Chapter 74 - You’re Disobedient

Chapter 74 - 72: You’re Disobedient Maya Spencer listened to the man's impatient voice, rolled her eyes at the shadow on the elevator door, and stopped talking.

She thought he had cooled down! Turns out he's still sulking! What a mystery.

Just as her eyelids dropped after the eye roll, he suddenly encircled her from behind, his left arm around her flat stomach, and his right hand gently pinching her neck.

Maya was dumbfounded again, thinking, is he not done yet, is he testing me again? Hasn't he tested enough?

Before she could get angry, she felt the man's face pressed against her neck, questioning, "Did you just glare at me?"

"I did not!" she denied, thinking, this is insane, even when I'm facing away he can see my eye roll.

Then, he asked, "Getting a perfect score, was that to drive me out of the Spencer Family?"

Liam Spencer loved to hold her like this from behind, burying his face in her neck, talking softly while holding her earlobe, her small frame nestled in his embrace, making him feel like he was holding a cozy pillow.

Hearing his question, Maya suddenly felt cheerful. Perfect score? She actually aced it.

But how could she admit that she did it to drive him away? Even if she thought so, she couldn't say it!

So, she suppressed her excitement and calmly said, "I just didn't want us to be underestimated by Grandpa."

"Keep pretending!" When he mentioned the perfect score, he felt her body tremble with delight.

"If you insist on thinking that way, there's nothing I can do."

"Maya Spencer, you're disobedient, very disobedient."

"What do you expect from me? I try to avoid you, not provoke you, I can't afford to provoke you. Just let me go, okay? Let me go back to the Spencer Family. I don't want to inherit the family's property, I just want to find out the cause of my mother's death."

Confronted with the man's suspicion and tangled emotions, Maya hoped to earn a bit of his sympathy by being honest, to stop him from making things difficult for her.

He continued nibbling on her earlobe, saying, "What if I told you that your mother committed suicide?"

"Impossible, my mom would never commit suicide. Just the day before she died, she went shopping with me, she was in a good mood."

"You're being disobedient again." The man looked at her stubbornness and gently bit her ear, speaking ambiguously.

Maya shivered involuntarily, her body suddenly going soft, leaning into his embrace, asking coyly, "Can I go back to the Spencer Family?"

"No!"

"I feel there's nothing more to discuss. I always accommodate you, but you keep pushing it; I didn't even resist when you kissed me."

Maya, hearing the man's firm reply, immediately lifted her small hand to pull away the hand clasped at her neck, impatiently saying.

Liam listened to her words, watched her actions, spun her around with his hand at her waist, pushed her to the elevator wall, held the wall with his left hand, and pinched her chin with his right, saying, "So, all your concessions to me were just to return to the Spencer Family?"

She rolled her eyes at him, nonchalantly saying, "What else do you think?"

Listening to her candor, he lowered his head and kissed her lips, implying a punishable intent.

This time, Maya was furious; not allowed to return to the Spencer Family, kissed for a reason! Little did she know that her rebellion in his eyes was a form of seduction.

He instinctively felt that she liked being close to him, enjoyed the skin-to-skin intimacy, even if she thought she was the sister.

So, he became bolder and pressed her against the wall.

"Mm... Mm..." She hummed heavily twice, indicating resistance, but he didn't intend to let her go.

At that moment, the elevator door opened, and the hotel guests outside were dumbfounded, frozen at the doorway, watching the heated scene in front of them, unwilling to move.

Maya noticed the elevator door open, immediately released his tongue, covered her face, too lazy to push him away, because at this time, preventing others from seeing her face was more important.

Liam noticed and released her from the elevator wall, pulling her hand and left the elevator.

After the man and woman entered the elevator, they came to their senses. That person was the big boss of Owen Clan Group.

The woman said, "I seem to have heard that the third young master is not close to women; maybe I was mistaken just now."

"How is that possible? He seemed to be enjoying himself immensely."

"It's just a pity not to know what the girl looked like, carrying a backpack, seems like a student, and looked so small."

"Rich people like them young and tender!"

Outside the elevator, in the hallway, Maya was practically itching to smash her phone at someone, his audacity to touch her like that in the elevator was infuriating. Luckily, she quickly covered her face, otherwise, this incident could break out any day.

At the hotel entrance, Maya glanced at the room number. She had been here before; last time, Hannah drugged her, and she stayed a night.

At the same time, the scene of someone helping her with the antidote vividly replayed.

Recalling the past, she took a deep breath, puffed up her chubby cheeks, thinking, how back then, his restraint was so strong, she lay before him and wasn't devoured, now he seems bewitched, it seems that sex, like poison, is irreversible once touched.

When he opened the room door, she stood at the entrance, unwilling to go in, her intuition telling her.

If she entered that door tonight, her body would no longer be her own, she would inevitably fall into his hands and be ravished.

Thus, she refused to enter the room, still considering returning to school.

Inside, the man stood at the door, casually saying, "Not sure who lives on the left and right next door, if you get dragged in, I won't save you."

Maya heard his threat, bit her lip, rolled her eyes fiercely at him, but still didn't move.

Then the man said, "In comparison, at least I'm unnaturally handsome, being eaten by me is better than others."

The man's words left no doubt, bringing her to the hotel was with ulterior motive, whether she entered or not was her decision, he wouldn't force her.

Thinking about the pile of little secrets he squeezed out in her hands, she was so angry she ground her teeth, glared fiercely at him with wide eyes, and asked, "If I submit to you, will you not make it difficult for me?"

"I'll consider it."

"No roughness, no injuries."

The man looked at her biting the bait, cheekily saying, "I prefer heavy tastes."