“A penny for your thoughts, Ms. MacMin?” Evan said huskily and in a teasing manner as he gazed at


    her with his dark eyes. Anya was pulled out of her stupor instantly.


    The man’s husky voice filled her ears.


    Anya felt the tip of her ears burn. Her voice was stiff and awkward when she spoke. “Mr. Welton, I’m


    sure it’s fine as long as you like it. I’m a fashion designer. I know nothing about furniture.”


    “You’re helping your cousin take care of her twins, aren’t you? You should know what kids like.” Evan


    was undoubtedly great with words. He knew how to set up verbal traps and how to lure his prey into


    those traps. As long as he suspected you of hiding something from him, he wouldn’t rest until he made


    you spill your secrets.


    But Anya was no ordinary prey. She wasn’t going to fall for his tricks that easily. She remained polite


    albeit a little stiff when she replied the man. “Mr. Welton, I am staying with my niece and nephew, but


    my aunt is the one who’s taking care of them. I don’t have kids myself. I know nothing about what they


    like or dislike.”


    “You should hire a professional to take a look at that, Mr. Welton,” Anya said before bending slightly


    and getting ready to worm her way out of the man’s arms.


    But just as she was ready to do that…


    Evan reached out and caught her wrist. Then, he pulled her onto his wide and expensive looking


    sandalwood desk and leaned his weight in. His voice was a low and husky rasp. “I trust Ms.


    MacMin’s taste and skill as a designer.”


    The man was a hazard and a bully.


    He had her trapped between him and the desk.


    Anya couldn’t move at all.


    And what had he been going on about?


    That had just been an excuse to cop a feel.


    Anya was livid. She stiffened, then stared at Evan warily. “Mr. Welton, if you keep this up, I’ll have to


    call the cops and report you for sexual harassment.”


    He was the CEO of the Welton Group. Surely, he would have some care for his reputation?


    Apparently, Evan didn’t. He didn’t seem ruffled by Anya’s threat to call the cops at all. Instead, the look


    in his eyes darkened as he pursed his lips. The next moment, he was smiling a polite smile. He didn’t


    try anything though. Anya thought that perhaps the man apparently did have some vague inkling of


    what personal boundaries were.


    Yet, the next moment, he was leaning into Anya again and trapping the young woman within his arms


    like a songbird within a small cage. His voice was as stark as day. “Would you like to kiss me?”


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    What? Kiss him?


    Anya stiffened with shock. A momentter, a lush slowly unfured crowser cheats


    He must be joking


    What happened to the intimidating and distant Evan Wetton that she had known all along


    Perhaps she didn’t understand the man before her at al


    After all, she had harbored a crush on the young man from afar


    She had never truly known him


    That was why she had been shocked by how forceful and bullish the man was


    Evan did whatever he wanted. It was his way or the highway. He gave no thougs or consideration to his


    partners


    Anya bit her lips softly before shoving her hands against the man. The man cleany worked out on a


    regr basis. His chest


    wotasuta was firm and made him an unmovable wall of muscle “Mr Welton, please step away from me I


    do not wish to kiss you?


    It was like trying to move the Great Wall of China


    She could feel how hard and firm his chest was as she ced her palms against it. It felt a lot firmer


    than an average man’s


    chest


    Naturally, she wouldn’t be able to move him


    “You should give it a go.” Evan’s eyes darkened as he stared at her cherry red lips.


    He really wanted to kiss the woman.


    He wanted to kiss her hard and steal her breath away.


    He had been seized by that impulse the moment his eyes hadnded on her lips.


    The man had been trying to control himself all this while.


    But now, Anya was right in front of him. Her rose red lips were parted slightly.


    The look in Evan’s eyes darkened further with lust.


    The young man gave into his desire. He grabbed her chin and leaned in.


    His lips touched hers.


    Anya began to struggle fiercely. Her eyes were rimmed with redness. “Let me go! Let me go this


    instant!”


    The young woman felt soft in his arms. She looked utterly hapless and extremely upset.


    The sight of it made something soften in Evan’s chest. Reason returned to him once again. He


    mped down on his urge


    to kiss the woman and helped Anya off the desk as he stepped away. The look in his eyes was once


    again clear and


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    distant. Yet, beneath the veneer ofposure was the faintest ripple of desire and possessiveness.


    “You should get back to work. We’ll be having dinner togetherter this evening.”


    Anya was still reeling from rm and shock. The mention of dinner made her eyes shed red with


    rage. She bit her lips and clenched her jaw tightly. “I’m not having dinner with you. I have an


    appointment tonight.”


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    “Mr. Welton, please keep your hands to yourself in the future. You’re Your actions are no better than a


    hooligan.”


    Before Evan could say anything. Anya whirled around and stormed out of his office.


    Evan stared hard at Anya’s back as she fled his office frantically. He didn’t seem upset by the fact that


    he had just been called a hooligan. Instead, a streak of interest shed across his dark eyes.


    MMI