The Unshackled Queen: Never Say Never

“It’s fine.

”

Hannah took a deep breath and closed her eyes, leaning back against her seat as if she wanted to take a nap.

Another silence passed.

The car moved at an alarming speed.

Barely twenty minutes later, they were pulling up in front of the White family villa.

Hannah unfastened her seatbelt and got out of the car, just as Bryson got out from his side.

“Thank you,” Hannah said and made to open the door to the backseat.

“Hannah,” came Bryson’s voice behind her.

He had somehow rounded the car and come up behind her before her fingertips could even brush against the door handle.

She whirled around, and the next thing she knew, a warm hand grasped her wrist while Bryson’s other arm snaked around her waist and pulled her flush against his chest.

Flustered, Hannah tried to struggle in his embrace.

She failed to realize what Bryson was about to do until his face was just a couple of inches away from hers.

She froze.

It was the soft press of his lips against hers that finally jolted her back to her senses, and she tried to break away from his arms again.

“Bryson…”

The rest of her words were swallowed by his ki*s.

Hannah’s heart was hammering furiously inside her chest.

At the back of her mind, a voice told her that there was no way of ascertaining the sincerity of the man before her.

In a last-ditch effort to make him let go, she bit Bryson’s lower lip.

She thought she tasted blood for a moment, but then he swept the tip of his tongue over her lips, as if seeking entrance.

Hannah felt Like she had been struck by a bolt of lightning, and she finally found the strength to push Bryson away.

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Her emotions were still in a turmoil like before, but this time, anger rose above the rest.

“Have you gone mad?” she shouted at him.

Bryson’s eyes were fixed on her red, swollen lips.

“Haven’t we already ki*sed like this before?” he asked in a teasing tone, though the smile he gave her was cold and rather sinister.

Slap!

Hannah let her palm fly, instantly leaving a red handprint on the man’s handsome face.

She was breathing heavily as she stared at Bryson.

If she were being honest, she wasn’t sure exactly why she had slapped him.

She had acted on instinct.