When I Was A Wallflower

Chapter 342 Do Not Anger Me Using Other Men

Leo Alston!

At that moment, he was mercilessly biting and sucking at Amelie's lips like a ferocious beast. Her lips were in agony from his kiss.

When she looked at him, his eyes were half-closed. He was so close that his long lashes nearly brushed against her skin.

Rage burned in his eyes, and his jaws were tense. He held her so tightly that she could barely move an inch.

In her mind, Leo had always been a cold, aloof, and strict man. Moreover, strong emotions were not easily acted upon. This side of him was a stranger to Amelie.

The kiss continued for so long that she was running out of air. Her legs went weak as her body slid down to the floor despite her demands not to do so. When she was about to suffocate, he let go of her. Then, his arms were steadily wrapped around her waist.

"Have you gone mad?" As she did not even have the strength to stand up, her only option was to glare and breathlessly shout at him.

Suddenly, Leo pressed Amelie closer with a strong palm on her head and neck. "You are not allowed to be so intimate with those men!"

As soon as he thought of Blake hugging her and all the body contact that would have happened, his entire being would radiate with pain as if he had been scalded by boiling water.

Meanwhile, Leo's other arm curled even tighter around her waist as if he was trying to squeeze out any of Blake's scent from her.

His hot breath brushed against her earlobe as his lips were so close that he was almost kissing her ear. When she felt his heat, she thought she might be gobbled up and drowned in his breath. "Let go of me for now. I can't breathe."

After Leo heard that, he finally let go of Amelie.

At that moment, the elevator stopped. She bolted far away from him and turned to stare at him warily with her back against the wall. Then, she watched as he walked out of the elevator.

A stray strand of hair was hanging in front of one of his eyes, covering half of it, and his clothes were wrinkled, suggesting he had come in a hurry.

"Stop!" Amelie commanded.

Surprisingly, Leo obeyed and stood there.

way he looked at her seemed much gentler than before. Still, it was the type of gentleness associated with a cocoon that trapped its prey with layers

no longer in his arms,

trembled uncontrollably. It took her a while to calm down enough to speak again. "Speak if you have something to

you were with Blake," Leo declared

his black eyes. It made him look so pitiful, like a child who had been wronged. He had always thought he would be okay with anything she did, even if it was done in revenge against him, as long as she did not leave his sight. However, when

him, feeling quite speechless upon hearing that.

he had no right to make any demands

did to Toby, she had no choice but to explain,

even if that's the case!" Then, he strode over and tugged at the straps of her bag.

twitch and shift in his body, but all she saw was his fingers darting into her bag to pull a tiny knife from within it.

that, Amelie was rendered speechless.

she brought around as a precaution against dangerous men. It was a

you can attack me yourself. Do not anger me using other men."

did not have a long blade, it would still

if being stabbed in the heart was trivial.

in and end his life. That would stop him from picking fights with her whenever he

through gritted teeth, "Enough. I don't want

agreement then," he stated

shameless response from him.

has nothing to do with me." Amelie was in no mood to be fooled. "I have the right to date anyone I want. If you are really going

that, he silently stared at her, speechless. He would much rather she had stabbed him than

he knew what other men were like. How Blake looked at her was definitely not how a brother would look at his sister. Blake was ambitious!

felt the urge to scoop out Blake's eyes and feed them to the dogs. However, he would have fallen for his trap if he had

piece, she could not continue talking to him. So, she turned around with

door shut right in

rendered speechless by that act.

…

leaves of the ginkgo trees were turning yellow. They formed a

table underneath the trees, dressed in a red dress and a pair of black Mary Janes, who was cheerfully swinging her legs to and fro. She held a strawberry ice cream cone in a chubby little