During the elevator ride, Shen Funni's heart was in complete disarray.
What will happen? What is he going to do?
Looking at the man beside her, whose overwhelming presence always made her heart race and inexplicably fearful, she truly wasn't sure if she could push away if He Qimo tried to force her.
Especially now, looking at his five fingers gripping her wrist with their slender bones, firm and powerful.
Her heart...
The elevator soon reached the 26th floor where she was staying.
Once out of the elevator, she was pulled, stumbling all the way, to the hotel room door.
Before entering, He Qimo's hand reached out to touch her, his hand tracing along her waistline. His tall figure overshadowed her like a dark cloud, exerting a pressure that made it hard to breathe, as she was pinned tightly against the doorframe and wall corner...
Her body couldn't help but tremble, her breath felt like it could smell his breath.
