Chapter 177: Chapter 177: Think What You Want
The room was silent except for her helpless sobs, when suddenly the door was kicked open once again.
Evelyn Clayton raised her tear-streaked face in shock, her swollen eyes meeting James Grant’s stormy black face.
"Why are you back?"
She asked in astonishment, but he tightened his thin lips and said nothing.
James Grant stormed in, pushing her onto the bed, pressing down on her, grabbing her hands tightly, forcing them above her head, compelling her to arch her body to meet his.
Evelyn was both shocked and angry, gritting her teeth and struggling desperately: "James Grant, are you crazy?!"
He carried a chilling aura that made one tremble, ignoring her resistance, he kissed her neck: "I’m crazy because you forced me."
Pain stung her neck, and Evelyn frowned, gritting her teeth.
"What did I force you to do?!"
His bloodshot ink-black eyes stared at the dark red, kiss-like mark on her neck, particularly glaring.
With fury in his eyes, James Grant bit down on that spot, his canines like a beast’s fangs, making Evelyn scream in pain.
"Are you a dog?!"
James Grant bit for a minute, and when he raised his head, that spot was covered with his bite mark.
He curved his lips into a meaningless smile, his fingers brushing against his thin lips.
That smile, in Evelyn’s eyes, seemed particularly depraved and abstinent, making her tremble uncontrollably.
"Evelyn Clayton, you can only be mine."
As the words fell, James Grant’s anger mixed with desire ravaged her body, kissing her face over and over.
He had a perfect grasp of Evelyn’s weak spots, igniting her body with desire in an instant.
Evelyn endured his actions, her entire body trembling, even her voice couldn’t stop shaking.
"James Grant, I didn’t do it."
She was honest, unable to bear seeing James Grant lose control.
James Grant kissed her neck, his actions paused, then covered her earlobe, his voice low and laced with seduction: "I know."
She was stunned for a moment, and before she could think about how he knew, James Grant kissed her lips directly.
When he bit into her dark red kiss mark just now, he tasted lipstick.
It was the same lipstick she had used when he had kissed her lips before.
This little trick, in his eyes, was insignificant.
In the midst of James Grant’s tenderness, Evelyn Clayton lost all consciousness, falling into ruin with him.
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After the desire ended, Evelyn Clayton felt even more limp, collapsing into James Grant’s arms, feeling like her bones might be crushed.
She gritted her teeth with resentment: "You intentionally wanted to kill me."
James Grant’s eyes slightly lifted, his deep eyes carrying a shallow smile, he said lowly: "Think however you want."
"What, after humiliating me, you come back to sleep with me, James Grant, are you shameless?"
Thinking of the words he had said, Evelyn’s anger flared, pushing him away with cold sarcasm.
He wasn’t angry, instead his smile grew broader: "Fine, I’m shameless for you."
Evelyn didn’t bother arguing with him, what she cared more about was Harrison Grant.
"Cut the nonsense, have you investigated? What illness does your dad have that needs me to be a long-term blood donor?"
James Grant’s eyes darkened, his fingers tapping the edge of the bed bit by bit: "I have. Harrison Grant gave me the medical report; the report is fine, let’s wait and see."
Evelyn realized something, her almond eyes lifted with interest.
"So, you humiliated me in front of others on purpose, just to make Harrison Grant reveal his cards."
James Grant looked down, pulling her slender waist closer: "Otherwise, how could we be a perfect match?"
After donating too much blood and going crazy with James Grant, Evelyn Clayton felt terribly dizzy.
She frowned and patted James Grant’s shoulder: "Get up, go make me some food, I’m dizzy and anemic."
"Wait."
Hearing she was dizzy, James Grant immediately got off the bed, dressed, and walked to the kitchen.