Chapter 11

Aiden had lied to him too many times before, and he no longer believed him.

Aiden hung up the phone and handed the mobile phone back to Emily. "I will ask James to accompany you home tomorrow."

"Thanks, Dad!"

Emily's heart was filled with indescribable joy at having achieved her goal.

Indeed, pleasing Aiden had been the right decision.

That evening.

Emily was munching on an apple while working on her thesis, taking a bite now and then.

The door opened, and James's tall, imposing figure appeared in the bedroom. He looked tired as he loosened his tie.

Seeing Emily with her hair in a messy bun, chewing on an apple with her cheeks puffed out like a cute little bunny, James's eyes darkened, and a desire stirred in his lower abdomen.

Though Emily's personality wasn't exactly endearing, her body had a unique allure that made him constantly crave her.

Feeling his gaze on her, Emily paused mid-bite and glanced at the apple in her hand before taking several more big bites.

James chuckled at her actions. Did she think he wanted her apple?

He looked away and headed to the bathroom.

Seeing this, Emily remembered the plan for tomorrow and called out, "Don't forget you're supposed to go home with me tomorrow."

James stopped in his tracks and turned to look at her with a heavy gaze.

She dared to bring up going home!

"Are you ordering me? When did I ever agree to go home with you?"

James's eyes narrowed slightly, anger bubbling up inside him at the thought of being manipulated by Emily.

"Your dad told you to go with me. Did you forget? Should I have him remind you again?"

Emily raised an eyebrow, deliberately provoking James.

There she went again with "your dad"!

"Emily, do you think my father can control me? If I don't go, what can he do?"

He had only agreed to cooperate to get information about Ava, not because he feared his father.

In this world, no one could control James!

"James, you already agreed. You can't go back on your word. A person should keep their promises!" Emily was getting anxious, afraid he would back out. "Besides, I heard from your dad that you want to know about your mother. If you don't go with me, he won't tell you!"

Mentioning Ava, James strode over to her and grabbed her wrist, his eyes burning with intense fire.

"Are you threatening me?" James's icy aura sent a chill down Emily's spine.

Her wrist felt like it was about to be crushed, and Emily winced in pain. "James, you're hurting me!"

She tried to pull her hand back, but James's grip was like a vice, impossible to break free from.

Emily felt that if he applied a bit more pressure, her bones would snap.

"If you keep running your mouth, I'll make sure the Johnson family disappears from Emerald City forever!"

Threatening her with the Johnson family again!

Emily stared back at him fearlessly, raising her voice defiantly. "If you dare touch the Johnson family, I'll tell your dad!"

James laughed in exasperation. "Do you think he can stop me if I want to take down the Johnson family? Go ahead and try!"

Emily was intimidated by his powerful presence, but she couldn't afford to lose her composure now.

She used all her strength to shake off James's hand. "Fine, I'll go tell your dad right now that you're targeting my family!"

With that, she headed straight for the door.

Seeing Emily going to find Aiden, James felt a headache coming on. This woman was relentless.

He quickly stepped forward, grabbed her by the back of the neck, and spun her around, pulling her back.

"Let go of me! James, what are you doing?"

Emily struggled, flailing her arms, but her actions seemed almost comical against James's strength.

"Have you had enough?"

James threw her onto the bed, looking impatient.

Knowing he wasn't someone to mess with, Emily decided to soften her tone.

"James, I want to talk to you."

James began unbuttoning his shirt as he walked toward the bathroom.

He took off his shirt, revealing his toned, muscular body to Emily.

His tanned skin looked even healthier, and the sight of his eight-pack abs and the faint lines of his V-cut made it hard for Emily to look away. She momentarily forgot what she wanted to say.

James turned and saw Emily staring at him with a captivated expression. A wicked smile curved his lips. "Have you seen enough? If not, should I strip completely for you?"

Emily's face turned red, but she quickly regained her composure. "Sure, why not? It's not like I haven't seen it before. Go ahead, and I'll give you a review."

James was speechless.

He had never met a woman with such thick skin!

Not an ounce of modesty!

"Why aren't you stripping? Are you not confident? Well, I guess it makes sense. With how short and small you are, it's nothing to brag about."

Emily teased, feigning regret.

Men hated being hit where it hurt! James always bullied her, so she had to strike back!

"You think I'm short and small?"

His size was impressive, and he remembered how she had begged for mercy during their previous encounters. Now she was calling him small?

"Who else is here? Of course, I'm talking about you." Emily continued to provoke James.

James threw his shirt on the floor and pinned Emily to the bed, pressing his hard length against her entrance, rubbing it as a form of punishment. "You think I'm small? Maybe I need to remind you."

Even through their clothes, Emily could feel the hardness pressing against her, making her body tremble.

Remembering how he had nearly torn her apart the last two times, she quickly backed down. She didn't want to go through that again.

"I was just joking. Don't be mad. Calm down."

Emily put on a fawning smile, trying to push James off her without being too obvious.

"A joke? But it seems like you're not satisfied with my size. Should we test it again? I think your tightness suits me just fine."

His gaze traveled from her delicate collarbone down to her full, round breasts. James lowered his head, using his teeth to unzip her top, exposing her nipple, and then took it into his mouth.

The warm, wet sensation enveloping her nipple sent a shiver through Emily's body, making her tense up and blush.

His tongue circled and nibbled, and Emily felt a rush of wetness between her legs.