Facing Song Tianmo's strong passion and dominance, Ling Fei hated him to the core, yet she couldn't do anything about him.
She didn't even dare struggle.
Song Tianmo's tone, as well as his physical response, all told her that he desperately wanted her!
This was his territory.
There was still a driver up front.
And there was another unknown man in black.
The Mercedes-Benz was racing on the highway.
Cars were coming and going outside.
Inside, however, they were in a relatively isolated space.
The car doors were locked.
She couldn't escape if she wanted to.
She definitely did not want to perform a car-shaking show.
As for her resistance, it meant nothing to Song Tianmo, it instead provided him with an excuse. The only thing that could make him let her go would be if this domineering man decided to take the initiative to give up on his own.
Can't escape, can't hide.
Ling Fei clenched her eyes shut.
Her long, black eyelashes trembled slightly.