CHAPTER 33:INTOXICATED
Sky's breath caught for a moment.
He propped his forearm on the mattress behind him, lying back with a twisted body, looking at Dray's dark and handsome face, feeling inexplicably flustered.
It wasn't the kind of panic that came from doing something guilty.
It was the instinctive fear of prey towards a lurking predator.
"I...I'm not sure what you're talking about, Mr. Li..."
"Dray, I...I found out from Mr. Xia today that it was you who saved me in the alley last night. I'm sorry, my mind was too confused at the time, so I couldn't remember it when I woke up. I waited until now...just to say thank you to you in person. If there's nothing else, I...I'll go to bed first..."
His eyes couldn't even look in Dray's direction.
He felt that his gaze suddenly became intense and deep, making it impossible to meet his eyes.
That burning feeling was as if he was going to devour him on the spot.
It was terrifying, like a fierce beast...
Sky propped himself up with his arm, trying to slip back to his own "bed".
But Dray's big hand, which was holding his ankle, didn't loosen at all.
Instead, the calloused hand easily hooked onto his thin, almost trembling shoulder.
With just a little force.
He effortlessly pushed him onto the black bed.
He looked at the man pressing down on him.
Sky's brain shut down instantly.
The tense and stiff emotions almost interrupted his thinking ability.
His lips opened, but he didn't have time to speak. The cold and handsome face had already enlarged in front of him.
So close.
His pitch-black pupils stared at him without blinking.
At such a close distance, Sky could clearly see the deep light flashing in Dray's eyes.
He seemed to see his disdain in the coldness at the bottom of his eyes.
He also seemed to see more, burning possessiveness.
But there was much more, complex emotions that he couldn't even distinguish.
"Dra...Master Li..."
Sky finally begged for mercy like a cat, whispering hoarsely.
"We...we're just a contractual couple...we're fake married for Uncle Xander..."
He cried and reminded him, and even tears fell on his trembling eyelashes.
Even if Sky was slow, he could still perceive the deep desire in the man's eyes.
He is a man, and a man who had just had sex fiercely not long ago.
Naturally, he knew that at this moment, Dray's eyes seemed to want to devour him, indicating something.
But...
"Who told you that a fake marriage can't have real sex?"
Sky blinked in confusion.
Doubting that he heard it wrong.
He was so dirty, and he found him so repulsive.
How could he possibly want to touch him for real...
But before he could respond, his chin was caught by the man's slender fingers and lifted up.
"Sky, have you never read the contract carefully? When you sold yourself to me, body and soul, you were already mine."
Dray calmly looked at the pale and frightened face in his palm.
After hearing his words, tears of confusion and helplessness welled up in Sky's watery eyes.
His face was even paler, as if it could break at any touch.
Dray noticed Sky's trembling anxiety, but he had no intention of letting him go.
After all, he had such a face.
His eyes dimmed as he looked at his trembling, rosy lips and kissed him...