The True Heiress's Return

Chapter 59

Walter felt a bit hot. He loosened his collar, revealing the edge of a Jesus pendant and a tattoo. Shakira glanced at it but was quickly forced by him to lift her chin again.

His hand was large, and Shakira's face seemed tiny in it, like a doll he could easily manipulate.

Walter ran his pinky gently along her jawline. Unintentionally, they ended up even closer. Their noses were almost touching.

Shakira blinked, and Walter could feel her eyelashes brushing against his face.

Walter spoke again, his breath carrying the sweet, intoxicating scent of osmanthus from her lips, making Shakira even more entranced.

But his words were like ice, making Shakira shiver. "If you ever bring this up again, I'll snap your neck without hesitation."

Shakira's eyes widened in fear.

Instinctively, she let out a hiccup and covered her face with her hands, starting to whine. "The big bad guy is scaring me again. Besides breaking necks, what else can you do!" Walter narrowed his eyes dangerously. "Big bad guy?"

Shakira didn't notice the cold storm brewing in his eyes and continued in her own world. "Yeah, the evil big bad guy! If you hadn't shown up, I would've driven Fiona crazy!"

"Heh." Walter suddenly seemed interested. "So, what would you have said if I hadn't come?"

"Hehe, I'd have said that not only have I touched his abs, but I've also kissed his lips. They're soft and warm, like jelly-really nice to kiss. And sitting on him was like a roller coaster, so much fun. I want to do it again-mmph mmph!" Walter's face turned dark. He had only one thought now. 'Shut her

up and her from rambling!"

stop

Walter grabbed the back of her head and, with a forceful kiss, shut her up. Shakira, who was only good at talking, was no match for him.

Overwhelmed by the taste of alcohol, Shakira went limp and slumped against his chest.

Walter panted heavily. "Still going to talk?"

Shakira's lips were numb, and her eyes were watery. "I won't talk anymore, I promise..."

red. "Alright, if you're drunk, just settle down and sleep." Shakira, already dizzy, now saw only darkness. She

a sharp pain in the back of

was just some fruit wine and had drunk a lot for fun. 'But why do my lips hurt too?' Standing in front of the mirror, Shakira saw that she had a cut

time, with fragmented images flashing through her mind, but she couldn't

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Chapter 59

and went

was sipping coffee, glanced at her

gave a warm smile, though there was a

"Levi, how did I get home

were drunk last night. The Mr.

was stunned.

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wake you, you wouldn't stir. Brian tried to carry you, but the Mr.

this nice

closer and saw the bite mark on his neck, she froze, feeling a

neck was injured, and her mouth was injured. It must be her

coffee cup down. "Aren't

sorry." She was getting faster at apologizing each

Then tell me,

definitely wasn't going to admit

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"I didn't manage to get you home safely last night and ended up passing out myself. I'm really sorry about

dodging the real

"Did I make any other mistakes? You are so generous, you surely

didn't say anything but looked pointedly at the corner of

beast having marked its territory, Walter felt strangely pleased. "Fine, but if

again, punish me however you

chin slightly, showing unusual leniency.

kept agreeing, breathing a sigh of relief. Her neck was saved, for

walked out, someone she didn't want