Chapter 170 Humble
The strong masculine aura completely enveloped Juniper.
Magnus' long fingers unbuttoned her jeans. His prominent knuckles and slightly cool large hand gripping her waist, inching downwards.
Juniper's face was pale, her moist eyes staring at him, silently accusing.
Magnus taunted with a light chuckle by her ear, "Juniper, don't look at me like that. It makes me feel like I'm no different from a bandit in your eyes."
Magnus was indeed plundering.
His voice was deep, even with a hint of tenderness, butut in those dark eyes, there was a strong sense of aggression.
Juniper was completely Magnus' prey.
Perhaps before, he had the patience to tease her, but now, the hunter clearly had lost patience.
Whether she consented or not, he wanted, and she had to give.
Crying was useless.
Juniper couldn't help but shiver, "Can we do this another day? I don't want to do it here."
Even if had her prepared, taking a couple of Paroxetine pills would be better than now.
Magnus smirked, mocking her innocence and said, "Bargaining? Juniper, you have to adapt to me."
Magnus wasn't intolerant, but he had endured for a whole year.
If he continued to endure, he would go crazy.
There were only two possibilities for a man who could maintain a platonic love towards a woman he liked, either he was lying, feeling nothing for that woman at all, or there was a physical obstacle.
Magnus was well aware that he had feelings for Juniper, and there was no physical obstacle.
Juniper had always been hiding in her shell. Initially, he wanted to wait, and to pretend to be a gentleman, waiting for her to accept him slowly.
However, given Juniper's temperament, if she wasn't forcibly dragged out of her shell, she would probably hide in it for a lifetime.
Magnus was tired of this lukewarm relationship. He was always greedy to Juniper. He wanted more... He wanted Juniper to cling to him, to surround him, to see Juniper smile at him, and also wanted Juniper to cry beneath him.
Desire gradually ignited in his eyes.
Magnus pressed Juniper against the mirror, and nibbled her lips. His hand reached around her waist, saying, "You can wear a skirt when you're with me."
Understanding his meaning, Juniper blushed again, closing her eyes helplessly, "Shameless!"
Magnus shrugged it off, "You'll like this shamelessness soon."
Bastard!
Just when Juniper had no way to escape and on the verge of collapse, Magnus' phone on the washbasin started ringing.
The phone kept vibrating, buzzing.
Juniper pushed him, "Answer the phone!"
Magnus buried in her neck and had no intention of answering. At a time like this, no man would want to stop and answer the phone.
"It's Michael!"
Juniper reached for the phone, sliding the screen to answer it.
To force Magnus to answer the phone, Juniper even turned on the speakerphone.
Michael's voice came through the phone, "I've set a wedding date, at the end of the month."
"Congratulations."
Magnus stared at Juniper, suddenly reaching over and pinching her waist harshly.
Without warning.
Juniper exclaimed.
She tried to cover the sound, but it was too late.
Michael had already heard and asked somewhat unnaturally, "Is Juniper with you?"
Juniper glared at Magnus, trying to leave the bathroom while she had the chance.
Magnus reached out his long arm, grabbing her arm, pulling her back.
At the same time, he turned off the speakerphone, picked up the phone to his ear, and continued to listen to the call and said, "Yes, she's with me, we're on a island."
"Why did you go to the island? Are you relaxing?"
Magnus looked down at the woman in his arms, absentmindedly replying to Michael, "Yes, the seaside view here is nice. After you and Sinclair finish the wedding, you can come here for your honeymoon."
"I'll send you the invitation later. Wish you and Juniper have fun."
"Okay. I'll bring Juniper to attend your wedding."
Before Michael hung up, Magnus pinched Juniper's chin, sealing her lips with a kiss, murmuring, "If you make a few more sounds, I'll let you go."
Juniper probably understood Magnus' intentions, embracing his neck, softly moaning twice.
She was shy, her face turning red up to her ears, but between being awkward and losing her life, Juniper chose to be awkward.
After hearing her moaning, Magnus seemed very satisfied, a smile coming to his lips, calmly hanging up the phone.
At Maple Villa.
Michael absentmindedly put down his phone.
He heard Juniper's voice. That soft moan made it hard not to think more.
Just now, Magnus said on the phone that he would bring Juniper to attend his wedding.
He understood the implication behind those words.
Michael had originally planned to send Juniper a wedding invitation, but now it seemed unnecessary.
Juniper wasn't even his friend. She was just his best friend's woman.
He didn't even have the qualification to personally invite Juniper to the wedding.
Sinclair came in, holding several wedding invitations of different style, "Michael, which invitation do you think is better?"
Michael was not in the mood, looking indifferent, "Just use whichever you think looks good, I think they're all fine."
Sinclair looked at him, saying, "The invitations haven't been sent out yet. There's still time to change your mind."
"What are you talking about? We agreed to get married before. Why would I regret it?"
Sinclair lowered her gaze, being silent for a few seconds.
Michael realized her mood wasn't right, so he held her hand, "Don't overthink it. The wedding is in half a month. I've already agreed..."
Sinclair interrupted him suddenly, saying, "If Juniper wasn't with Magnus, would you still want to marry me?"
Once the words were spoken, even if there were no answer, they couldn't be taken back.
A hint of irritation crossed Michael's face, he explained, "Juniper has gotten back together with Magnus. I never pursued her before, and I won't in the future. Don't make these assumptions anymore. Sinclair, don't ask these questions anymore. There are no 'ifs' now. We are getting married."
Sinclair smiled reluctantly, "Then look into my eyes and tell me, do you like me?"
"Sinclair, what's gotten into you today? I've already called Magnus and told him we're getting married. Juniper was with him. How else do you want me to prove that I want to marry you?"
Sinclair's smile frozen and continued to ask," can't you speak it up, right?"
Michael held her shoulders, looked into her eyes and compromised at last," I like you, Sinclair. Is that okay now?"
"Really?"
But why? In Michael's eyes, Sinclair couldn't sence any love, but only profunctotiness.
It looked that their wedding was to tell all his friends that he did not like Juniper at all.
However, things got more apparent the more they were concealed.
Michael rubbed his brow, somewhat helplessly saying," how else do you want me to prove it so that you will believe?"
Sinclair took out a photo and held it up in front of him.
It was the only photo of him and Juniper together.
He had cut out Magnus, who was standing on Juniper's left, in the photo.
Michael had kept this photo for many years and had looked at it for many years.
He frowned and asked, "How did you find this photo?"
Sinclair chuckled mockingly, her eyes gradually becoming moist, "You often look at this photo, how could I not know? Michael, your acting is too clumsy. Do you really think Magnus doesn't know you like Juniper? If he hadn't known, he wouldn't have hugged and kissed Juniper in front of you."
Sinclair's words hit a nerve with Michael.
He suddenly stood up, snatching the photo, "Those are all things from the past. They're all over. Now I'm with you, is it interesting for you to keep harping on Juniper?"
No, not interesting.
"Fine, then you burn the photo. Since it's all in the past, keeping this photo doesn't make sense."
As long as Michael burned the photo, she was willing to give it another try.
Even if she had to act very humble, she accepted it.
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