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Chapter 141: A Ruined Date

Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

Michael’s eyes flashed with a dangerous light, and his face was filled with restrained anger.

My rationality told me not to provoke him, but the surging emotions still struck my chest, and it made me look at him defiantly.

Michael walked up to me, pushing the table aside.

“Get up, Cecily,” Michael ordered in a dangerous voice.

“I won’t,” I refused.

What I was doing, what I was saying, didn’t make any sense. I only wanted to rebel against Michael.

Michael reached out and pulled me out of the chair. He moved like a beast.

I screamed and tried to get rid of Michael’s hand. “Let go of me, you b*stard! You idiotic Lycan Lycan of the royal family. All you can do is control me, but I don’t like this. Maybe someone will like you like this. Go find your ex-girlfriend, Joanna. She must enjoy her time with you!”

“Shut up!” Michael stood in front of me and said through gritted teeth.

“Why should I shut up? You’re the one... ”

Before I could finish my sentence, Michael kissed me.

He seemed to have reached his limit and lowered his head to kiss my lips. I didn’t want to give in, but he pinched my cheek. I couldn’t resist at all and could only accept it passively.

Michael’s breath came through my mouth, and I was enveloped and baptized by his scent. Slowly, the anger and anxiety in my heart subsided, and I began to enjoy what Michael had given me and ask him for more.

But Michael quickly let go of me when he realized this.

I looked at him, confused. My mouth was slightly open, and there was saliva on the corner of my mouth.

Michael was still standing there with a poker face. He didn’t seem to be enjoying the kiss at all. I looked into Michael’s eyes and saw his expressionless face. The anger that had just dissipated returned in an instant. Why did he have this expression after kissing me? Wasn’t he the one who initiated the kiss? Since he didn’t enjoy it, what was his purpose for doing it?

I didn’t have the time to find out the reason my emotions changed so quickly. I just instinctively felt unhappy and was anxious to vent this unhappiness.

“What were you doing just now?!” I asked aggressively.

Michael lowered his head to look at me and frowned slightly. A helpless expression appeared on his face as he muttered, “Looks like our date is completely ruined today.”

What did he mean by that? I was just about to get angry at Michael when I felt my body lift off the ground. Michael lifted me by the waist and placed me directly on his shoulder. My stomach was very uncomfortable from his shoulder poking into it, but Michael was already striding in the direction we had come from.

“What are you doing? Let go of me!” I screamed as I punched Michael in the back.

But Michael ignored me, and I was held in this undignified position until he reached our car. Then, he opened the door and shoved me in.

He got in and ordered the driver to drive. I reached out to pull the door handle, but Michael quickly grabbed my hands with one hand.

He pressed them against the window and growled, “Are you done?”

I looked at him angrily, and he looked at me the same way. But after we looked at each other for a while, we calmed down, and I began to realize that I had lost control of my emotions.

There were no signs of this outburst, and I couldn’t resist it, and Michael’s emotions were out of control.

I began to regret my actions, and I looked at Michael guiltily.

Michael’s gaze softened with mine, and he let go of my hand. I put my hand down on his shoulder, and we kissed. It was a gentle kiss. We were intoxicated by each other’s breath. There was no plunder or possession. There was only love.

Michael pressed his hand on my back, bringing me closer to him. This was exactly what I wanted. To blend into his breath and his body. We belonged to each other.

“I’m sorry,” I apologized softly.

“It’s not your fault. Werewolves cannot control their emotions when they transform into a royal Lycan. I chose the wrong day.” Michael sighed and looked out the window.

Although Michael gave me a reasonable explanation for my actions and acted as if nothing had happened, I could feel that he was still not too happy about it.

Whatever the reason, I was the one who ruined our date… our first date!