His inky, black eyes were like two bottomless abysses which were cold and deep. When he looked with ease at people with those eyes, it was like stabbing them with two knives with extreme oppression.

The two people stuck close to each other. The absurd scene came into her mind involuntarily, making her uncomfortable and flush from time to time.

The man was silent, and she didn't know what to say, either.

So...awkward

Just sitting on his lap was enough to embarrass Zoe so much!

Should she explain what happened that day? Or should she thank him first?

She decided to forget it and pretend nothing had ever happened.

"Thanks." She felt uneasy when she talked like this. She wasn't used to being so close to a man. While she didn't want to think back at all, the memories of that day couldn't stop gushing into her head. She somehow recalled that night when she sat on the man like this, and her ears turned red as if they were hot and boiled.

Thank goodness that the night had fallen, she thought, or else it would be humiliating.

She didn't know that the man was inspecting her the whole time. From an unnoticed angle, the man's eyes became dark and dangerous.

But he returned a cold and alienated response, "You're welcome."

"Um...You don't need to take me to the hospital. I'll just go buy some medicine myself. Could you pull it over? I'll just get off here..."

"Zoe," the man slightly opened his mouth with his thin lips and spoke out her name in a wordy manner.

Zoe spontaneously responded with a "yep" to his sudden calling then froze, forcing herself to calm down, "You... how do you know my name?"

Sensing she had relaxed a little, Carlos became a little delighted and looked up at her. Her apprehensive face was reflected in his emotionless pupils. He didn't answer her question but replied, "Be responsible."

"What?" Zoe went blank for a minute before she got it. A bomb exploded in her head with a big "bang", and she raged with a red face, "Sorry, I don't need your reminder. Please, let me get off your car."

The corners of Carlos' mouth lifted imperceptibly as he watched her blush. He leaned forward slowly and uttered the sentence with his deep voice like a violent drum beating against Zoe's heart, "You should be responsible for me."

His hot breath sprayed to her face, and Zoe's scalp felt a tingling pain like some little bombs exploding beneath it. She braced his shoulders to get up but forgot that she was in a car. The roof hit her head with a thud and made her sit back down on his lap!

"Ouch!" She covered her head and cried out in mourning. When she intended to get up again, she heard Carlos' breathing changed abruptly, and she felt herself hitting a spot inappropriate to hit. Then she realized that the man had actually erected. Her body went rigid, and she dared not to move anymore!

She almost cried out, "Mr... Mr. Holt, I don't want you to be responsible for me. Nor do I want to be responsible for anyone. I can't even remember what happened that day. If I've offended you, I apologize. Just think of it as a game and forget about everything, okay?"

"Can't remember?" Carlos checked her face carefully yet didn't get anything he wanted but only her repellence and wariness to strangers.

His eyes went dim for a moment, and then he cupped her chin casually with his other hand, imprisoning her in his arms to keep her from moving.

His movements were gentle but swift, so swift that before Zoe knew it, her mouth was sealed!

"Mmm!" Her eyes were wide open, and her mind went blank for a moment!

Soon the man's bossy tongue suddenly sprang in and plundered everything potently as if to make his distinctive mark on her lips and in her mouth, which suffocated her several times.

She kept pushing against him but only got stronger entrapment in return as if he wanted to embed her into his body...

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