Chapter 62 Hate Her So Much

Credence's actions and questions were both straightforward and domineering, of which Dorothy understood at once.

But it didn't mean that she had to obey him.

"No, I don't want to!"

Dorothy was fuming with rage. She pushed against his cold chest with her hands. However, as her hands touched his shirt, Credence caught her arms. The next second, she was pressed onto the bed.

With a snap, the orange light on the bed headboard was switched on by Credence. The deserted guest room was immediately filled with warmth.

Under the light, Dorothy realized that his muscular body was intimately leaning against her breasts.

She anxiously tried to retreat to the other side of the bed. Her hand accidentally brushed against his erected body part. At that moment, she was overwhelmed with nervousness.