No One But You novel Chapter 24

I looked up at him. "There are so many people who want to give birth a child to you. Why did you choose me?"

"So I won’t give a woman a chance to abort my kid!" He shoved his hand into his arms so hard that I ran into him.

His arms were wrapped tightly around my back, and I had to look up into his starlit eyes.

I was flustered.

Calvin had a fatal attraction to women.

I was a woman too, and his allure was great for me.

I was not sure if I would fall in love with him over a long period of time.

But I didn't have the guts to love him.

I used to love Daniel, but the attraction was his gentleness and thoughtfulness. My love for him disappeared when I realized that his gentleness and thoughtfulness was nothing more than stepping on me to get promoted and make a fortune.

Not even painful.

My good friend once told me that I didn't love Daniel at all, but just took things as they came.

When a woman like me really fell in love with a man, that man would like a trick on me, and I would probably never get rid of him.

I was afraid that I would fall in love with someone unreservedly, because I knew that such a person as Calvin would not be interested in me for long.

As for his marrying me, I took it as a joke.

His family has a grand pedigree. His father was an official. How could he have a high opinion of such an obscure journalist as me?

Oh no, an unemployed reporter.

My life was miserable enough. I had to take good care of myself.

My body stiffened into an iron bar in his arms. "Let go. I'm going to bed."

"Sleep right here." He picked me up again, went into the bedroom and put me on the bed.

He unbuttoned my pajamas, and I fought him with all strength.

But he was strong and I was no match for him.

Both my hands were gripped in one of his, and I couldn't move.

"What are you afraid of? Haven't we slept before?" He had a sneer between his teeth.

"I have a kid in my belly." I reminded him.

He laughed derisively. "You don't want him anymore, why do you care?"

He put so much effort into his hands that he ripped my pajamas away.

I'm not wearing a bra.

I found his pupil instantly blurred up, with heart-throbbing madness.

"Don't..." Before a second voice could be heard, his kisses were falling on me.

My fingers were cold, and my breath was short and weak.

I had a hard tongue, but I was new in matters of man and woman.

That night, I was in a state of complete amnesia and unable to feel what I was feeling.

I admitted that I was lost in the Calvin’s soulful eyes.

I was lost in his great passion.

I didn't know whether I have delusions. I felt Calvin’s passion was mixed with pain.

By the time I came back to my mind, I was almost lying in his arms naked, covered with a quilt. There should be the last line of defense between he and me.

He did not continue, but he did not release me.

He took me in his arms and pressed his chin against my neck, which stung a little.

My skin felt his skin. It was hot but seemed cold.

My senses were deluded.

If I jumped out of his arms, he would see me naked, so I chose not to move and continued to nest in his arms.

He held me tight, with the strength that can strangle me to death.

I patted his arm. "I'm choking."