Chapter 1799

Andrew easily caught Chantelle's hand mid-strike. Then, he stepped forward sharply, pinning her against the wall in one smooth move.

"You-" she growled, the spark in her eyes flaring with real anger. She lifted her knee, aiming a kick at him.

However, Andrew was faster. His leg slipped between hers, firm and unyielding, stopping her in place.

Chantelle's breath caught. She could feel the pressure of his muscular thigh locking her in place, and her heartbeat pounded wildly.

How could this jerk be so damn forceful?

They were face to face, so close their noses nearly brushed.

"Don't test my patience. You lost a bet. Now honor it. Don't make me force your hand," Andrew whispered in her ear.

felt a rush of heat that made her squirm. It was not

Andrew. That's an order!" she snapped, though her voice lacked the

and carried her up to the third

as she scrambled upright. Her mouth opened, ready to yell. However, something soft landed on her face. She pulled it off, glanced down, and her

pair of

her hand, immediately

help you," Andrew said as he leaned

"Y-You had this prepared in advance? You really thought this through,

Andrew grinned. "Of course.

it whent was a little rough. Well,

mouth to deny it, but he cut her off

it. I like it, and that's

strangle him. There was no way out, and she could not make a scene. If Francesca

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