Chapter 1107

Bruce's familiar scent engulfed me once again, and he was all too domineering and irresistible. However, I turned my head away and dodged his kisses before swinging my hand. A crisp slap pierced through the air. Bruce's face slowly swelled with a red handprint. He looked at me, dazed, emotions oozing out of his dark, unreadable eyes. I took that opportunity to escape from his arms, retreated, and glared fiercely at him. Numbness trailed from my fingertips, making them tremble. I, too, was in disbelief that I had slapped him. I didn't regret it, though; in fact, I should've done it earlier. Perhaps he wouldn't have harassed me for so long if I had drawn the line sooner. The suppressed emotions brewing under my chest exploded. I stared at his vacant gaze and spoke resolutely. "I'm warning you, Bruce: do not speak another word of nonsense before me—we've been over! Get out of my place right now, or I'll call the cops." How nonsensical. I used to think Kate was arrogant for thinking I