Chapter 288: Come with me, I will spoil you and give you everything you want.
Violet was was genuinely scared of being forced by him; her face had turned somewhat pale, and biting her lip, she began to show signs of yielding. She feared that if she continued to resist him, he might really force himself upon her. "Mr. Hall, can you let me go first? I won't block you anymore."
"And what else?" Brady pressed down on her wrist, his whole body pinning her down so she couldn't move. Their bodies were so close that certain parts touched, making her mind go blank for a moment. Her ears started to burn and her breathing faltered.
"I'll consider going back to JK," Violet said, enduring the discomfort of their contact and continuing to show softness.
After she finished speaking, Brady suddenly withdrew his hand and pinched her soft chin, his voice low as he said, "Agree to date me."
Violet shook her head. "Don't force me."
"I don't want to date you," she added.
"But I do," Brady said, looking intensely at the aggrieved Violet beneath him, his voice rich and deep like a cello. "Be with me, and I'll spoil you, give you everything you want."
Although Brady didn't want to force Violet like this, for some reason, seeing her constantly reject him made him unable to resist.
Violet still shook her head, her face looking even more aggrieved.
Seeing her pitiful expression, Brady's earlier anger unconsciously dissipated a bit. He lowered his head and gently kissed her still pink and enticing lips. As his thin lips approached, Violet instinctively tried to dodge.
But Brady was domineering, not allowing her to evade. His thin, sexy lips forcefully pressed against hers, his low voice mixed with his hot breath entering her mouth again as he said, "Think it over or just be with me. Also, I'm planning to do the paternity test for Henry and Nicole tomorrow. You don't have any objections, do you?"
Violet's mind, which had been blank and chaotic from Brady's kiss, immediately cleared up when he mentioned Henry and Nicole. She quickly dodged his kiss, her face returning to normal, and she began to push him away, saying, "Mr. Hall, I need to go back."
However, her attempt to push him away was as futile as an egg striking a stone. Brady effortlessly subdued Violet again, his eyes seriously examining her face as he said, "If we don't talk about us, then let's talk about the paternity test, okay?"
"There's nothing to talk about. My cousin's children are none of my business," Violet said, her face tense as she looked at him.
Brady's thin lips moved, and he smiled slightly, his handsome face looking exceptionally wicked. Violet's heart trembled inappropriately at the sight, a feeling she quickly tried to shake off.
"I suspect they're my children. Don't I have a right to check?" Brady said slowly, his warm breath mixed with a faint tobacco scent brushing against Violet's face.
She couldn't help but turn her face away to avoid his breath. After hesitating for a moment, she said, "Mr. Hall, do as you please. Can you let me go now?"
Brady was reluctant to let her go, especially after tasting her lips, which were as delicious as sweet strawberries, making him crave more. So he lowered his head to kiss her again, his voice regaining its magnetic quality as he said, "Don't block my messages anymore, got it?"
Violet, enduring the panic from Brady's forced kiss and the waves of heat in her body, pretended to comply. "Got it, Mr. Hall."
"Okay." Seeing that Violet seemed to be obedient, Brady didn't strip off her dress and force himself on her, but he didn't miss any opportunity to touch her while kissing her, making her blush and unable to say a word.
At the same time, Violet felt extremely humiliated and shameless, but she had no way to resist him. She could only comply with him for now, waiting for him to finish kissing and touching her before he let her go. She then quickly got up from the bed, her face red as she began to straighten her dress.
Brady, on the other hand, calmly adjusted his shirt, returning to the cold and abstinent demeanor he showed to outsiders, with no trace of the possessiveness and madness from earlier.
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