Dear Soldier, Put Your Gun Down novel Chapter 8

When her back was turned, she saw that handsome face filled with amusement. It was Matt.

At this point, she really wanted to cut his brazen face to a pulp and gouge out his eyes with her sharp blade!

She had never been insulted as much as she had experienced in the past few days, not to mention he tried various ways to do that.

Holding her wrists with one hand and circling her waist with the other, he pressed himself against her body. “Be careful not to hurt yourself, sweetie.” His voice sounded flirty.

She tried to bend her knee and attack his lower body but was trapped between his legs tightly.

“If you bust my ball, you will wreck your happiness for a lifetime.”

He rubbed his crotch against her belly with wicked pleasure as he said that.

Erotic and violent, that was who Matt was indeed!

With her perfume in the air, he looked down and tried to kiss her, but she turned her head aside.

“I am hungry.”

“Me... too.”

Shocked, she glared at him.

In the end, Matt carried her in his arms downstairs, as he didn’t have the heart to refuse her, “I’ll feed you more and make you buxom so that you’ll taste better later.”

Although she was starving, she had no appetite in his arms, given his crotch was pressed against her hips all the way.

Scooping up a spoonful of caviar, he raised it to her lips, “Open your mouth, and eat it.”

She opened her mouth tamely, though she found any delicate food distasteful.

“Matt, I’d like to talk to you.”

“Do not speak at the feeding time. Our talk can wait.”

Having been forced to eat less than a half jar of caviar, a glass of warm milk, and a slice of beef toast, she felt like suffering.

After feeding her, he began to have his meal quickly but gracefully.

“Now, what did you want to tell me?”

“I don’t like the way you treat me. I’m a human being, not your pet!”

Matt’s hands were groping her up and down. “So do you like this? What about this?”

Winona decided to give up, as she couldn’t reason with such a person. It seemed that she had to figure out another way.

After answering a phone call, Matt put himself in the army uniform and intended to leave. But he turned around at the door, “I’ll give you a present in a few days. I’m sure you’ll like it.”

Winona frowned, suspecting if he would send more sexy lingerie.

She had a good time in the next three days because Matt didn’t show up all this time, but she had to hurry back since her wedding with Benjamin would be held in ten days.

She must get out of this dangerous place as soon as possible, and she believed that with the power of the Larson family, she would surely get away from Matt, the vulgar monster.

Though it was an underground palace, the sunlight and wind were the same as the outside.

As she was playing on the swing, a tiny white creature, looking like a wolf or a dog, ran over and licked her toes fondly.

“Where is your master? Have you lost your way?” She squatted down and fondled its fur in surprise.

“Do you like it? It’s a snow wolf pup.”

Against the sunlight, Matt, who looked so upright and handsome, walked over in his army uniform. The metal on his epaulet was shining, just like his eyes at the moment.

“Oh,” she responded briefly and then continued to talk to the wolf, “Hey, what name should I give you? It’s said that pets share their masters’ tempers. Now that you’ve got a master who is erotic, violent, and raunchy, I’d like to name you Raunchie. Do you like it, Raunchie?”