Chapter 96, Nathan Moore said word by word, I can make you shiver non-stop just the same.

Chapter 96: 96, Nathan Moore said word by word, I can make you shiver non-stop just the same.It was a past so unbearable to recall, and the most intolerable punishment. Having been with Logan Ray for so many years, she never once tried to use her mouth...

Looking at Nathan Moore, whose eyes seemed to carry a smile, the light within them was dangerously fleeting. Thus, those two words got stuck in Titus Zane’s throat, daring not to be spoken.

"Why stop talking? It’s quite suspenseful when words get cut off mid-sentence."

Nathan Moore shifted his gaze, his dark eyes still twinkling with stars. His thin lips curved slightly, forming a seductive arc that could overturn all beings. But Titus Zane didn’t find it pleasing to the eye, rather, she found this man terrifying.

It was a terrifying way of killing without drawing blood.

Although she didn’t dare to speak those words, Titus Zane still turned her face away stubbornly, unwilling to compromise.

Nathan Moore laughed, his lip’s curvature like a small stone thrown into the calm surface of a lake, creating layers of dazzling ripples.

"Good girl," he leaned down and gently pecked Titus Zane’s lips, "A woman needs to be gentle to be cute."

Titus Zane felt that Nathan Moore must be doing this intentionally, tormenting her with tenderness he shouldn’t possess. Otherwise, why would he act so out of character?

Just now, downstairs, he was threatening her every step of the way. But at the turn of a head, his demeanor became gentle as water...

Suddenly, Titus Zane realized that this man was too terrifying. He used gentleness as a sharp sword, lightly piercing her skin without taking her life, a humiliating pain.

Therefore, Titus Zane hardened her heart and did not respond, no matter how gently twisted Nathan Moore was. She was going to grit her teeth and gaze through the balcony to the outside, silent and still as a piece of dead cloth.

How could Nathan Moore let her have her way?

"You shivered." Three words, the utmost insult to Titus Zane.

Before leaving, Nathan Moore gently patted Titus Zane’s cheek, his tone as light as clouds yet full of threatening undertones.

"Don’t harbor any illusions. Stay here neatly. What Logan Ray can give, I can too; what he can’t afford, I can also provide. For example," Nathan Moore paused, his thin lips curving slightly, an undisguised mockery.

His arms propped on the bed, his handsome face drew closer as he articulated each word.

"I can also make you shiver non-stop."

After finishing, he left with a pleased smile.

"Get out!"

Titus Zane randomly grabbed a pillow and threw it. The soft pillow thudded against the door, bounced once, and then fell to the floor.

"Logan..." Titus Zane covered her cheeks, her deliberately suppressed sobs sounded heart-wrenching.

"Nathan, sister... is she okay...?" Nathan Moore had just come down from the fourth floor and was preparing to head to his room for a shower when Olivia Zane approached in her wheelchair. She tilted her porcelain doll-like face upward, and upon seeing the scratches stained with blood on Nathan Moore’s open shirt collar, her expression briefly changed but quickly returned to normal.

Nathan Moore glanced at her indifferently, "It’s fine, not going to die."

With that, he called out sternly towards the staircase, his handsome face darkening like ink.

"Chun Ya, how can you leave the madam alone on the second floor? What were you doing!"

"I’m here, I’m here!" Chun Ya hurried down the stairs, bowing slightly to the master and moved behind Olivia Zane, "Madam, I’ll take you down."

"Alright." Olivia Zane curved her lips indifferently, her heart filled with mixed feelings. Just now, Nathan... seemed to be in a rather good mood, but... when he saw her... his handsome face suddenly turned cold...