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.

interesting to toy

driver exchanged knowing glances through the rearview mirror.

only one person could make Emyr

but with Emyr holding her in place, she had no chance

suddenly leaned her head back and, in a swift move, bit down on

jumped in surprise, calling

driving.

the back of her head, his hand sliding down her hair to rest at the nape of her neck.

low, warning tone, “If you bite me again, I’ll break your neck.”

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Don’t Kill Me

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but after a few moments of resistance, she

let

go,

her dazed gaze falling on the bite mark she had left. A wave of guilt hit her immediately.

first!”

phone to

he was doing, Charmaine quickly leaned in

time, rather than biting, she softly placed her lips on the bruise she had caused.

His entire frame shuddered, and his voice became rougher,

she muttered, still pressing her lips to his skin. “I’m just blowing on it. My

she kept blowing, Emyr’s

of her body pressed against his. Her proximity,

kept breaking his

force her to

a low, hoarse voice, he asked, “Charmaine, what is it that you really

“I’m here to treat you.”