Blind Date Turned Proposal

Josie’s helplessness still lingered, and she couldn’t believe Dexter would humiliate her like that.

Still, she shook her head and used her last bit of strength to say, “I don’t like it. Nor am I willing to do it.”

Dexter looked at her, his eyes devoid of warmth. Whenever he recalled the picture of her with another. man, the agitation deep within him roiled relentlessly, almost pushing him to the brink of endurance.

He leaned down and grasped the back of her neck, forcing her closer to him. “But I like it.”

When he was not in the mood to talk nicely, he was no different from a frivolous man who regarded the world with disdain. He would have no qualms about causing chaos and destruction to obtain something he desired.

Kneeling on the ground, Josie clutched at his pants tightly, yet the expensive fabric barely wrinkled.

“You lured me here with your tricks just for this?”

Dexter didn’t affirm or deny it. “Isn’t this what you’re best at?”

It was a blatant insult. Surprisingly, Josie didn’t get angry. She stopped struggling, her fair and delicate hand landing on his silver belt. With a light press on the buckle, a soft click sounded.

blazed all the

continued doing it all with her face devoid of expression. Just when she was about to

doing whatever I

mere thought of it ignited an uncontrollable urge to kill someone

her eyes. “Wasn’t it you who

frustration, yet she continued, “Isn’t what you enjoy most watching me

showed on his face, devoid of any warmth. “Yeah, I suppose.” Josie

of the gap between them as she was at that moment. He grew up surrounded by

them had long since widened into a gulf when she went

her eyes. “Why… have you changed into

boy she grew up with or the man she came to know after

right in the heart, and her sorrowful

the view wasn’t expansive, it offered great.

storm assailed the world out there. The darkness outside made the room

a corner, watching the heavy raindrops pelt