thefictionvixens Chapter 1160 - 1156: Beastly Thoughts
Chapter 1160 - 1156: Beastly Thoughts
Eva Miller had always been arrogant and overbearing in front of him, so how could she be afraid of his threats? She had no idea that the man standing before her now was already a bundle of fury and impulse; if she talked back one more time, he would definitely explode.Eva braced herself and snorted coldly a few times. "Luke Land, I’m not afraid of you. I just want to curse you out. So what if you’re interested in me? This auntie here isn’t into you at all. Go cool off wherever you came from."
A trace of coldness lifted at the corners of Luke Land’s lips. "You’re asking for it, insisting on running into the muzzle of the gun. Don’t blame me."
What did that mean?
Eva frowned and glanced at the man who was only inches away from her, swallowing nervously. The corner of his mouth hooked up, his gaze like a ravenous wolf roaming all over her body.
A wise man submits to circumstances.
Eva took a step back, deciding to temporarily dodge the war between them. She instinctively turned, wanting to walk out, but it was already too late.
Luke suddenly scooped her up around the waist. "Little Chili, if I don’t fuck you today, I’m not a man."
"Are you crazy! Luke Land, I’m pregnant, you dare touch me?"
"You can still do it at five months pregnant—AI, you didn’t know?" He dropped a kiss on her lips, and Eva felt like she was about to fall apart on the spot.
"Luke Land, I—I still have a baby in my belly. If you do this, you’ll hurt my child." Eva fought to keep her head clear, putting up one last struggle against him.
Luke picked her up and headed for the master bedroom. As they passed along the wide, bright corridor, a few maids walked by. Eva didn’t care about anything else and opened her throat to scream, "Help, help!"
The maids looked at each other, wondering what kind of stunt this Young Madam was pulling now.
"Luke Land, you rapist, put me down!"
The moment everyone heard those words from Eva’s mouth, they were even more baffled. She was now their second young master’s woman. The second young master wanting to do that kind of thing with her, no matter how you looked at it, didn’t really count as rape.
So the servants very straightforwardly ignored Eva’s cries for help.
Eva truly wanted to cry but had no tears. After struggling, it all ended up in vain, and she was carried into the room by Luke.
He gently laid her on the bed. Eva had just tried to get up and escape when he leaned over, pressing her beneath him.
"Still want to run? No way."
He yanked off his tie and very skillfully tied one of her hands to the headboard. With her hand bound, Eva tried to move her legs instead, but before she could lift them, his hand clamped down on them.
"Looks like your legs are pretty restless too." He let out a cold laugh, pulled off her stockings, and then... pressed her legs together and tied them up.
"Luke Land, you scumbag! How could you do this to me!" A wave of shame surged up inside her. Eva pulled out her old trump card she used in front of Luke before—she started to cry.
She was, after all, an actress, and given that her emotions were really not great right now, she quickly burst into messy, noisy sobs. She secretly lifted her eyes to peek at Luke, only to see him undoing the buttons of his shirt. Eva’s heart immediately sank to rock bottom.
He took off his shirt, eyebrows lifting, lips curling as he looked at the pitiful woman on the bed. Her fragile, tearful look right now only further provoked the most primal desire in the depths of his heart. He had to admit, he really did have some very beastly thoughts at this moment.