Chapter 2 Don’t Lie to Me

She didn't even have a boyfriend. How could she have a baby?

"Emma Spears, 24 years old, a third-rate girl cartoonist, lives in New York City. Do I need to tell you every school you have attended, every friend you know, and everyone in your family?"

Kevin roared her identity out, giving her no chance to make up any lies.

Every word he said... was true.

"..."

Staring at his pretty handsome face, she said, "But sir, I'm not lying to you. I don't know you at all."

If she hadn't known him before, how would she have delivered a baby for him?

"Don't play the fool in front of me. Where did you hide my baby? Give him back to me!"

Kevin shouted impatiently, his thumb slightly slipping the safety catch.

Emma was in a situation where the gun would discharge accidentally at any time.

With cold sweat all over her body, she begged excitedly, "I have never been pregnant. Can you please check it out? You can't indiscriminately put that blame..."

"Have a check? Fine, I'm having a check right now!"

Her constant denying irritated him obviously.

Kevin glanced at her body displeasedly. The light gauze covered her whole body, showing her shoulder blades, which made her skin look white and flawless, like a newborn baby.

Every drop of the sweat wandered on her skin as if she had just come out of the bathtub. She was quite seductive at this moment.

Kevin swallowed his saliva unconsciously. Looking down, her sweat wetted the clothes and he could even see a deep surgical scar on her abdomen.

"How did you have this scar if you hadn't had a baby?"

Kevin asked peremptorily. From his dark eyes, she could tell that he was convinced that she had once delivered a baby.

Emma covered her lower abdomen hastily, blushing, "This is because of the appendicectomy. How can a cesarean section have such a side cut?"

"Then you must have had him through natural labor. I need to have a check!"

Kevin threw the gun away, his tall shape advancing toward her.

The special female fragrant on her body lit the desire inside his body that he was desperate to vent it out.

"How?" Emma didn't get it at first. But when she finally realized what he meant, she shouted, "Hey... don't get near me!"

The man in front of her walked toward her gradually, surrounded by a sense of horrifying aura. He stared at her without blinking his eyes as if a hunter found his prey, determined to have her...

"What do you want to do? Stay away from me..."

Emma retreated to the bedside. Finally, she had no way out.

Kevin, however, got on the bed easily. Kneeling before her, he put one hand on the bedside behind her. His tall shape covered her entirely.

She was totally under his shadow.

"Have a check."

Kevin repeated the answer briefly. His deep eyes focused on her as if she was naked.

"You don't have to be so close to me even if you want to check..." She was utterly confused.

"You call this 'close'? Emma Spears, it could only be called close when a man is in a woman!"

"What nonsense are you talking about? Stay away... Ah..."

Her words were blocked by the man's thin lips. Before she could defend herself, her clothes were torn off by the man's hand. Right after that, the man's strong body pressed her and the temperature grew higher...

"Ah..."

Emma woke up after a scream. Opening her eyes, she saw the room she rented alone, not the presidential suite she saw in her dream.

After almost ten minutes, Emma finally accepted the fact that she had a dream last night.