Irresistible Love

Nancy stared at the man beside her with a flattering smile. "Sir, you have a noble appearance and a kind heart. The moment I came in, I already thought that you were a good man for you reek of that kind of aura."

"Are you kidding me? A good man, you say?" Mond found what Nancy said ridiculous. He gave a short smirk and went back to his default and calm expression almost instantly.

As a response, the woman flapped her eyelashes. She gazed at Mond with her perfectly clear eyes and said, "Yes, sir. I thought you were a good man as soon as I came here. I know there is goodness in you. And since you are a good man, you won't refuse to help me, right? Please, I beg you. If you can save me today, I will give you whatever you want.

Even if it means being your girlfriend," Nancy blurted out as she gritted her teeth.

Hearing her words, Mond's lips curved upward into a sly smile. He glanced at the woman intently with his dark eyes, making the woman take a few steps back and put her hand into the car's door.

At that moment, Nancy's mind was in a huge mess. She didn't even know whether she should go or not.

"Do you want to live or die?" threatened Nancy, as she took out a fruit knife from her bag and placed it on Mond's neck.

She didn't know what she was doing at that moment. She could even hurt her hand in peeling an apple, let alone kill someone.

Seeing this, Ron and Charlie, who were sitting in the front seats of the car, immediately took out their guns from their bags. However, Mond stopped them before they could do anything rash. Ron observed his actions and immediately thought that Mond must have had his own thoughts regarding the matter. Ron turned his head, but his eyes had always been plastered on the rear-view mirror to guard against Nancy.

"Kill me? Don't be so foolish. Do you think you can survive? Or do you think your legs are faster than the car chasing you from behind?" Mond's lukewarm voice, like an old jar of good and fine wine, echoed inside the car.

Meanwhile, Nancy's hand that held the knife could not help but tremble in fear. Even before Mond could do anything, the knife already fell onto the carriage. Sitting there like a statue, she still held the previous position.

"I... Okay, I'll tell you why I am here, but you will have to escort me out of the city." Then her eyes immediately showed sadness. She even seemed to be on the verge of bursting into tears. At that moment, her pretty face turned very miserable that no man would refuse to help her.

feeling lingering in his heart. 'Was she trying other tricks? Could this

this, she pinched herself heartlessly and tears started to fall like pearls. She did look pathetic, but Mond's eyes were plastered onto the little shtick Nancy just

It was strangely quiet in the carriage, and all that was heard

eyes, Nancy met Mond's dangerously cold eyes that spoke indifference. Beads of cold sweat broke out in her forehead, but she could not let her nervousness take away her

as hostile as before. However, there was a hint of banter in his voice. 'Is this just an illusion?' she began to wonder. In a twinkling

but the truth!" Seeing that the man did not buy her story, she tried to explain again while waving her hands

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piece of paper and handed it over to Nancy. "Here, dry yourself with this," he said. Nancy took the paper, thanked him, and started to wipe her hair. But when she looked into his eyes this time, she noticed that something

In an instant, Ron gave Charlie a nod and the car

really forced to get married! I'm telling the truth! You have no idea what I have been through. You

"Mond Lu."

must know him well! He's not a man. He's just a monster. If I go there,

Mond's face darkened. She still kept on saying her

was in now. She talked about her grievances and never thought that she was sitting beside the man who caused her trouble,

thing! I heard that Mond has an uncertain personality and that he might be suffering from schizophrenia! If I wake up next to him in the morning and he completely forgets what has happened last night, what should I do by then?" said Nancy. She shook her head side

is already twenty six years

girlfriends do you think he should have?" Ron

said, "Maybe about seventeen or eighteen of them! Almost every rich man I

but tremble. 'Is she really serious? I don't know where she got that information, but

that Mr. Mond