Chapter 72 A Vicious Slap

Calista's neck was turning red from his fingers and she stirred in her sleep from the pain. She groggily cracked her eyes open to see who was in front of her.

When she realized who it was, she frowned and grumbled unhappily, "Lucian, don't touch me."

The effect of her words was instantaneous. The only sound left in the room was the sound of their breaths. Lucian had still been able to keep his anger in check, but right now, he had reached his limit.

Fury was radiating off him in waves as he yanked her toward him again and pinned her to the bed.

"You won't let me touch but you would let Paul touch you? I don't know if I should compliment you for being smart for knowing how to make a man submit to you or if I should call you stupid. Out of all the men in this city, why did you have to choose my friend? Or do you think that I would choose a woman like you over my friend?"

Calista didn't answer. She was completely pinned down by him, and she looked as if she had fallen asleep again.