Chapter 530

"You…" Angela felt dizzy. Her hazy eyes lifted as the strong masculine scent enveloped her face. She could almost guess what he was about to do. Once, she had thought him cold and restrained, but now she realized that behind his icy façade beat a heart—fiery as molten lava, so hot it threatened to melt her completely. And sure enough, he leaned closer, about to kiss her. Instinctively, Angela raised her hand to block his lips, but in the next instant, both her arms were pinned above her head against the sofa. The humiliating position made her blood boil with fury. Trapped in that helpless posture, Angela clenched her teeth and warned, “Let me go, Richard. Before I—” The word “rage” never left her lips—his mouth sealed hers instead. Her mind went blank, like fireworks bursting in the night sky. Trembling beneath him, she found his kiss as merciless as ever, leaving her no way out, utterly at his mercy. The sensation was intoxicating—and torturous. She felt suffocated, not physically, bu