Chapter 39
Love’s Cunning Ruse ( Mr.Kieran And Julie )
Chapter 39
Feeling the change in the manâs body, Julie took a deep breath and, without thinking, bumped her head hard against Kieranâs. He was clearly drunk, yet for some reason, he reacted extremely quickly, dodging and then spinning her around.
The blanket tightly wrapped the two of them, and Kieranâs weight once again pressed against her, making it impossible for her to turn over. Finally, Julie was pissed. She raised her hand, which she had finally managed to pull out, and slapped it across the manâs handsome face.
This time, Kieran didnât dodge The crisp sound of the slap echoed in the quiet room, and the hand that Julie had used to hit the man instantly stiffened.
However, Kieran, who was lying on top of her, didnât seem to be angry. Only when their silence spread throughout the room did Julie take the initiative to speak to Kieran, âI know youâre drunk, but Mr. Hernandez, weâre divorced. What youâre doing now is breaking into my private property, and to make it. worse, itâs rapeâ
Kieranâs eyes were very deep, and his pupils in the dim light looked even deeper, like an unfathomable ocean. Perhaps due to the alcohol, Kieranâs gaze looked somewhat dazed.
After staring at Kieran for who knows how long, Julie eventually surrendered. She took a deep breath, stared at Kieran, and said, âLet me go, and Iâll give you the bed.â
The man finally spoke, his magnetic voice coming from above her head. He affectionately called her, âJoyce, stop messing around. Letâs sleep together.â
Julie thought. This man runs to his exâwifeâs house in the middle of the night, and now heâs reprimanding me?â
Just as Julie was thinking this, Kieran suddenly reached out and unhooked the clasp of her bra.
âKieran!! Julie shouted in rage, grabbing Kieranâs slightly rough hand.
âArenât you going to sleep?â When Kieran spoke, a sweet scent of red wine seemed to seep from his throat.
With great effort, Julie finally managed to pull his hand from her back, and without a word, she bit down hard on his arm. There was a taste of blood in Julieâs mouth, but Kieran seemed to be oblivious to it. Looking at her with a gentle gaze, saying, âIf you donât want to sleep with me, letâs do some
sitâups.â
Kieranâs words instantly opened up all of Julieâs memories. Those words represented those unforgettable good times, but those soâcalled good times now seemed like the biggest shame.
Seeing Julie suddenly fall silent, Kieran smirked. His rough fingers gently combed her messy hair to the sides.
Kieran looked at Julie with affectionate eyes. âYou forgot? Let me help you rememberâ¦â As he spoke, Kieran was ready to lean down and kiss her..
Julie quickly surrendered. âI didnât forget. No sitâups. Can we just sleep?â
After a long struggle, Julie finally understood one thing, never try to reason with a drunk person.
Rather than opposing him, it was better to go along with him and satisfy some of his demands.
Thinking of this, Julie rubbed the manâs head, then gently wrapped her arms around his strong waist, and softly said, âYouâre hurting me, let me go. Can we just sleep nicely? Hmm? Kieran.â
Julie tentatively tried to gain Kieranâs trust. But to her surprise, he kissed her lips lightly, then looked at her with clear eyes and said, âCall me Bro Kieran.â