Take Control of Yourself, Please novel (Anna and Liam)

Chapter 42 Whose Woman Are You?

Liam looked at Anna with a smile. He held the wine glass in his hand and waved it in front of her elegantly.

Anna was completely clueless right now about the meaning behind Liam's actions! If it were not for the fact that Bryan was here, she would have thrown the contents in her wine glass right at Liam's face in anger!

"Uncle, how could we let you toast us first? That would be too disrespectful as your niece and nephew. Uncle, allow me to toast to your good health.’’ Bryan rushed t o his feet and raised his glass.

Liam's expression froze momentarily, so quickly that i t was practically imperceptible. "You need to drive later so you shouldn't drink wine."

This was clearly a rejection!

Bryan smiled awkwardly and mopped up the tiny beads of sweat on his forehead.

Anna also felt second-hand embarrassment and felt s o uncomfortable it was as though she were sitting on a bed of nails.

Liam then politely said, "Miss Hamilton, a toast to your good health."

As he spoke, Liam’s foot once again began to make mischief all over her smooth calves under the table.

Anna secretly curled her palms into fists. Liam was doing this on purpose! She had never seen anyone with such an evil heart!

'He must have been sent up from hell to punish me!' thought Anna.

Anna suppressed the anger welling inside her and put on a bright smile as she raised her glass of water. She smiled cheerfully and said, "Thank you, uncle."

'Drat! This blasted woman! Why is she so obsessed with calling me uncle?’ grumbled Liam internally.

Liam took a tiny sip of red wine. He wore an indifferent expression that carried a hint of provocation as his foot continued to wander wantonly over Anna's calves.

Anna felt as though her patience was wearing thin. The fiery anger inside her was blazing. With a flash of her eyes, she raised her leg and kicked out forcefully.

Liam was caught by surprise and let out a grunt of pain. His body swayed to one side and the glass of red wine toppled, spilling its content.

"Ah!"

Anna yelped in surprise. She did not move in time to avoid the red wine spilling over her white dress.

Liam's lips quivered but he did not break out into a smile. "I'm sorry. It was an accident."

Anna was so angry she was about to burst a vessel.

She had seen that he had done it on purpose.

Otherwise, how could the red wine in his hand land so perfectly on her skirt?

Liam's eyes narrowed as the smile on his face widened.

Bryan rushed to stand and brought some tissues to help Anna dry herself.

"Anna, how could you be so careless?"

Anna was close to the edge of having a mental breakdown. She glared at Liam with her dewy, furious eyes. However, he ignored her and fixed his gaze coldly upon Bryan.

Liam hated it when Bryan drew close to Anna. He said in an icy voice, "Excuse me, can someone bring Miss Hamilton to get changed?"

Several waiters rushed forward and respectfully led Anna to the restrooms at the back to get changed.

Bryan was drenched in a cold sweat from the whole ordeal. He wanted to follow Anna but was stopped by Liam.

"What's the point of you following when a lady is getting changed?"

Bryan felt his heart lurch uncomfortably. That woman was his fiancee! However, there was nothing that he could say now that Liam had spoken.

"Ahem, uncle..."

Before Bryan could say what was on his mind, Liam had already gotten up and said, "I’m going to the washroom."

Bryan had been cut off. He sat alone at the table, staring at all the delicious food before him. However, h e had completely lost his appetite.

Bryan could not shake the feeling that something was odd about the situation. However, he still could not pinpoint what it was. He loosened his collar and felt a s though he could breathe more easily. Doing so helped to relieve the stuffy feeling he felt.

It was meant to be a perfect date. However, it had been completely ruined by Liam!

Bryan felt extremely frustrated but all he could do for now was to endure this.

Anna had changed into some clothes that had been prepared by the restaurant. It was a beige dress with a high-collar design. The waistline of the dress was higher than usual and it gave the effect of elongating her body, making Anna appear noble and elegant.

She tied up her jet-black hair and washed her face to calm herself down. The wet strands of hair randomly clung to her forehead, making her skin look even more dewy and fair.

She took a deep breath in and pushed the door of the restroom as she made her way out. A familiar male voice rang out beside her ear.

"Hmm, this dress really suits you."

Anna raised her head and saw Liam leaning against the side of the door with a graceful posture and his arms crossed. His gaze was upon her as he assessed her from head to toe.

Anna had found it too much of a coincidence for the restroom to have a long dress that was exactly her size. Apart from that, it was also a new release from a high fashion brand.

"Did you prepare this beforehand?"

Liam did not admit to it. He asked, "Do you like it?"

Even though Anna really liked the dress, she did not feel a single trace of joy. The only emotion that she felt now was rage.

"Oh Mr. Ackman, you've planned everything from the start, haven't you? You’ve even prepared a dress! What do you mean by this!?"

Anna nearly lost her temper. She forced herself to take deep breaths and told herself that she needed to maintain her composure.

Liam drew closer and a burst of warm air washed over Anna’s slender neck. The masculine aura overwhelmed her senses.

She subconsciously took a step back, only for him to take a step closer.

Liam looked deeply at her with a mysterious smile. His lips were slightly curved.

"Is this fun?"

"Fun?"

'How could this be fun!?' wondered Anna.

An evil glint appeared in Liam’s eyes as he said, "My foot hurts terribly. I don't know if I'll be able to walk."

"..." Did this mean that he was going to rely on her to get back?

Anna was about to escape when a large hand cradled her slender waist and tugged forcefully, causing her entire body to be lifted into the air. She was caught tightly within his broad embrace.

Anna found that before him, she seemed to have become as light as a ragdoll. He could play with her at ease.

"Let go of me!" she berated him in a cold voice.

Of course, Liam would not listen to her words. One of his hands wandered leisurely across her lovely back.NôvelDrama.Org owns this.

"How can we continue this game if I let you go?"

"You! How can you be so shameless! Obscene!" cursed Anna in a rage.

Liam cocked an eyebrow. "Shameless? Obscene? Haha

He pondered for a few seconds then said, "So you want to play a shameless, obscene game? Sure, why not?"

Anna’s beautiful eyes were filled with shock. "No...:"

Liam carried Anna and with a swift turn, they entered the restroom of the restaurant. He then locked the door.

Anna started to pummel him with her fists. However, her weak punches had no effect at all.

Liam pressed her firmly against the sofa in the restroom. She could feel his strong muscles and his heart beating. She panicked as her mind went blank.

Liam looked at her panicked appearance. Her small face was flushed because of the shock and it made her appear even more attractive.

His lips curved into a smile. His seductive voice floated next to Anna’s ear. "So, which shameless and obscene game would you like to play?"

"Is it this one?" As he spoke, Liam caught hold of Anna's calves and slid up her legs. He gently massaged her thighs under her dress.

His burning hot palms seemed to have some magical ability. Anna felt her body go numb all over.

"Or do you want this one?"

Liam pulled her long legs apart and slowly drew closer with his...

"Ahh! No! You b*stard!"

Anna could clearly feel the burning heat from his body. She struggled as she cursed at him.

"Bryan is outside! How can you be so perverted!?"

It would have been better if she had not mentioned Bryan. As soon as she mentioned Bryan's name, Liam became enraged and pressed against her even more forcefully.

"Have you forgotten once again whose woman you are?!" His voice was stone cold like an icicle and cut through like a knife.