"I've asked your driver and secretary to go. We can go home in my car," he offered.

Ryan was right behind Melissa at the moment.

In fact, she could see in Marcus' eyes that he had seen Ryan. She didn't say anything. She just held his arm gently.

Maybe she should have told Marcus the truth after all.

Back then, she liked him very much.

If she had told him straightforwardly that even though she had a boyfriend, she Liked him more, perhaps he could still have chosen her.

"Marcus, are you trying to forget me and you can't, that's why you hate me with such passion?" she asked him, looking into his eyes with her burning eyes.

Marcus looked down at her and snorted. “I'm glad you know."

Melissa broke into a smile. It had been a long time since she smiled like this.

She looked charming, beautiful and feminine now.

But back then, she was the one who first fell for him. Now, he had fallen for her.

When they got into the car, Marcus couldn't help it anymore.

It was already getting dark.

Only his black Rolls-Royce Phantom was parked in the VIP private parking lot. Before Melissa could say Jack, he had pushed her to the back seat. Then he leaned forward and gave her a kiss.

He loosed her long hair and held her tightly in his arms.

"Marcus," she murmured in a whisper. She sounded panicked and anxious.

In the darkness, his bright eyes looked hard and unpredictable. "What?

Don't you want to?" he asked in a hoarse voice.

It had been a long time since they had sex.

Without waiting for an answer, Marcus kissed her slender neck so intensely that it almost seemed as if he wanted to bite it off.