Chapter 81
“You you’ve got some nerve, Kieran spat out, his patience worn thin.
“I’m tired, Kieran I don’t have the energy to argue with you,” Freya retorted, going upstairs
With each step she took, Kieran felt his anger boiling over. Since their engagement party, Freya seemned to push his buttons even more, each time, nearly driving him to a tage
On the second floor, Freya entered what used to be her room in the Sutton family The layout was the same, but her personal belongings were gone. She shook her head with a wry smile “Oh, Freya, you used to put up with a lot,” she thought.
Suddenly, a loud crash from the room next door made her frown. While moving toward Kieran’s room, she smelled a strong, sweet scent. Before she knew it, Kieran had pulled her inside.
“Oh, Freya you’ve really outdone yourself this time!” Kieran sneered, his eyes cold as ice
breath was heavy, his cheeks flushed with a feverish glow, his gaze unnervingly intense
Freya felt his grip tighten around her neck, struggling to breathe. “Kieran… let me go!”
“You and Grandma put on quite the show!”
“Let gol” Freya shoved him with all her strength. Choking on the overpowering sweet scent, her face went pale.
She quickly scanned the room, noticing the red curtains and dimmed lights. The room had been turned into a theme room of sorts!
“Is this what you wanted, Freya? You’re so despicable!” Kieran pinned her down with overwhelming strength and soon had her immobilized on the bed.
“Kieran! Snap out of it!” Freya struggled to push him off, but Kieran quickly regained his position over her.
His body was burning up, his skin scorching to the touch.
Freya could feel the heat from his palms, trying to hold her breath against the intoxicating scent. “Let go!”
Kieran seemed to find amusement in her resistance as she writhed under him. “Let go? At this point, Freya, why still play the innocent?” His voice was husky, and Freya’s every move seemed to test his limits. He had never noticed how attractive Freya’s figure was until then and how a simple touch ignited a fire within him.
Leaning close, Kieran whispered, “If you wanted me, you could’ve told me. No need for dirty tricks.”
Hearing this, Freya’s frustration reached its peak. She caught Kieran off guard with a swift kick, pushing him away.
Her eyes darted to a rope by the bed. Without hesitating, she grabbed it and tied Kieran’s hands. “That’ll keep you in place!” she said. Kieran’s face darkened. “Freya! What are you doing?”
“What does it look like? Warding off a predator!” Her cheeks flushed with effort. Freya knew she had to keep reputations would be ruined.
In no time, Kieran was bound to the bed.
“Freya, I never thought you could be so shameless!”
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