Take Control of Yourself, Please novel (Anna and Liam)

Chapter 276 How Hard Did He Go

Liam returned to Fitzrovia Hills with Anna in his arms.

She lay in his strong arms, moaning in pain.

"No..."

"Don't touch me..."

She waved her arms in protest, struggling hard, her arms were closed. She couldn't see the person holding her.

Liam placed her on the bed, held her arms tightly in his, and called out to her, attempting to wake her up.

"You're safe now, it's over!"

"Anna, it's me!" This is the property of Nô-velDrama.Org.

"Wake up, you’re fine now!"

Anna shook her head furiously, "No, don’t touch me, don't touch me, get off..."

Under the influence of the drugs, she had lost all rational thought, screaming instinctually.

Droplets of tears gathered under her closed eyelids; Liam's heart ached at the sight.

He hugged her tightly, "Don’t worry, it’s all over now! I’m here, I'll protect you."

Anna stopped struggling for a few seconds, grabbed hold of Liam, and climbed onto him.

"I feel so hot... It's so uncomfortable..."

Her breathing was rough and labored, pulling at his clothes.

By now, the effect of the drugs was at its strongest, Anna couldn't withstand the fire burning in her. She moaned in his lap like a kitten.

Liam stiffened, fire burning in his eyes.

Anna’s clothes were soaked through with sweat, she pulled at her own clothes, wanting to release herself of her sticky bindings...

But the more she struggled, the tighter her bindings grew, the hotter the fire in her burned, and the more uncomfortable she felt.

Liam bowed his head and looked at Anna. Lost under the influence of the drugs, her cheeks were flushed red, like a ripened apple, beautiful and alluring. He swallowed and cursed, regretting that he didn’t beat Ryan Sanchez to death.

"How dare he drug my woman with such powerful drugs!" Liam clenched his fists tightly.

"Anna, you’re not yourself now." He released her, rushed to the refrigerator, and took out a bag of ice.

He held the bag of ice against her forehead, the sudden bout of cold gave a shock to her system, waking her up. She widened her eyes forcefully...

"Liam..."

She murmured under her breath.

"Is it you?"

This is the first time he heard her calling his name in such a gentle tone, his heart squeezed and he held her tightly in his arms.

"It's fine, you’re safe now, don't worry.”

"Is it really you?" Her bloodshot eyes gazed at him, full of uncertainty.

"Yes, it's me." He nodded furiously.

Anna clung onto him tightly and started crying, "This i s great, it's really you... You came to save me...."

Anna's tears soaked his shirt, and his heart ached in response.

"Stupid woman!" He tightened his grip on her.

"Sobs... I know, I’m so, so stupid..."

She clutched onto him and snuggled her face into his chest, his heart throbbed in his chest.

"It feels so nice to hug you, I feel so safe. Don’t push m e away, let me hold you a little while more."

Liam froze, "...ok."

The heat in her body crashed over her like a wave, overpowering the coolness emanating from the bag of ice. Her juicy lips stretched open and approached his thin, cool lips slowly.

"Can I... kiss you?"

Liam was stunned, this was the first time Anna had taken the initiative in their relationship. He stopped her with a hand on her shoulder, forcing himself to stay rational.

"Are you sure, it's not because of the drugs?"

Anna bit her dry lips, and stared at him with burning eyes, "I don't know... can I?"

Liam was wavering, but he didn’t want to take advantage of her.

"I'll draw you a cold bath."

"I don't want to!” Anna hooked her arm around his neck and kissed him.

She knew what she was doing, if she wasn't drunk or drugged, she wouldn't have the courage.

Now she had the excuse to act on her feelings for him she had been suppressing all along...

Their tongues warred with each other. Like oil poured into two balls of flame, merging them, they moaned, and reached for each other...

Under the soft white glow of the moon, the room was filled with the thick, heady scent of love- making...

The next day.

The afternoon sun streamed through the glass windows, landing on Anna's face. She slept peacefully, eyelashes catching the light and leaving a shadow on her cheeks.

Her fingers moved, and she opened her eyes gradually.

"This is...”

She sat up instantly, "Ah..."

The pain radiating all over her body made her suck in a cold breath, she glanced down at herself, and clutched the blankets tightly to cover herself up.

"What's happening?"

She panicked, then steadied herself, closed her eyes, and forced herself to calm down. She went through yesterday's events in her mind.

"Ate dinner, went for karaoke, had a few drinks, Ryan Sanchez, Liam..."

"Right, this is Liam’s mansion!" Anna widened her eyes and took a look at her surroundings.

After making sure it was indeed Liam's black and white themed home, she let out a long sigh of relief.

After she calmed down, she relaxed. She didn't have a n ounce of strength left in her body, lying on the pillows, even opening her eyes was a gargantuan task.

She looked outside, but Liam was nowhere in sight.

"Did he leave?

That’s great! It'll be more awkward if I see him!"

She heaved herself up with all her strength, enduring the pain in her hips, a bout of rage rising in her chest. 1

"How hard did he go last night? It hurts so much..."

She supported her waist that seemed like it would break at any time and sat up in a rush.

She better leave before he came home.

She climbed down the bed stealthily, and picked her clothes off the floor, then realized they were torn so badly they couldn't be worn anymore and cursed at Liam under her breath.

"That asshole! You will pay for this!! I will kill you and cut you up into tiny pieces!!"

Hatred swam in her eyes, but at the vague memory that it was Liam who rushed in and saved her last night, a warm bubble rose in her chest, and she blushed.

She turned and looked at Liam's wardrobe, "Borrowing a shirt of his should be fine right? I'll wash it and return it to him."

She opened the wardrobe and her eyes widened in shock, "What a perfectionist, even his socks are color-coded."

She hurriedly plucked out a white shirt, put it on, and strode out.

The moment she walked downstairs, the sound of the door opening drifted in, and she turned to rush back u p, but it was too late.

"Why are you running?"

Liam's voice rang out coolly behind her.

She stiffened, and forced out a dry laugh, "No... nothing."

Liam raised his head and studied her, she was wearing nothing but a white shirt. Her peaks peeking out beneath the hem, she looked particularly sexy.

Liam's lips curved into a smile, "Are you trying to seduce me?"

"No!" She hurriedly shook her head.

Liam climbed the steps one by one, looking up at her from his angle below. Her legs looked even longer than before, lines soft and alluring, then gazing upwards...