Thump thump thump...
Her heartbeat suddenly trembled violently, fast and heavy, and she seemed stunned, motionless, her eyes wide open, staring at him blankly.
Perhaps her dazed expression pleased him.
Matthew Saxon suddenly chuckled softly, his lips curved slightly, his voice low and slow, "Scarlett Yates, whether you're acting or truly unwilling to marry me, you've successfully piqued my interest. It's always been me who says no, and your refusal makes me very unhappy. What do you suggest I do?"
Seeing her still glaring at him as if not yet recovered, he smiled lightly again, his fingers landing on her chin, turning her face towards him, and said as if in negotiation, "Tell me, should I punish you?"
The tone sounded like negotiation, but he didn't leave her any room for compromise.
As soon as he finished speaking, his long narrow eyes squinted, revealing a hint of danger.
