“Ah!”


    A powerful grip seized Be’s arm and yanked her into the darkness.


    Be stumbled into a tough chest. The man’s ragged breaths stirred the strands on top of her head, his


    touch drawing warmth across her skin.


    The long, lingering embrace was strange yet familiar to her.


    It was Justin.


    The man ensured a firm grip around her waist in case she might twist her ankle from wearing those


    high stilettos.


    His grip was awfully firm, bearing conflicting emotions. He wanted to protect her, but he feared she


    might slip away from him.


    “Justin! How did you get in here?” Be put up a fight, her cheeks flushed with rage.


    “Ryan said I might have trouble getting past the tight security here.” Justin narrowed his eyes. His voice


    was raspy and t.


    Justin graduated at the top of his ss from the military. It was a piece of cake to elude the hotel’s


    security.


    When heter became the president of Salvador Corporation, all his basic needs-and more were met.


    His military training proved less relevant in the business world.


    ConTEent bel0ngs to N?v(e)lD/rama(.)Org .


    Yet he faced a multitude of hurdles when trying to see Be, forcing him to be creative and persistent.


    “It’s vile of you to sneak around like this.


    Be gritted her teeth and tried to stomp on his foot, but Justin twirled and pinned her against the wall.


    Their eyes met, and sparks flew.


    Now that he had snagged on an encounter, Justin’s gaze lingered on her face, absorbing every detail


    of her.


    “What are you looking at, bastard?” Be cursed, and her ears turned red.


    “You’ve put on some weight.” Justin fixated on her.


    His lips curled at the roundness of her once-highly-contoured cheekbones.


    She put some meat on her bones.


    Be could not believe Justin just said that. ”


    “Are you mad at me? There’s nothing wrong with putting on some weight. You were skin and bones


    before. You should eat more. Justin spoke like a gentleman.


    Red in the face, Be pped him.


    Feeling the burn on his cheek, Justin grabbed her hand. The handprint on his face was a mark of


    humiliation. “Is this how you repay someone who has helped you, Be? I don’t count on getting a


    thank- you, but you should stop getting physical with me every time I see you.”


    “Thank you? Why should I? Should I thank you for restraining Xena Gordon and getting her to testify


    against Bethany?”


    With her chest heaving, Be mocked Justin. “Have you no shame, Justin? You should thank me, not


    the other way around. You’re just trying to gain leverage through me by holding Xena against Bethany.


    If I hadn’t yed along, you would have been out of the game a long time ago.”


    “Be!”


    Justin’s eyes turned bloodshot as rage consumed him. “I just wanted to see you.”


    “But you’re thest person on earth I want to see!”


    Be could not break free from Justin. It was not as if she could beat someone from the special force.


    She reached into her pocket to fish out her phone to call Steven.


    Justin saw through her and nimbly seized her other hand.