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Chapter 23 Part 3 Tension Between Grace and Annie

Annie lifted her eyes, recognizing the newcomer as Grace.

Her gaze skimmed the taut white gown, then the deliberate cleavage.

Her brows pinched the slightest bit; displeasure flickered in her eyes before she looked at the item in Grace's hand and understood her purpose.

But dressed so loudly, eyes dripping with lust, Grace did not look like someone delivering a gift more like someone hunting prey.

Yet Annie knew Liam was here to see the wider world.

For his sake, she swallowed what she'd been about to say.

That Victor Qi has no sense, sending his wife dressed like this to please a child disgraceful, she thought.

"Young Master Lee, Ms. An."

Grace's smile softened further.

She nodded to Annie, then turned to Liam, setting the golden‑nanmu box on the table.

"Victor just bought this pill and heard you fancied it, so he asked me to bring it to you."

Before Annie could speak, Grace smoothly sat in the narrow space beside Liam so narrow that her heavy buttocks immediately pressed against him.

Soft flesh wrapped his hip.

He took a quiet breath, tamping down the surge of lust and keeping his face cool.

A faint perfume, mixed with the scent of a young matron, drifted around him.

Across from them, Annie saw every small move clearly how Grace's strap "accidentally" slipped off one shoulder, exposing more bare skin; how the gown's neckline released a good half of her breasts, which gave a tiny bounce in the air before she "reluctantly" reached up to adjust it.

Her fingers lingered on her shoulder; a misty look filled her eyes as she gazed at Liam, making Annie clench the hem of her coat under her palms.

Shameless woman, she fumed inwardly.

"About last time, I truly owe you an apology…"

Ignoring Annie's glare, Grace lowered her voice until it barely reached his ear, warm breath brushing his lobe.

"Victor keeps saying he was foolish and begged me to apologize on his behalf.

"Please don't hold it against him."

He finally stopped his fingers on the screen and turned his head, eyes cool.

"Grace, you have a good memory.

"I thought you'd already forgotten.

"Back when we first met, you could barely spare me a glance.

"I wouldn't have thought you remembered 'offending' me at all."

The words stabbed deep.

Her smile faltered for a heartbeat.

She was startled by how different he was from the shy boy she'd met startled by how he could, with a few sentences, put her entirely in his palm.

She felt as if she were facing a seasoned fox, not a teenager.

Panic flashed in her eyes.

She truly had forgotten her earlier contempt, remembering only the way her body had awakened under him, and how starved she'd felt since.

Her husband's years of neglect had left her desperate to be loved and controlled; Victor's "order" was merely a convenient pretext.

She swallowed her nerves and snuggled closer, pressing her warm breast against his arm and sliding it up and down.

"Please don't tease me, Young Master Li.

"I was blind before and didn't recognize you.

"Don't take it to heart…"

"Blind?"

He raised a brow and let his gaze travel over her plunging neckline, desire in his eyes but mockery on his tongue.

"I'd say your eyes work just fine.

"Once you knew who I am, your attitude changed fast enough.

"At the tea exhibition, your chin was so high it nearly scraped the ceiling."

He ignored how she'd later thrown herself at him.

He pinned her with that initial arrogance instead.

For an anxious woman like her, it was brutally effective.

Her cheeks flushed all the way to her ears.

Her fingers knotted in her skirt; shame and panic twisted together and underneath it all, excitement.

She liked him this way.

So young, yet always capable of piercing her thoughts with a single sentence.

His cool control intoxicated her far more than Victor's slime or Eric's clumsy eagerness.

Biting her lip, she gave up pretending to be dignified and pressed her whole body against his arm.

Her softness brushed deliberately against his shoulder.

"It was my fault, Young Master Li…

"I was blind before.

"I didn't recognize your status, and I hadn't yet tasted how strong you are…"

She emphasized the last word.

Red crept up the corners of her eyes; her pale skin flushed slowly as desire rose.

"Please don't be angry.

"Let me… make it up to you?"

He watched the color bloom on her face, amusement deepening.

He didn't push her away, leaving her chest flattening softly against his arm.

"Make it up to me?

"How?

"The way you did last time saying 'no' with your mouth while your body speaks the truth?

"Or with this pill no one even knows works?"

Her breath hitched.

He had struck straight at her intention.

Her hand crept along the table until her fingertips touched the back of his.

His skin ran cool; hers was warm as her finger stroked lightly.

"As long as you forgive me, as long as it pleases you, I'll do anything.

"Liam… if you take this pill, you'll be even stronger… like a tiger with wings.

"And then…"

Her fingers slid up his hand to his wrist, circling it gently.

Her other hand toyed with her skirt, "smoothing" it while inching the hem higher to reveal a slice of gleaming thigh.

"If you want… anything… I'll obey you."

Outside, a stocky figure pressed to the door gap, watching Eric.

He had slipped away while his father and Maggie were at it, intending only to see when his mother would return.

Instead, he found her nearly draped over Liam, strap fallen to her elbow, hand clasping Liam's wrist, one thigh exposed, her breasts mashed against his arm as she stroked his chest with a look of raw seduction he had never seen.

His fists clenched until his knuckles went white; his little belly rose and fell violently with rage.

She hadn't been "unwell" after all she'd been thinking of another man.

He wanted to burst in, drag her away and scream at her, but his feet were rooted.

He knew Liam's status and how his own father groveled before him.

If he charged in now, he'd bring disaster on himself and Victor would beat him half to death.

So he could only watch.

Watch her press closer, watch her breasts rub up and down his arm.

By now, he imagined, her pussy must be flooding.

He watched her gaze up at Liam with wet, pleading eyes, her voice soft as water.

"Young Master Li, please forgive Victor… and spoil me a little too, won't you?"

Fire all but leapt from Eric's eyes.

A bitter taste rose in his throat.

He could only bite down hard and swallow his jealousy and hate, nails gouging his palm.

He hated Liam for stealing his mother.

He hated himself more for being too weak.

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