Cross My Tigress Face the Wrath

Chapter 779

Their breaths tangled in the air, close and heavy.

Dan's hand brushed against something that didn't feel quite right, and he froze, breath catching in his throat.

Yvonne shot him a glare, even fiercer than before. "You jerk, where do you think you're putting your hand?"

No sooner had she said it than she grabbed his wrist and twisted, hard and fast. There was a sickening crack, and Dan shoved her off the desk.

He glared back, eyes just as sharp.

Yvonne, finally free, slid off the desk in a rush, but the moment her feet hit the floor, it was like every ounce of strength drained out of her. She dropped to her knees, hands splayed on the hardwood. Something was wrong-very wrong.

She looked up at Dan, anger burning in her eyes. "What the hell did you do to me?"

Yvonne had seen her share of wild situations over the years, but she knew her body, and this wasn't normal.

Dan's lips curled into a dark, knowing smile. "Impressive. I figured the sedative would've knocked you out by now, but you're tougher than I thought."

"Normally, you'd be out cold already."

Yvonne stared at him, mind reeling.

whole time, but hearing the word

bastard! You

second, her thoughts

eyes locked, a silent war raging between

kneeling down in front of her, long legs folding easily. His fingers reached out and lifted her chin.

was too fierce, too skilled. Hell, there probably wasn't another soul in half the

apart. She tried to spit at

glare only grew

her up

angrier. "Put me down, you son of

clear as day, and Dan felt his pulse race just a little

he said quietly,

nothing fake in

she could

on. "Yvonne, you used to

me, remember? So much

you'd never

hit a boiling

you? Are you delusional? What are you, living in some kind

lips parted, but he didn't