CHAPTER 570: CHAPTER 558

"W-Wait!" When Ace’s hand caressed her body all the way up to her collar and easily

undid her blouse’s buttons, Joanna jolted to her senses and pushed the man away.

"You dare resist me?!" Ace’s eyes flashed dangerously as he glared indignantly at the woman. "Don’t forget that you’re the one who got in my car, and you knew what you were in for the moment you did. You’re not naive enough to think that I’m just taking you to the beach for a stroll, are you?!"

"I get it, you want to sleep with me!" Joanna sneered even as she straightened her hair and tried to calm herself. "I’m just surprised-weren’t you known for your loyalty, Mr. Moran? You’re marrying Miss Murphy soon, but you still can’t keep it in your pants... Isn’t that a little

hypocritical?"

"Everyone has a dark side, and you might be what’s lurking in mine. It’s like you opened the Pandora’s box inside me the moment I saw you, and unleashed all the terrible things inside that’s why I demand that you take responsibility!"

"What does your darkness have to do with me? Stop playing the blame game. You’re

crossing the line-"

"So what if I’m being a hypocrite? What can you do about it?"

Ace argued.

"Tut, tut. So you’re bent on forcing yourself on me like a stereotypical evil big-shot?" Joanna teased with a sarcastic smile, unafraid of the man’s thuggish behavior.

"If you put it that way, yes," Ace leaned in towards her again, trying to resume the kiss he wanted more "You’re not getting away."

Joanna, however, turned her head away slightly and placed her index finger on his lips with a coquettish smile. "Since you’re so insistent, Mr. Moran, I can’t be blamed for not holding back... You have three seconds to take everything off."

Ace was dumbfounded, and Joanna hurried him impatiently. "Why are you spacing out?

Am I supposed to do it for you?"

"What are you up to this time?" Ace demanded, shooting her an icy stare-she was just too unpredictable!

"Weren’t you the one who said you’d force yourself on me? Why are you dilly-dallying now? Do I need to whip you first?" Joanna looked at him from head to toe, her patience clearly used up.

She turned the tables, moving on top of him while she unbuttoned his shirt, asking

mischievously, "Don’t play hard to get, Mr. Moran. Who are you trying so hard to seduce with all these elaborate games?"

While Ace was stunned and speechless, she pinched him in the abs, "Oh, you sure

exercise a lot... but what is it good for other than being touched by a woman? You’re lucky I’m here to spoil you-hurry up, or I’ll punish you. Now, strip!"

Ace actually felt embarrassed being pinched like that, and they were so close that he became flustered, and his breathing turned ragged. "D-Don’t touch me!"

"Don’t touch you?" Joanna smiled slyly, shaking her head." Who would refuse meat that sent itself to their table? Now, be a good boy and do what you’re told, and I will give you pleasure... resist me, and you’ll wish you were dead!"

Ace was silent again. Joanna, meanwhile, was getting hooked on this power play, and almost stripped him. "Still not saying anything? In that case, I’ll take it as a yes. Don’t worry, just take off your clothes... I’ll be gentle."

Ace’s flawless body was beneath her-which woman could resist?!

"Let me go!" Ace cried, refusing to suffer such humiliation. He started to flail around

under Joanna’s body, but was completely vulnerable like meat on the butcher’s table, as her hand was applying pressure to a vital part of his!

Joanna was very keen on teasing him, and caressed his handsome face fearlessly in her dangerous dance with a dangerous man. "Stop struggling, study. The more you do, the more excited I get... and it’d be too late if I did something you can’t ever change..." Joanna now understood why men got so domineering in relationships-this feeling of lording over a

partner was simply amazing!

"You’re playing with fire! Last warning—let me go or I’ll kill you!" Ace kept struggling

against her touch, but he seemed to be denied his strength-his haughty face was flushed, and he felt an indescribable delight.

He cursed under his breath-the woman was strong despite her slim build, and he almost felt as if he was being crushed under a mountain.

"Let you go? No way... you came to me on your own!" Joanna scoffed, handily undoing his necktie and using it to restrain his hands behind his back.

He was now truly immobilized, and completely at her mercy!

"I’ll kill you once I free myself, Joanna Pierce!" Ace bellowed in rage, as his blood

rushed to his brain and veins popped visibly in his forehead.

After all, this was thoroughly humiliating-he was almost seven feet tall, but this tiny lady had subdued him! It wouldn’t be just him too— if word of this got out, the Moran family would become the laughing stock of the City.

"If you free yourself," Joanna corrected him, her soft, dainty hands dancing over his body while she smiled sinisterly. "At the very least, at this very moment, you’re meat on my plate. I can do whatever I want..."

Ace gulped, his breathing turning ragged as he growled," You’re really unpredictable, huh? To be honest, you don’t have to go that far to mess with me-just free me, and you’ll find me a willing slave."

"Free you? So that you can kill me? What, do you think I’m stupid?" Joanna grinned, leaning down to whisper into his ear, "It’s your bad luck that you’re at my mercy. Quit thinking about running away and be a good boy, and I just might free you..."

"Damn you, woman! What do you want?! Hurry up already! What’s with all the talk?!" Ace could not move or run away, and everything was up to Joanna. Having no control was certainly killing him, especially when he was someone who was always in control!

"Didn’t you want my body?" Joanna giggled. "Come on, enjoy yourself... it’ll all be over before you know it!"

Ace turned away and closed his eyes, prepared to sacrifice his body. Like she said, it would be over before he knew it-he just had to bear with it for now.

Seeing that he was ready to ’sacrifice’ himself, Joanna could not help but chuckle. "Actually, you’ve misunderstood something. I have zero interest in your body, so you don’t have to worry about me forcing myself on you."

"Really? Then why did you tie me up? Why are you on top of me, and molesting me?"

"I mean, have you seen how nice your face looks? And those abs-not touching them would be a waste, don’t you think?" Joanna winked at him.

"What the hell do you want?!" Ace snarled in exasperation.