On Fire

Chapter 12 Fear

Clean myself?

I looked down at my body, was I very dirty? Did he want to do something to me ? I was not interested in

him at all.

Furthermore, even though I worked in the club, my private life wasn't that bad as you imagined. I was

not a graceful woman,or I was not like someone who had no bottom line as a human being.

Of course these weren't the important things, the important thing was how could I smear such a cute

son's face.

“I hate woman that smells like alcohol!”

As if Kenneth saw through my sloppy thoughts, he groaned in disdain. I immediately blushed and

hurriedly ran upstairs.

The style on the upper floor was completely different from the lower floor, like it was another world, it's

a series of dark colors.

Even the tiles and bathtubs in the bathroom were paved with black marble, very oppressive.

I walked into the bathroom and accidentally glanced to the mirror, only then I realized that my face

looked so horrible. I had always put on heavy make up in the club, last night Dan was sick so I didn't

remove my make-up... Just now after getting rained on, my face became full of the black mascara

liquid, looking like a ghost.

I really admired Kenneth, he kept pretending all the way without reminding me.

I washed myself thoroughly, but I didn't dare to go outside even after wearing my bathrobe. The pale

and terrifying face on the mirror was mine… Without heavy make-up concealing it, I was like a wolf that

lost its teeth and cowered.

Furthermore, wouldn't I be inciting people's imaginations by wearing such clothes?

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The voice out the door shocked me so badly I hurriedly opened the door and saw Kenneth casually

leaning on the door frame. He had changed into a casual clothes so he seemed more cheerful.

“I... Disturbed you.”

I was so restless, especially when I had no make-up on, I didn't dare to look straight into his eyes. He

paused before suddenly hugging me in a firm embrace with his slender arms.

I was dumbfounded, he couldn't have...

“Mr. Quinn, I-I...”

“Why, you're scared that I'll fuck you?” he pinched my chin up, forcing me to look up to him. His sharp

eyes scanned my face, making me so terrified, "Didn't you announce to the public that you're my

woman?”

“Sorry, I didn't do it on purpose, I... Umph!”

Suddenly, he lowered his head and kissed my lips, I unexpectedly couldn't react to it. His lips were so

soft, cold, with a faint mint flavor.

My old memories suddenly got awakened, that night, in that dark room, that insane kissing and

possessing... These weren't important, the most important thing was that faint mint flavor.

“Let me go, let me go!”

I screamed and I somehow got the strength to push him away, the fear in my heart rose so suddenly

and I was so scared that I curled and squatted with my arms around myself weakly.

In my mind, there was the extreme pain, I hate, I hate that damned man for having me for a night.

At that time, I woke up at the hospital, and I left dejectedly after staying a week under the nurses'

sneers.

When I recalled those memories, I wish I could stab myself with a sharp knife every time.

Kenneth's damned kiss brought my memories back, those dark and gloomy days made me extremely

sad. He looked down on me from his position like he was looking at an lowly ant.