66 It wasn't a dream

Alan smiled hearing his name ignoring the rest of her words. He caressed her cheek smoothly, "Call me Alan."

Aria badly wanted to punch his face till it goes unrecognizable. she wished she had a superpower to throw him and rain punches until he begs for mercy.

She had tried to free from his embrace from the beginning but she felt like their body was rubbing on each other by her tries hence she had stopped.

"You are a jerk, scoundrel! let me go."

Alan smiled and walked towards bed holding her in his embrace. He had to control his urge to kiss her looking at her fuming.

"What the hell do you think you are doing? Let me go. Leave. You bastard, why are you taking advantage of me? Leave me."

Alan didn't mind any of that. He laid her on the bed which made her shout at top of her lungs. He didn't have anything in mind to do but he didn't know whether to cry or laugh at her reaction.