lace bra with rough movements, scraping her back, yet he seemed completely unaware of the pain he inflicted.
"No, stop!" Alivia watched him lower his head to kiss her forbidden place, a strange sensation engulfing her entire
body. Her toes curled slightly, her fair neck arching back in a stunning curve of fear and desire, her cries of distress
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But the man, crazed by desire, couldn't hear anything anymore; his mind and eyes were fixated on this "antidote"
before him.
The night seemed endless, with no sign of it coming to an end.
Alivia didn't know what this restlessness and peculiar feeling in her body meant. She was simply drawn into it, step
by step, walking into the abyss of insatiable desire.
She even closed her eyes, and her mind was filled with every scene of their encounters and growing familiarity.
"Do you like Mr. Harper?"
Involuntarily, Lucas's childish voice rang in her ears.
More than ten minutes ago, she was not sure of the answer, but at this moment, she was determined.
She liked Bert very much, so much that it was beyond her imagination.
If she didn't like him, why would she not feel humiliated facing this treatment despite knowing that something was
not right? She didn't have much experience in love, but she remembered reading in a book that when a woman
falls for a man, she entrusts her everything to him.
At this moment, such a thought arose in Alivia's mind. She wanted to see more of this man, to see the side that
others couldn't see.
This possessive desire was, in its own way, a form of affection.
She regained some clarity and looked at him with glistening almond eyes, "Bert, do you even know what you're
doing right now?"
His gaze swept over, revealing a bottomless darkness, and he gritted his teeth, uttering one word, "You!" The next
morning, Alivia woke up unusually early. By the time she stopped last night, the sky outside the window was already
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slightly bright. The night was wild, and she felt ached all over, her head throbbing as if it had been struck by a
hammer. She attempted to move her body, but she couldn't get up at all.
When her thighs moved, she felt intense pain, causing her to inhale sharply, "Ouch."
She turned her neck and saw the back of Lucas, who had turned away from her, with wheat-colored skin, marked
with blood stains from her scratched nails—a sight that was both alarming and ambiguous.
Images of last night flashed through her mind, and her face flushed with heat. She lowered her head and hid half of
her face under the sheets.
A few months ago, when she first met Bert, she only sensed danger in this man, never imagining that one day she
would end up doing something like this with him.
She didn't expect that this trip to Quartz City would involve so many events, leaving her mind in chaos, unable to
think clearly, relying solely on her instinctual feelings to face it all.
The only thing she could be sure of was her feelings for this man, Bert.