Chapter 41 Please let me go

Queena Young's eyes widened suddenly, the fierce smell of smoke made her throat almost burn, her little face flushed from holding back, and she wanted to push Steven Hawk away, but the man's tall body was like an airtight prison Prison, holding her motionless. Just when Queena Young thought she was about to suffocate, Steven Hawk finally let her go. Fresh air suddenly poured in, and Queena Young was so choked that she coughed out tears. However, Steven Hawk did not let her go. The man's big hands with thin calluses slowly slid from her chin to the slender neck, feeling her trembling with fear, a treacherous smile appeared on his face, like a hunter teasing the prey in his hands. "I'll give you one last chance to explain clearly." Steven Hawk's voice was hoarse, dangerous and seductive, "Who the hell are you? What's the purpose of marrying me?" Queena Young's chest was heaving violently, and her little face wa