Chapter 286: You Are the Woman I Want
Violet was a bit startled by the sight of Brady with a thin rage, blinking her pretty big eyes and looking at him with some fear. Her body, which was forcibly pressed down, began to struggle, and she said in a low voice, "Mr. Hall, this is the ladies' restroom, please let me go."
"Answer me now, why are you avoiding me again?" Brady didn't let her go, pressing hard on Violet's soft shoulders, his voice cold and chilling, sounding as if it came from the depths of his throat. "Tell me?"
"What do you want me to say?" Although Violet was scared by Brady's dominance, she was also getting angry. "If it's about resigning, every employee has the right to resign, right? So how can that be considered hiding from you?"
"Then why do you block my messages?" Brady leaned down, his voice even colder as he got closer to Violet. "You're the first woman who dares to block my messages."
Violet listened, her delicate eyebrows slightly furrowed, and said, "So if I resign, I can't block messages from former colleagues and superiors on my phone? Mr. Hall, aren't you being too domineering?" Violet felt his accusations were too forceful and unreasonable. 'I resigned, it's not a crime like murder or arson, does he have to be so aggressive towards me?'
"You can block others, but not me." Brady's voice grew thicker, his fingers pressing harder on Violet's shoulder, almost wanting to push her into his body, strong and domineering. "Violet, you're the woman I want. Without my permission, you can't just disappear in front of me, got it?"
Violet was speechless. She was not Brady's woman, so why couldn't she block his messages on her phone? Violet endured the weight of Brady pressing on her shoulder, painfully saying, "Mr. Hall, you're hurting me, please let go."
"Seriously, don't test my patience." Seeing Violet's face crinkle in pain, Brady slightly eased his grip but his strong body still held her in place. "Stay in JK obediently, it's beneficial for your future design career, got it?"
"I don't want to." Violet disliked Brady taking charge and making decisions for her, struggling more intensely, but every struggle was like a little lamb rubbing against Brady's strong body, unable to move.
Brady felt a bit heated from the rubbing.
His eyes grew even deeper, watching the resisting Violet, desire intensifying in his gaze. Lowering his head, he fiercely kissed her soft, pink lips which looked like candy. He said as he kissed and tangled, "Violet, be my woman."
Kissing Violet wasn't enough for Brady; his tongue directly entered her mouth, instantly stirring her tongue, a strong entanglement, eager to absorb all the wonderful tastes between her teeth.
Violet was both embarrassed and angry at Brady's sudden and forceful kiss, but unable to resist, she could only push him away while letting him kiss her wantonly.
In the bustling hall of the party, the socialite who had just found the hostess of the party, Isabella, immediately began to complain, "Mrs. Jones, do you know that Violet is also attending our high-society socialite party?"
Of course, Isabella didn't know, and she couldn't remember who Violet was at the moment. So she said in confusion, "Violet, which family's heiress is she? Why don't I remember?"
"She's from the Devereux family, Mrs. Jones. Have you forgotten?" The socialite continued to speak ill of Violet, "It's the scandal from two years ago, the Miss Devereux had sexual relations with a stranger behind her fiancé's back, tarnishing the reputation of the Devereux family and getting kicked out.
"How can such a loose woman attend our pristine and respectable socialite party? She's ruining the reputation of your event."
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