Chapter 444

Liam Sullivan’s lips pressed against her ear.

The damp heat made her shiver.

His low voice was laced with sarcasm. "What, surprised?"

Vivian Bennett’s heart clenched.

She jerked her head away.

In the darkness, she could only see his vague outline.

"Liam Sullivan, how did you get in?"

Her voice was tight with anger.

The man chuckled darkly.

His hand gripped her waist tightly.

"There’s nowhere I want to go that I can’t enter."

His tone was lazy but malicious. "Was that man your new target?"

Vivian’s cheeks burned with fury.

"None of your business! This is a crime!"

She remembered those scenes with Isabella Sullivan.

Her stomach churned.

She struggled desperately.

Her nails scratched his arm.

Liam grunted.

He held her even tighter.

"Stop moving." His voice turned cold. "I don’t want to hurt you."

His body heat seeped through her thin nightgown.

It was frighteningly hot.

Vivian knew this sign too well.

He always got like this when he wanted her.

"Find someone else." She gritted her teeth. "I’m not your plaything."

Liam bent down and nibbled her earlobe.

"But I only want you." His breathing grew heavy. "No other woman tastes like you."

His hand slipped under her nightgown.

The fabric was pushed up.

A chill swept over her.

Vivian panicked.

"Let me go! I hate you!"

Her voice trembled.

Liam paused.

Then he pressed down on her even harder.

"Hate me?" He sneered. "Then why were you laughing so happily with that man?"

He recalled the scene at the gala dinner.

She was chatting cheerfully with that blond man.

They even slipped away together.

"Found a replacement already?" His tone was gloomy. "It seems I didn’t satisfy you enough."

Vivian trembled with rage.

"Yes! I need a man! But I’d rather have anyone but you!"

She spoke without thinking.

Liam’s eyes darkened.

He flipped her over violently.

"Then let me remind you who your man is."