Where Petals of Vengeance Bloom

Chapter 345

Mandy realized what Liam was about to do, and her whole body trembled with

fear. "Stop! Are you out of your mind? Normand's still outside!" she pleaded, panic flooding her eyes as she shoved desperately at Liam's chest to halt his reckless advance.

Liam paused, looming over her as she lay sprawled across the seat, cheeks flushed and chest heaving. "Exactly. If he wants to watch and listen, let him. Maybe then he'll finally stop obsessing over you."

"You're shameless. At least I still have some dignity," Mandy spat, glaring at him with gritted teeth.

Liam chuckled, a teasing glint in his eye. “Scared, are you?”

His fingers traced lightly down her cheek, lingering at her collarbone. Wherever he touched, it felt like sparks skittered across Mandy's skin. The blush on her face deepened, spreading until she looked as red as a boiled lobster.

Her shy, flustered look clearly delighted Liam.

"Is this what you want?" he murmured, eyebrow raised and a wicked grin tugging at his lips.

Mandy seethed inwardly. She never expected someone who looked so refined and gentlemanly on the outside to be such a wolf underneath. Behind closed doors, Liam was the very definition of a charming scoundrel.

Grinding her teeth, Mandy shot back, "Liam, enough already. I'm not even a man why are you chasing me like this?"

her, completely baffled. "Of course you're not a man.

the other day you two looked awfully close. You want me to believe you're

uncovered some scandalous truth, Mandy cursed under her breath. "God,

help but laugh at her wild accusations. "After everything we've done, you still

low and dangerous. "How about we

hand slipped

his hand away, her voice trembling with a

then, a

pounding furiously on the car window, his voice hoarse with emotion. "Liam! Let Mandy go! If you lay a finger on her, I swear I'll

ignored Normand completely. Instead, he looked down at Mandy. "You don't like it here? Fine. We'll go home and

warning, he yanked off his

make sure everyone gets a show,"

away, refusing to look at his infuriatingly smug expression. Inside, she was silently cursing her luck-she'd definitely attracted a

her hair almost

he opened the car

fury.

cold, disdainful look. "Do I need your permission to be with my own

words hit Normand like a slap. He raised his