Chapter 58 I didn't use any tactics. Please let me go.
"Mr. Hall, I am not using any tactics. Please let me go,"
Violet struggled to breathe under his pressure. He was so strong and tall, like a solid wall.
Their bodies were so close, and his warm breath was almost scorching. Violet felt uncomfortable all over.
She desperately tried to push him away, but he remained immovable.
"Miss Devereux, since that day a year ago, I have been telling you not to appear before me. Why don't you listen?"
Brady's gentle hand pressed heavily on her shoulder, as if he could crush her in the next second.
Violet scowled at him, knowing he still despised her.
She forced herself to say, "Mr. Hall, I didn't intentionally appear before you, and I didn't know that JK was acquired by the Hall family. I just really need this job."
Violet explained each word carefully, but Brady's attention was distracted by her soft, red lips.
His gaze dropped, fixed on her slightly parted lips. He desired to kiss her fiercely and savor the sweetness within.
"Mr. Hall, I really didn't do it on purpose," Violet hurriedly finished explaining and looked at Brady, wanting to see if he was angry.
Strangely, he didn't seem angry. Instead, he stared at her with a deep and intense gaze.
Violet became more and more uncomfortable under his gaze and wanted to leave.
But before she could push him away again, he unexpectedly spoke, "How much will it cost to have you for a night? Will you sleep with me tonight?"
He was also a flesh-and-blood adult with natural desires. Even though this woman had schemed against him a year ago, making him furious, today was different.
What was going on? He really wanted this woman.
So, when the desire of the body broke through the rationality of the brain, and the desire appeared calm, he wanted to sleep with this woman.
"Make an offer," Brady continued.
Violet was completely frozen, looking at this male god who drove all the women in New York crazy in astonishment.
Her mind went blank for a moment. Didn't he dislike her? Didn't he not want to see her? Why did he still want her to accompany him in bed?
Of course, these things were not important. What mattered was how could he treat her as the type of woman that could be bought with money?
It was an insult to her dignity. So, once Violet snapped out of it, she refused without hesitation, "Mr. Hall, I am not for sale."
"500,000, how about that? Just one night?"
Brady's eyes became intense. The desire of his body became uncontrollable along with the faint milky fragrance emanating from this woman, making him almost unable to restrain the urge to kiss her.
"Mr. Hall, as I said, I am not for sale,"
Violet bit her lip and said word by word, "Mr. Hall, I want to go home."
Tonight, Brady wasn't in the right state of mind and naturally didn't care about what she said. He freed up his hand and firmly gripped her chin, his tone deep, "Why are you avoiding me now? Weren't you plotting against me before?"
"I didn't," Violet knew that she couldn't explain this matter in a short time, and she didn't want to explain it.
She just wanted to leave immediately.
"Seems like your mouth needs some discipline to be more honest, hmm?"
Brady said while tightening his grip on her soft chin. Then he lowered his head and forcefully kissed her soft lips that he could hardly resist. Deeply and dominantly. He almost wanted to devour Violet.
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