CHAPTER 27: CHAPTER 27: EVEN THE FLOOR IS PUNISHING YOU

The room was dark, with only the dappled moonlight streaming in.

Outside the window, maple leaves rustled and fell, adding more silence to such a night.

Summer Sutton felt Adrian Walyon’s face lean closer to hers, and then there was a cold touch on her lips.

Summer Sutton’s body was tightly restrained by him, leaving her no room to struggle.

The force was so great that it made her a little panicked,

Summer Sutton was startled by him, without thinking, she raised her hand and slapped Adrian Walyon across the face.

She hit with force, putting all her resisting strength into that slap.

The sound of a slap echoed crisp between them.

A few seconds of dead silence.

The air in the room seemed to suddenly grow cold.

Adrian Walyon never expected that this woman would dare to hit him.

Stunned for a good while, his gaze sharp as he swept over her, his voice icy and chilling, "Is Miss Sutton demonstrating what it means to play hard to get?"

He clamped her wrist, his tall body pressing down again, as if he intended to continue.

"I don’t know what you’re talking about." Summer Sutton shrank back towards the edge of the bed, cautiously keeping her distance from him.

"You threw yourself into my arms voluntarily, and now you’re pretending to be reserved?" Adrian Walyon seemed provoked by her, dragging her ankle, pulling her back beneath him again.

Summer Sutton was momentarily dazed, continued to defend herself, "I don’t know what just happened, but whatever it was, I was asleep, how can I be blamed? Besides, didn’t I say, I sleep a bit unruly, it was you who insisted on having me keep you company!"

She spoke logically, and if reasoning was the matter, Summer Sutton had a valid point.

But was Adrian Walyon one to listen to reason?

Adrian Walyon only ever had one principle: whatever he says is right, and no one can defy it!

His large hand clamped her chin, wanting to continue, but Summer Sutton suddenly bent down and bit his arm.

Taking advantage as he recoiled in pain, she pushed him aside and scrambled off the bed.

But the night was too dark, the room too dimly lit, Summer Sutton’s foot missed the step, and her body fell directly towards the floor.

Everything happened too quickly for Adrian Walyon to catch her.

Thud!

A dull sound resonated in the room.

The hotel room they stayed in today had a wooden floor, without a carpet, so Summer Sutton’s fall wasn’t light.

The sound itself was rather pitiful, her head hit first.

"Ugh!" She winced in pain, climbing up from the ground, appearing slightly disheveled.

Adrian Walyon flipped on all the lights in the room, got off the bed, and looked down at her, scanning her from head to toe, slowly uttering, "See the consequences of defying me? Even the floor is punishing you!"

He was mocking her.

Summer Sutton was so angry she wanted to hit someone.

It was all his fault, anyway!