My Reborn Story Is Insane (Back to My Worst Birthday and Starting Anew)

Chapter 97 Please Don’t Kill Me

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Emyr showed no sympathy at all. Without hesitation, he held her hand down, preventing any movement.

It seemed like something had caught his attention. He turned her hand over, closely examining her palm.

The roughness was unmistakable–evidence of hard labor and time spent working.

Charmaine tried to pull away, but Emyr noticed the reddened skin on the back of her hand. His eyes narrowed slightly as he pinned her down again.

Powerless to move, Charmaine leaned forward, her voice curious, “What are you looking at?”

Emyr pressed down lightly on the back of her hand, causing her to gasp, “Ow!”

He released her hand only to begin massaging the tender area with his fingers.

His voice remained cold as he spoke, “You should’ve stayed at the villa. What made you leave and wander around?”

Charmaine, slightly pouting, replied in a soft tone, “Someone asked me to treat them. That’s why I came out

“And that’s exactly why I told you to stay out of other people’s business. What would you have done if you hadn’t run into Keon?”

Her lips stuck out, her face tinged with a faint flush. She felt like clay in his hands–soft, yielding, and easily molded.

Emyr didn’t hesitate to tease her, pinching and squeezing wherever he could.

This woman, who often clashed with him, had been a constant source of annoyance.

He’d considered putting an end to her defiance many times, but now … doing away with her seemed too simple.

far more interesting to toy with

Tad and the driver exchanged knowing glances

only one person could make Emyr behave

winced, struggling against him, but with Emyr holding her in

in a swift move, bit down

and Tad jumped in surprise, calling out, “Mr.

hissed, “Keep driving.

tap on the back of her head, his hand sliding

warning tone, “If you

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97 Please Don’t Kill

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winced in realization, but after a few moments of resistance, she finally

let

go,

on the bite mark she had

first!”

out his phone to examine the mark on his neck.

he was doing, Charmaine quickly leaned

time, rather than biting, she softly placed her lips

lightly, her lips brushing his skin, sending a tingle through his body. His entire frame shuddered, and his voice became rougher, “Charmaine, what are you

don’t kill me,” she muttered, still pressing her lips to his skin. “I’m just blowing on

kept blowing, Emyr’s body went

warmth of her body pressed against

doing it–over and over. She kept breaking his rules, and now,

face to force her to look him in

him. In a low, hoarse voice, he asked, “Charmaine, what is it that you really want from

“I’m here to treat you.”