Chapter 94
Standing Before Love
Tony took a deep puff of his cigarette. âWhy do you think Iâm grabbing you?â
He could no longer stop the flame of desire within him from leaping up after watching Myra drink the fruit juice from his glass just now. Seeing how pretty she looked with the water splashed onto her face, he recalled how he had been luring her toward him step by step these days, only to be met with merciless refusals. All of a sudden, he couldnât stop himself from wanting to press her against his chest, to which he actually did.
Myra was slim, but her figure seemed to be tailor-made for him; he felt an incredible sense of perfection while taking her into his arms. This made him unable to refrain from tightening his arms around her, but he couldnât stop himself from feeling peeved as he pressed the woman in his arms to his chest with all his might. He had never seen such a woman who had no idea what was good for her. If she were someone else, he would have turned around long ago without giving her another glance.
Perhaps Tony wouldnât have been so impatient if Myra had not gone to Hart Groupâs office on her own initiative today. However, he thought that she probably wasnât even aware of the fragility in her eyes when he saw her downstairs at the Hart Groupâs office, as well as the dependence she showed by inexplicably stopping her car outside the building. She actually wants to see me, right? Is that why she hasnât resisted all kinds of attempts Iâve made at approaching her today?
Tonyâs eyes narrowed. Suddenly, he bent down and fiercely bit the lips of the woman before him, and his eyes darkened even more when he heard her hissing in pain.
âMmm⦠Let go⦠Mmmm⦠Let go of me, Tony!â Myra was clasped tightly in the arms of the man before her. The faint tobacco smell on him lingered around her, causing her heart to race as a strange feeling spread all over her body.
Just as I expected⦠Now that the truth was proven once again, she only felt helpless from the bottom of her heart.
Tony probably heard her voice, for he suddenly loosened his embrace of the woman before him slightly and looked up. Staring steadily into her panicky eyes, he crinkled his chilly eyes with a hint of charm.
The sight of such a man before Myra made her feel even more flustered. She tried to push his chest, but the heat of his body made her blush to the roots of her hair. âLet go of me⦠Would you please let go of me?â She spoke with an imploring note in her voice as she finished her sentence. Such a man was too dangerous, so she was a bit scaredâ¦
Tony looked straight into her eyes until her pupils reflected nothing else but himself, and he slowly relaxed his hold on her waist. However, just as Myra sighed in relief, he pulled her back into his arms with some force using his wrist. His body was sturdy and stiff, and he seized her around the waist when she fell into his arms. The next second, a pair of cool and thin lips pressed itself onto her tender lips, seizing them right away.
Now that his chin was above her head, Myra closed her eyes as she could even smell the lingering faint aroma of fruit juice on Tonyâs lips. Tonyâs embrace wasnât as cold as Seanâs. On the contrary, it came with a burning sensation that was the exact opposite of his chilly personality. She had no idea how long he kissed her, but it wasnât until she dug her fingernails deep into her palms that she suppressed the unusual restlessness within her. Suddenly, she said icily, âLet go of me, Tony.â
The movement on her lips seemed to pause for a moment, but Tony let go of her only after he compassionately kissed her on the lips several times. When he let go of her, his eyes were deep and burning with passion; he held her tightly in his arms as he urged, âBe my woman, Myra.â
Instantly, the atmosphere became stifling as Myra stood dumbstruck in place, feeling uncomfortable.
âWhatâs with that look? Are you not keen on being my woman?â Tony seemed to be amused by her stupefied demeanor, for his chest trembled slightly as he finished his sentence with a note of affection that even he didnât notice.
Myra, however, clenched her fists tightly as her voice instantly hoarsened. âStop kidding me, Director Hart. This joke isnât funny at all.â
With that, the temperature above her head seemed to drop a lot, and Tonyâs voice sounded much more impassive. âIâm not kidding you, Myra. I donât believe that youâre unaware of how Iâve been courting you up until this point.â
âY-Youâre courting me?â Startled, Myra seemed to have not come to her senses with a blank look in her eyes.
Tony curled his lips before lowering his head to look at her with a pair of deep and emotionless eyes.
âWhat else do you think Iâm doing?â His eyes were so deep and expressionless; it was as if there was a deep spring in them that wanted to suck Myra right into it when he stared at her quietly.
Myraâs heart suddenly jumped. Turning her head away, she tried to push the man before her with her hands clenched into fists as she was desperate to leave. âIâll be leaving first if thereâs nothing else, Tony.â
A trace of panic crept over her face, and there was a hint of puzzlement in her eyes. Of course, she didnât believe that Tony had taken a fancy to her. H-How could this be possible?! she thought to herself.
Seeing that she had averted her eyes, Tony narrowed his eyes and held her tighter in his arms. âDonât you believe me?â
Myra couldnât move at all as Tony clasped her to his chest. She bit her lip and replied, âI donât think thereâs something about me that attracts you, Tony.â
There was nothing special about her; Myraâs family wasnât the wealthiest in Bradfort City, and she wasnât the most beautiful woman here. Moreover, she had a failed marriage as well. As she spoke, she tried to get out of his embrace while he let his guard down, for their current posture made her feel ashamed and annoyed.
Tony saw through her petty tricks, though. Sliding his large hand down, he seized her around the waist and refused to let go of her no matter how hard she struggled. When she struggled again, he knitted his brows.
This instantly reminded Myra that the hand which had gotten wounded for saving her was now placed on her waist, and she found herself in a corner for a moment.
Tony stared fixedly at her all of a sudden, his eyes chilly. âIn that case, tell me why you fell in love with Sean back then.â
Myra balled her fists up. âTony, I donât have time to play this kind of game with youââ
âWhy do you think that Iâm joking or just playing around with you?â Tony loosened his tie while lowering his eyes to look at the side of her face. âOr does it make you very uncomfortable to be together with me?â
âNo, it doesnât.â
âBe with me then,â said Tony flatly.
âThatâs not possible.â Myra refused him without thinking.
Tony frowned slightly and asked, âWhy not?â
Myra only felt that her palms were hurting badly. Hardening her heart, she replied, âThereâs no reason for that. I donât love you, so why should I be together with you?â With that, the surrounding temperature dropped suddenly, making the air so cold as if a thick layer of ice could form at any instant.
Myra felt as though something was stabbing her heart cruelly. However, just as she was about to turn around, the man before her held her in his arms again. Tonyâs eyes were as dark as the summer night;
it was as though he would devour her the next instant. âYou donât love me?â he suddenly asked icily.
Then, he chuckled in a voice that dripped with chilliness and said, âHaha⦠If you donât love me, did you drive to the Hart Group for no reason? If you donât love me, why havenât you refused my repeated attempts to approach you? If you donât love me, why did you blush when I kissed you just now?â
Myraâs face turned pale at once, and she bit her lip with all her might. Just then, Tony added, âIf you donât love me, why do you look ashamed and annoyed as if Iâve hit you where it hurts?!â