Chapter 523

The man loomed over Angela like an immovable mountain, his presence an inescapable cage that left her no room to flee. His dark eyes bore into her, emotions swirling vividly under the dim light—lust and desire unmistakable in his gaze. Angela felt suffocated under the weight of his intensity. She pushed against his chest, her voice a mix of embarrassment and irritation. “Richard, get off me!” Richard studied her with amusement—her flushed cheeks, the disheveled cascade of her hair, the way her lips pursed in a mix of defiance and helplessness. She was intoxicating, a temptation he couldn’t resist. “What do you think you’re doing? I swear, if you dare lay a finger on me, I’ll tell your grandfather!” she threatened, her voice trembling. Richard smirked. “My grandfather would thank you if you gave him a great-grandson. He’s been waiting impatiently for one.” “You—who said I’d ever want your child?” Angela’s face burned crimson, her cheeks practically glowing with mortification. Richard ha