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Rita's eyes were wide open as she noticed the man pressing on her.

Enraged, she gave the man a slap. "Don't touch me!"

Give a clap!

A forceful smack echoed across the space.

The man's face flushed.

"Damn you!" Liam's eyes were as cold as a razor blade as he grabbed her throat.

Rita felt her throat tingle and her face hurt so much.

Her tiny hands clawed at the large hand, attempting to gain a small space to breathe, but the more she fought to break free, the harder the man's hand clawed. Her face went purple from the lack of air.

"Ahem ... Ahem .. let go of me!"

With a frustrated look, the man threw the woman aside.

He ought to be at ease, but why could this woman always make him feel agitated?

He thought he was just being nice at first, but little did he know that this foolish woman would treat him badly.

Asshat!

"I'm not that mad to have sex with a woman like you!" The man gave a chilly snort and gave the door a sour expression.

Rita's tense nerves loosened as she stared at the close