Chapter 92 Provocation
Emelie was familiar with William, so she knew that his current mood was extremely poor.
It had even reached the point of anger.
William rarely got angry. After all, he could control almost everything, leaving little reason for him to get angry.
If he didn’t like something just one command was all it took, and someone would handle it.
These were among the few occasions.
Emelie called out, “Mr. Middleton.”
William grabbed her wrist and pulled her up from the messy bed.
He exerted so much force that Emelie slammed into his chest without any support.
He didn’t use cologne, but there was a refreshing scent, like the smell of snow.
It was clearly out of reach, yet the invading sensation was overpowering.
As soon as it touched her, it consumed all her senses, erasing any memory of the pine scent and leaving only him.
But William’s strength was so great that he almost twisted her wrist bone. Emelie groaned in pain and reprimanded softly.
“Mr. Middleton.”
William didn’t loosen his grip. He intended to take her away like this.
Samuel blocked the doorway.
He had his glasses back on, and the glasses chain hung on his shoulder. His presence was not weak
either.
“Mr. Middleton, do you have my consent to take someone away from my room?”
The two had been on edge with each other all day, and at this moment, they were finally going to break
ties completely.
William looked at the man before him.
He didn’t mind throwing him into the sea to feed the sharks, especially since he saw them wearing
identical bathrobes.
William suddenly sneered. “Yours? Even your brother wouldn’t dare to claim my secretary as his own just like that. What are you?”
Emelie couldn’t stand his offense toward Samuel. “Mr. Middleton, mind your words!”
She dared to protect him.
William’s expression turned cold.
On the other hand, Samuel remained unruffled, still wearing a gentle expression.
“Mr. Middleton, do you think I took Ms. Hoven away?
“Is it possible that she actually agreed? Mr. Middleton, the only thing you can use to bind Ms. Hoven is a contract, but our relationship is purely voluntary.”
In other words, William could only force Emelle. But it was consensual between him and Emelie.
William turned to look at Emelie.
Emelie was holding the hand that William had grabbed.
She pursed her lips and spoke gently, “Mr. Swanson, I’ve troubled you tonight. It’s getting late, so you should rest.
“I’ll go back with Mr. Middleton. We have something to discuss.”
Samuel weighed his options. Ultimately, he didn’t want to make things difficult for her, so he nodded and stepped aside.
“Feel free to call me if you need anything.”
Before Emelie could nod, William had already taken her out of Samuel’s room.
Emelie was wearing a hotel bathrobe and slippers, which was inappropriate for outside. But William didn’t give her time to tidy up, so she could only grit her teeth in silence.
Fortunately, they didn’t encounter anyone on the way.
They reached the fourth floor, the first room on the right, and William swiped the card to open the door.
Emelie thought he would finally let her go.
Her wrist was already numb, but instead, he dragged her all the way into the bedroom and threw her onto
the bed.
Before Emelie could get up, the man’s body pressed down on her directly.
The next moment, he pulled off Emelie’s bathrobe.
Emelie’s breath hitched, and she immediately pushed him away.
She blocked his hands, feeling immense humiliation. “William! What are you doing?”
“What am I doing?” William gripped her chin, his tone sharp with anger.
“What did you do with Samuel? Take off your clothes yourself. Don’t make me say it a second time.”
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