Chapter 137
The Billionaire’s Maid Bride
Suddenly, Lucian was hit by a memory of something sheâd said before.
âFor you, this might just be a worthless piece of junk. But to me, itâs a gift from my boyfriend, and I treasure it.â
Lucianâs eyes darkened Although these earrings were different from the previous ones, they were both shaped like hexagram stars.
They were so damn glaring at him that he reached out and roughly yanked them from her ears Allison struggled: âWhat the hell are you doing? Let go of me! This is mine!â
She was beating on his chest, her ears stinging, then Lucian rolled down the car window and hurled the earrings out. They flashed in the air, and Allison gritted her teeth. âThatâs mine, who the hell do you think you are to throw it away?â
Lucian looked at her and said, âBreak up with Dr. Dylan.â
Allison was stunned. What? Break up!
She snorted, âWho do you think you are? Dr. Dylan is my boyfriend, why would I break up with him?
Lucian, youâve no right to meddle with my life!â
âWhy?â Lucian asked through gritted teeth.
He looked at this womanâs face, seemingly innocent on the surface, but he knew how greedy and vain she was deep down. Sheâd tried to seduce his brother and his friends Sheâd even drugged him just to get into his bed. She played the game of cat and mouse with him countless times.
âYouâve certainly got my attention, Allison.â His gaze was deep, devoid of any shine, like a barren desert, with cutting winds like sharp blades, leaving Allison nowhere to hide Allison shivered.
Lucian reached out, ripped open her clothes, and said Allison, as you wish!â
âAhâAllison struggled violently.
She was wearing the uniform skirt of a waitress. Dressed like this, it was easy for men to take advantage.
Outside the car window, the rain was pouring Lucian grabbed her waist and sealed her lips: âSince youâve provoked me, donât think of escapingâ
He tore her skirt and unbuckled his metal belt. Allison was trembling and resisting. The sudden pain made her hit the manâs shoulders hard. She used all her strength, tears slowly streaming from her eyes. She closed her eyes, feeling like she couldnât breathe.
The man seemed to take away all her breath in between their lips, his tongue pried open her teeth, their tongues entwined. Allison bit down hard, Lucianâs eyes narrowed, but he didnât let her go, instead, he redoubled his efforts like a bloodthirsty beast. Allisonâs mind went blank. Slowly, everything went dark. When she was about to suffocate, the man finally let her go.
Allison turned her face, gasping for air.
Her mouth tasted strongly of blood.
After what felt like ages, the man sat up. He buckled his belt, looking at the woman lying on the seat, her hair covering her face.
âIâm telling you one last time, end it with Dr. Dylanâ
Lucian straightened his clothes, his shirt had only a few creases, and he looked neat and tidy. Allison, on the other hand, was halfânaked and shivering. She looked up to see him about to leave, and suddenly she grabbed his wrist and bit down hard.
âShush-â
She bit hard, and the man frowned, raising his hand.
Suddenly, he saw her tearâfilled eyes, clear like a lake.
His hand didnât land on her face but grabbed her chin. Her jaw felt like it was about to dislocate from the pain, and Allison let go. The man bent down, his gaze firmly on her. âSeems youâve still got plenty of energy in you; I donât mind going another round.â
She hugged herself tightly, suddenly backing away.