Imprison Me? After Amnesia, You'll Kneel and Beg for My Favor! - Chapter 20
The car drove fast.
The cold wind rushing in helped to clear my head a little.
Bo Anzhi’s words alone weren’t enough to erase my doubts.
No matter what, that photo definitely wasn’t photoshopped.
Bo Anzhi seemed to sense my thoughts.
As soon as the partition between us and the driver went up, he eagerly pressed his face close to mine.
The new stubble on his chin pricked my palm, forcing me to look at him.
“Baby, please pay attention to me?”
“I’m very clean. I washed up right before coming here. You can do whatever you want with me…”
He pulled a thin lace ribbon from his pocket and tied it over his eyes.
Before, I would have pounced on him without a second thought.
But now, I coolly pushed him away.
As I moved, a corner of the photo in his pocket was dislodged.
I pulled it out and threw it in his face.
Bo Anzhi stared at the photo for three seconds, then tossed it out the window.
“Bo Min framed me! That’s my cousin from my uncle’s side, my actual cousin!”
“Baby, please believe me, okay? Or I can take you to Belgium, you can watch us get a DNA test?”
He carefully leaned in, trying to peck my lips.
“Baby, you used to say you liked how big I was… how safe it made you feel…”
“Don’t you want to see?”
My face flushed, and I swallowed nervously.
Bo Anzhi tied the lace ribbon back in place.
He whispered in my ear, word by word:
“Baby, you can do whatever you want…”
What could I do? Who could possibly resist a possessive, melodramatic man practically begging for it?
