Chapter 265

"Since you remember now, shouldn't you take responsibility for me?" Liam Sullivan stepped closer, his voice low and dangerous.

Vivian Bennett trembled as if struck by an electric current.

She stood frozen in place, her pupils contracting sharply.

Her large dark eyes filled with terror, as if she were seeing some dreadful monster.

Had she really done something to Liam after getting drunk last night?

Vivian felt her scalp prickle, her entire body about to explode.

But how could a man like Liam Sullivan allow her to have her way with him?

Though inexperienced in matters between men and women, Vivian was still an adult.

She clearly remembered the soreness she felt after waking up in that luxury car last time.

But during her shower earlier, she hadn't noticed anything unusual.

Vivian bit her lower lip, her voice trembling slightly. "What exactly should I take responsibility for?"

"It seems you haven't fully remembered yet." Liam chuckled softly, his gaze dangerous and suggestive. "I underestimated you. So reserved on the surface, yet so passionate when drunk..."

Vivian's face flushed crimson instantly. "That's nonsense! I've always been proper!"

Though feeling guilty, she firmly believed she wouldn't do anything inappropriate.

Since childhood, she had always been a well-behaved girl who followed the rules.

"Proper?" Liam scoffed lightly, his long fingers tracing his own lips. "Then what's this?"

Only then did Vivian notice the distinct wound on his cool, thin lips.

As she stared in shock, Liam suddenly leaned in closer.

His warm breath brushed against her ear, his voice low and mesmerizing. "Last night you pounced on me, wrapped your arms around my neck and kissed me. When I resisted, you forced yourself on me..."

Vivian's face instantly turned so red it seemed about to drip blood.

Had she really... been that wild?

Her heart pounded like a drum, her eyes darting about nervously.

But seeing the obvious mark on his lips, she couldn't help but believe his words.

Vivian nibbled her lip, her voice barely a whisper. "How could I possibly... have bitten you..."

In front of an innocent woman like her, Liam Sullivan was nothing short of a cunning hunter.

Having navigated the business world for years, he had long mastered the art of hiding his true intentions.

Vivian's little thoughts couldn't escape his notice.

Liam slowly closed the distance between them, almost pressing against her.

His scorching breath tangled with her earlobe, his voice carrying a fatal allure. "That question... I'm afraid you'll have to ask yourself?"

Vivian completely broke down.

She clutched her forehead in agony, desperately trying to recall every detail from last night.

But no matter how hard she tried, her memory remained a complete blank.