The two were very close, and Ziana Scott quickly noticed something strange.
After realizing what it was, she blushed, embarrassed and angry, raised her hand and slapped him, "Boris Lewis...you rascal!"
Boris Lewis grabbed her slender wrist with a frivolous tone, "If you don't seduce me, can I be like this?"
This bastard is still talking nonsense!
Ziana Scott gritted her teeth, raised her leg and kicked.
This time it was unsuccessful.
Boris Lewis quickly grabbed her hand and put it on top of her head, pushing her against the wall. His knee was also against her leg, preventing her from moving.
"Let go of me!" Ziana Scott said angrily.
"Do you really want to destroy me?" He asked in a deep voice, "If you can't get me, do you want to destroy me?"
The man's strong chest was tightly pressed against her, and the hot and humid breath he exhaled sprayed on her skin.