Don't Annoy My Boss Daddy

Chapter 120 Did you sleep with Dylan?

Soon, he became unsatisfied, and his hands became restless.

My breathing also became a little rapid. I took the initiative to put my arms around his neck and

respond to his kiss. I didn't know why, but I didn't do it for a few days, but I longed for his touch in the

depths of my heart.

Did I really fall in love with Brandon?

No, how could it be possible? How could I fall in love with him? Although this man had helped me

sometimes, he had treated me like that before. How could I fall in love with him, unless I had the

psychology of being abused.

"Moreover, I am now with Dylan. I should transfer all my feelings to him. I can't have any relationship

with Brandon anymore, even in bed."

Thinking of Dylan, I regained some of my sanity. I pushed Brandon away hard and hurriedly tidied up

the messy clothes that he had just made.

Brandon didn't expect that I would suddenly push him away. A trace of surprise flashed in his black

eyes, but soon it turned into anger.

"Hollie!"

Men didn't like to be rejected when they had strong desires, especially a man like Brandon who was

not human when he was in love. Now he must be so angry that he couldn't strangle me.

"Brandon, we can't have any more relationships now."

I lowered my head and didn't dare to look at Brandon's eyes full of anger. This man's angry look was

really terrible. I felt that what I was most afraid of was seeing this man get angry.

"Half done. Can't you tell me you can't do it? Hollie, are you kidding me?"

Brandon's handsome face was gloomy. At this moment, desire and anger met in his eyes. His body

emitted a strong momentum, giving me a sense of oppression.

"I, I'm sorry. It was my problem just now."

Although it was Brandon who took the initiative just now, I responded to him very shamelessly. If it

weren't for my response, his lust wouldn't have been as strong as it was now.

I turned around and opened the door, wanting to escape. Remembering that I almost couldn't control

myself and Brandon just now, my heart had never been so flustered before. I couldn't stay in the same

space as him anymore because I wasn't sure what would happen next.

Although I really wanted to escape here, Brandon seemed to be determined not to let me leave. As

soon as I opened the door, he pulled me back. With a loud bang, the door was slammed shut.

Brandon locked me in his arms and stared at me with a gloomy face. I knew he was angry...

"Brandon, let me go."

I struggled hard. Looking at him now, I was a little worried. I was not sure what this man would do to

me.

As if he didn't hear me, Brandon lowered his head and kissed me again. I thought that after my refusal,

he was no longer interested in touching me, but I seemed to have underestimated such a man's desire.

His kiss became stronger and more overbearing, and his eyes were full of possessiveness. I didn't

know why, but Brandon could have so many women, but he refused to let go of me. There should be a

lot of women around him who were more beautiful and had better figures than me.

I shook my head and didn't want him to kiss me. When I thought that I had confirmed my relationship

with Dylan, I couldn't accept having sex with another man.

Although I knew that I didn't love Dylan, since I had decided to be with him, at least I couldn't do

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In front of Brandon, I was like a weak shrimp. He really wanted to do something to me. I had no ability

to resist at all. His big hand clasped the back of my head and did not let me move my head. In this way,

he kissed me easily.

I hated him forcing me like this, but even if I resisted, it was useless in front of him. He, Brandon, would

never change his mind because of others.

I put my hands on his chest and pushed him hard, but he didn't move at all. Usually, he liked to

exercise, and there was a natural difference between strength and mine.

Soon, Brandon became unsatisfied. He let go of his lips and bent down to pick me up. Before I could

react, he threw me directly on the big bed.

"Brandon, what are you doing? What's wrong with you?"

I yelled at him, and my anger was spreading in my heart. However, as if he didn't hear me, the man

went straight up and pressed heavily on me.

"Brandon, you can't touch me. I already have a boyfriend. We can't have any more relationship!"

I knew that there was no way for me to stop Brandon just because of my resistance, so I spoke loudly

in a hurry.

Men have always had strong possessiveness. I've already said that. Brandon must be disdainful of

touching me now.

Sure enough, as soon as I finished my words, he stopped and stared at me with gloomy eyes. The

burning flame in his eyes seemed to burn me out.

In the face of his aggressive gaze, I didn't have the courage to look at him. Although he didn't do what

he wanted to do next, and although it achieved the desired effect, I still felt a little uncomfortable.

The atmosphere was extremely depressing. Brandon just stared at me like that and didn't say a word. I

couldn't bear it anymore. "When will this man see me?"

"Brandon, we can't go to bed in the future. The two of us have nothing to do with each other. Besides, I

have a boyfriend now, so..."

I didn't know what to say next, but what I meant was very obvious. Brandon was a very smart man.

Even if I didn't say it, he knew what I wanted to say.

"Have you slept with him?"

He stared at me with a sinister look in his dark eyes, which were as dark as ink. His cold eyes seemed

to pierce through me.

I was forced to endure his gaze and couldn't say a word. Usually, I could pretend to quarrel with him,

but now I was afraid. Like a mute, I could only look at his gloomy face and couldn't say a word.

"I'm asking you if you have slept with Dylan!"

After waiting for a long time for my answer, Brandon roared at me like a furious lion, and the flames in

his eyes seemed to be about to burst out.

He punched heavily on the bed beside my face. His hands were clenched into fists, and blue veins

stood out on the back of his hands.