Chapter 62 - 62: Fight with Him
Chapter 62: Fight with Him
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He actually came in so easily!
What was the point of her locking the door and moving flowerpots yesterday?!
Purple suddenly felt like a ridiculous clown; all her efforts were just adding to the joke, and they didn’t hinder this man at all!
Feeling his breath approaching from behind, Purple tried to dodge in panic, but Alexander Summers caught her in his arms.
He laughed, “This room is so small, where are you going to hide?”
The zipper on Purple’s back hadn’t been pulled up yet, but she didn’t have time to worry about it. She could only clutch her chest with both hands to protect her territory from being invaded.
“You get out!” she commanded in a low voice.
Alexander leaned down, his thin lips touching her back, and the cold temperature made Purple shiver.
“Get out? But I haven’t been in yet, so how do I get out?” he teased her.
Purple tensed up.
Indecent!
She resisted Alexander’s domineering attitude, treating her as his possession, and hated his intimate actions regardless of time or place! Sensing the man gradually approaching, Purple was so frightened that her whole body’s hair stood on end!
“Don’t leave any marks!” her voice became sharp, and she wished to stomp her foot.
Alexander actually stopped.
He turned Purple around to face him—
Leaning down with his tall body, he placed his forehead against hers, and spoke affectionately, “Purple, give me a kiss, and I won’t leave any marks.”
“I won’t!” Purple refused firmly.
Alexander chuckled softly, his hand stroking the fabric around her waist leisurely, “Then I’ll strip you naked and cover you with marks. Would you like to start from the top or the bottom?”
Hooligan!
Bastard!
Purple cursed him in her heart!
But she didn’t dare to truly anger Alexander; he was capable of anything!
“Purple, give me a kiss.” The magnetic voice of the man was full of patience, “I brought you a gift.”
Who cares about your gifts!
“You let me go and close your eyes,” Purple said, biting her lip, feeling humiliated.
Alexander looked at her deeply, then let go of her hand and closed his eyes as she had asked.
Purple turned around and ran!
She wanted to kiss that perverted jerk? – – In your dreams!
However, her freedom lasted only a moment!
Her body suddenly lifted into the air; she was hugged by Alexander around her waist from behind and thrown directly onto the bed!
Purple almost cried!
Although she wasn’t excellent at the combat class, she was still a good fighter; why did she become useless when facing Alexander?!
“Alexander Summers, wait a minute…”
Purple struggled to get up, but this time, all her excuses were in vain—
… Ripping!
The sound of fabric tearing made Purple shudder violently!
This pervert! Was he really going to strip her naked?!
She would fight him!
One person on the bed resisted with all their might, while the other demanded forcefully; their battle seemed to last for ages, with no end in sight.
In the end, Purple was defeated…
She cried.
She cried her heart out.
For the humiliation she suffered, and for her own helplessness and weakness.
Alexander got up satisfied, holding her in his arms, tenderly wiping away her tears.
“Didn’t do anything to you,” he chuckled as he pinched her reddened nose, “Such a crybaby.”
Purple’s tears couldn’t stop flowing.
“You’re nothing but a bastard.” Purple gasped, not caring that she had nothing to lose, “Crazy, animal, pervert, psycho…”
She picked up the new clothes on the bed, saw the tear marks, and felt even more heartbroken, “This is tea silk fabric, and you ruined it all!”