Chapter 506

Liam Sullivan responded in a low voice, "I understand."

"Good that you do."

"Because that was your body's most honest reaction." He kissed her burning cheek, his thin lips slowly moving to the corner of her mouth, gently capturing her soft lips.

His cool breath, tinged with a faint scent of tobacco, didn't come like a storm this time. It was more like a gentle spring rain—subtle and warm.

Vivian Bennett's long, thick eyelashes fluttered slightly. Just as she was about to speak, she heard the faint sound of a zipper being pulled down in the darkness.

Vivian's lips trembled slightly. "What... are you doing?"

Was he insane? This was the hallway. He actually...

"Doesn't it feel thrilling here?"

Vivian felt the fabric beneath her skirt being pulled aside. Before she could even refuse, the man already—

Vivian was left speechless with anger by his actions.

"I was going to forgive you in a couple of days if you just explained properly. But now, I don't want to talk to you for a long time!"

"You have no respect for others. Do you think this is how you solve things when I'm angry?"

Hearing her trembling voice on the verge of tears, the man's brows furrowed. His thin lips gently kissed away the teardrops on her lashes. He let out a low sigh. "We're still right by the door, aren't we?"

"Stay away from me. Even by the door is not okay."

Liam Sullivan: "..."

Seeing she was genuinely upset, he didn't press her further.

She pushed him away forcefully, pulled down her skirt which he had hiked up to her waist, and stumbled back into her apartment.

Vivian rushed inside, her back hitting the door before she suddenly remembered—the zipper on her dress wasn't fastened.

Her slender, pale fingers hurriedly pulled the zipper up.

Her heart was still pounding wildly in her chest.

It took a while for it to gradually calm down.

She leaned close to the peephole to look outside.

The hallway was dimly lit. The man hadn't followed her.

Vivian stood with her back pressed straight against the door for a long time.

Both inside and outside, it was eerily quiet.

So even the faintest footsteps were clearly audible to her.

She didn't need to look through the peephole to know the man had walked from the emergency exit to her doorstep.

Her heart, which had just settled, began racing again.

She lifted her head and looked through the peephole once more.

The man's enlarged, handsome face appeared right in her field of vision.

Vivian was startled.

"I know you're watching me." Liam Sullivan's deep, rich voice sounded, slightly hoarse. "I found out that what happened to you last time was orchestrated by someone. I was just playing along, trying to lure out the mastermind."

"After being with you, both my body and my mind only think of you. How could I possibly touch anyone else? Besides, between Crystal Evans and you, there's an entire galaxy."

Oh my God!

Was this man saying sweet nothings to her?

Vivian pressed her body tightly against the door, her fingers curling slightly. She desperately wanted to ask who the mastermind was, but she forced the words back down.

No.

She couldn't soften her heart so quickly.

It wasn't enough that he cared for her. He had to fall in love with her.

To make a man truly yearn for you, the most important thing was to keep him on his toes.

No matter what he said, Vivian remained silent.

The man seemed to lose patience. He lowered his head, picked up his phone, and sent her a message.

Vivian found her phone on the coffee table and saw his message.

—If you don't open the door, I'll have to pick the lock myself.

Vivian bit her lip.

She had witnessed his lock-picking skills before. If he really wanted to get in, she couldn't stop him.

Her eyes darted around. She quickly dialed a number.