Chapter 435 This Is How You Behave

Her flexibility wasn't great, but she suddenly lifted her long leg and kicked him in the chest, "Get away from me!"

But he caught her foot with one hand, his long fingers wrapping around her ankle. Whether it was because her ankle was too thin or his fingers were too long, even after wrapping around it, his fingers still had a bit left over. He used that bit of his index finger to stroke her skin, over and over again, "I have my reasons for not answering your calls. It's not convenient to tell you right now."

Ashley's leg was stretched across two seats, separated by the center console, making her position as awkward as it could be, "Let go of me first."

Damian smirked, not only did he not let go, but he also untied her shoelace, pulled off her shoe, and tossed it to the back seat, leaving a clean right foot in his hand, "Too skinny, it hurts my hand."

He actually noticed she had lost weight at first glance. She was already thin before, and now she looked even worse. She should eat more and gain some weight; it would be more comfortable to hold her, especially for certain things.

Ashley, annoyed, tried to kick him again, but with her ankle in his grip, she had no chance of succeeding, "Mr. Hearst, you've been out here for a while. The person inside must be getting impatient. If you don't go back soon, how will you explain it to them?"

Damian admired the moisture in her eyes, which looked like a cat's eye stones, becoming even more exquisite when wet. He seemed to understand why he always wanted to make her cry in bed; when she cried, her eyes were like springs, refreshing his body and mind.

"Still won't admit you're jealous? Your jealousy is too obvious."

Ashley sneered, "How could I possibly be jealous?"

Damian pulled her ankle closer, his gaze ambiguous, "Why deny it?"

Damn it!

Ashley gritted her teeth and struggled, but her body was tilted by his pull, making it impossible to sit up straight or lie down flat, which was extremely awkward. To avoid making the atmosphere more ambiguous, she said coldly, "Since you were at the club, you should know what happened. Trinity offended me, and I had to deal with her. It just so happened that it occurred on your turf."

Damian's long fingers stroked the top of her foot, tracing the veins on her skin. His movements were light but carried a thunderous force, each stroke eliciting the expected response.

So, her feet were this sensitive too?

"You could be more straightforward, like asking me to protect you."

Ashley was so uncomfortable by his teasing that she puffed up her cheeks in anger, "Even if I don't say it, you wouldn't allow a scandal on your turf. Besides, Trinity is already your discarded pawn. I dealt with her, you should be applauding me. With me handling it, Mr. Hearst doesn't have to get his hands dirty. No need to thank me."

"Haha!"

Damian suddenly laughed out loud twice. He rarely laughed like this, his deep eyes like crescent moon blades, his lips moving the young, tight muscles, and his clear voice like a thousand-year-old poison, "That mouth of yours needs to be dealt with."

As soon as he finished speaking, Ashley felt her body lighten. The next moment, she was pulled across the center console, held in his arms, and wedged into the narrow driver's seat, stuck between his embrace and the steering wheel.

If she were any fatter, she wouldn't have fit.

Damian easily locked her in place, his expression a mix of amusement and menace, "How do you want me to thank you?"

Ashley's breathing became unnatural, but she had no idea how to get out of this embarrassing situation, "My law license was revoked."

"You want me to help you get it back?"

Ashley bit her lip and remained silent.

Besides Damian, she couldn't think of anyone else who could help her. But asking him for help would put her in a lower position, and she didn't want to be that humble.

She nodded silently, and Damian deliberately straightened her shoulders, making her look at him, "The license was revoked after multiple levels of review, involving many departments. To get it back would require a lot of effort. You just caused trouble at my club, and now you want me to go to such lengths. At least give me a reasonable explanation."

In such a position, in such a narrow space, anything said would make one blush. Ashley's ears turned red involuntarily, and she tried to turn her head away, only to have it turned back by his large hand, "What kind of reason do you want?"

Her mind was a bit muddled, trying hard to stay calm, but all her defenses were melting in the heat of their intertwined bodies, and her voice became uncontrollably soft.

Damian's Adam's apple bobbed forcefully, "I'm hungry."

Ashley felt a sense of relief, "I'll treat you to dinner. There are many 24-hour restaurants nearby. It might be hard to book a private room, but I can choose a well-reviewed and clean one."

Damian frowned, "I said, I'm hungry."

"I'm helping you choose a restaurant..." As she spoke, Ashley realized something was off. Seeing his frowning expression, she finally understood.

This hunger wasn't that kind of hunger.

Damian teased, "Your place or mine?"

Ashley lowered her eyelids, the only action she could take was, "Is this the price for helping me get my license back?"

Damian played with the long hair by her ear, his lips moving closer, his tongue licking her earlobe, the soft flesh, "My place?"

Ashley's phone suddenly rang.

"Wait, let me take this call."

Damian wasn't in a hurry; she couldn't go anywhere like this.

The call was from Sean.

Ashley regretted picking it up.

Damian watched with amusement, "Answer it."

Ashley glared at him, "Hello? Mr. Ross."

Sean, not seeing Ashley after coming out, was worried she was being troubled by Damian, so he called to check. Hearing her voice, he quickly asked, "Where are you? Are you okay?"

Before Ashley could respond, her ear was suddenly enveloped by warm lips, teasing and rolling, making her half-body go numb, her toes curling, and her fingers clutching Damian's pants, "I'm... fine, something came up, I need to go home first."

Sean's voice was anxious, "Are you alone? Can you drive?"

Ashley's fingers tightened, cold sweat forming on her forehead from trying to maintain control, "I can, I'm on the road, let's talk another day."

After hanging up, Ashley finally let out a breath, "What are you doing!"

Damian released her ear, "Move over, I'll drive."

Ashley was stuck there, unable to move, trying to wiggle out.

Damian's body tensed, his lower half hardening, his voice rough and dangerous, "Ashley, do you want me to make love to you right here?"

Ashley deliberately ignored the hardness beneath her, "Lower the seat a bit, the space is too small, I can't get out!"

Damian's lips curved up, "If you can't get out, then don't. Stay like this, it's more obedient."

After much effort, she finally returned to the passenger seat, one foot bare, looking disheveled. She hurriedly tidied her messy hair in the rearview mirror and wiped off the lipstick that was almost gone from her lips.

Damian propped his head on his hand, watching for a while before saying, "I've changed my mind."

The Ex-Wife's Revenge: Love and Law in the Crossfire
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