Mafia Don And His 7 Sisters

Chapter 560 I Can’t Say for Sure

“You stated that you wanted to become my woman, Miss Moore. Why are you acting so reserved now that we’ve just started? How can we go about taking the next step?”

“You can turn around and leave right now if you don’t want to be close to me. Despite being a rascal, I have morals. Never do I force a woman.”

“But it won’t be that easy if you take off my mask right now and then regret it later. You need to take responsibility.” He kept talking.

John increased his pressure and verbally attacked Violet’s psychological fortifications while she was still in a state of shock.

Even without the last sentence, Violet might have been hesitant, but because John had warned her that she would be responsible for him if she removed his mask, Violet became even more convinced that John was tricking her.

She was thinking that he was putting psychological pressure on her, trying to scare her off in that way, but the more he did it, the more it showed that he was being guilty.

He was John!

Violet thought backward and gritted her teeth before suddenly leaning forward, as if attempting to climb up John’s body. Her figure had a distinct curve when viewed from the side.

She tried it out.

Since she had a good impression of John, she decided to just assume that the masked man in front of her was him.

She suddenly felt relieved of a lot of the pressure as she considered that, and her expression became much more natural. She extended her thin hand to remove the mask from John’s face.

John ceased speaking altogether.

His heart wasn’t calm as well.

but when that girl was getting closer, he was greatly stimulated by the elegant

splatter. She reasoned that since it had already reached that point, she had no choice but to remove that rascal’s mask.

attempt would be in vain.

guilt and unease before suddenly extending her hand and ripping off John’s

a sudden, her eyes

John’s mask was another mask.

“You…”

realized what was happening and reached out to remove John’s second mask. However, she suddenly felt a tightening around her

higher

the second mask, he would not hesitate to

cheeky rascal, how dare

the guts to take off John’s second mask. Simply put, the price

pushed John’s straying hand away and left the Sword Emperor Hall. Since she was aware that John was playing a

there

the courage

the

pure motive, he didn’t feel any guilt toward her.

He was contemplating.

“Miss Moore…”

out of the Sword Emperor Hall,

with Miss Moore?”

rubbed the back of his head in

felt strange and

that Heavenly Sword

word bully, her pent-up grievances erupted, and she angrily said, “That prick is nothing but a