Chapter 92 Nora Slaps Steven
His gaze lingered on Steven, as if Steven wasn't capable of something.
Nora's face turned a bit red as she said quietly, "We're still building our relationship, so..."
"You two are still virgins?" Chris asked with a smile in his eyes.
Nora felt very awkward.
Steven gave her a cool glance and said to Chris, "It's already past nine. You can leave now."
That was the second time he'd told them to go.
Chris laughed, "Yeah, it's about time to head back. I'll come visit you guys again next time."
Steven glared at him - better if he never came back!
The group walked toward the door.
At the entrance, Chris suddenly said to Nora, "This won't work for you two."
"What won't work?" Nora didn't understand.
After all this time, they were still sleeping separately. Chris couldn't stand watching it anymore and said to her, "Let me help you out."
As he spoke, he deliberately stuck out his foot and tripped Nora.
"Ah!" Caught off guard, Nora was already caught in Chris's arms, held loosely.
"Nora, are you okay?" Chris said loudly on purpose, his face full of concern.
He was the one who tripped her, yet here he was - talk about the thief crying "stop thief!"
Nora couldn't help glancing at Steven.
He looked down at them from above, his face frozen solid, cold enough to kill!
Nora's scalp tightened. She quickly walked out the door to see Chris and Alton getting into the elevator.
"Bye bye, come play again next time." Nora waved with a smile.
Steven remained expressionless.
Both men in the elevator were holding back laughter.
After the elevator doors closed, the three returned home. Olivia was already a bit tired and went to her room to sleep.
Nora thought for a while and decided she should sleep with Olivia the next few days. Recently, there had been several close calls where he almost had his way with her, and now Nora was a bit scared of him.
Plus, her period wasn't over yet.
Nora washed some fruit, gave some to Olivia, and took another bowl into Steven's room.
Steven sat in front of his computer, his handsome face tense.
"Have some fruit." Nora smiled as she placed the fruit on his computer desk.
Steven gave her a cool look, "Had fun tonight?"
Nora popped a grape in her mouth, "Shouldn't you be the happy one?"
After all, both guests were his friends.
Steven scoffed, "Which eye of yours saw me being happy?"
His tone was very sarcastic.
Nora looked completely baffled, "Your friends came over, what are you so mad about? You had a sour face all evening - what's the point?"
She wasn't blind!
Steven had looked upset all evening, who knows if he was cursed or something.
With guests around, he deliberately gave her attitude. Wasn't he just trying to make his friends laugh at her?
She felt a bit upset, too, and turned to leave.
Steven grabbed her hand and pulled hard, yanking Nora onto his lap.
"Do you know what kind of woman men hate most?" Steven gripped her chin, looking at her darkly.
Nora still had a grape in her mouth. When he yanked her, she almost swallowed it. She coughed twice and spit out the grape seed, "What are you doing? I still had something in my mouth. You pulled me like that - I could have choked."
"You haven't answered my question yet." Seeing she'd spit out the seed, his face turned cold again as he interrogated her.
Nora felt somewhat uncomfortable sitting on his lap.
She tried to get up, but Steven drew his long legs in, trapping her between them and forcefully controlling her.
"What are you doing?" Nora was startled.
Steven's eyes were dark and deep, "Women who eat from their bowl while eyeing the pot - promiscuous women!"
He answered his own question, his tone very sarcastic.
Nora furrowed her brow, "Who are you talking about?"
Implying she was eating from her bowl while eyeing the pot?
Nora thought for a moment, then looked up at his handsome face and suddenly slapped him.
Not hard, but it made Steven's face turn cold instantly.
Nora looked at him and said, "You mean I was flirting with your boss just now?"
"Wasn't it?" His gaze was icy, "Falling into his arms on flat ground, praising him over and over while cooking - don't you find that disgusting?"
"No." She smiled, "Mr. Green has pretty high emotional intelligence. I'm happy when he compliments me."
She said it on purpose.
"Proud of yourself now?" Steven snorted coldly, "Want to climb into his bed?"
Nora wanted to slap him again, "Steven, is there something wrong with your brain?"
"What did you say?" Steven's eyes were cold as knives.
Nora said, "Your boss came over, you didn't entertain him yourself, I helped you entertain him, and now you're giving me trouble? If you didn't want me around him, you shouldn't have invited him to the house. I cooked for you all, and I don't even get any appreciation?"
Steven squinted and glared at her.
Nora continued, "Worked hard all evening, cooked until my back was killing me, and you say this to me - it's really heartbreaking."
With that, she tried to get off Steven's lap.
Steven wouldn't let her, holding her tight, "Stop squirming!"
He barked at her.
He wasn't done talking yet.
Nora was unhappy. She got off work at 6, came home, went to the supermarket to buy a bunch of groceries, cooked for him and his friends, worked all evening, and this was what she got in return - being picked on?
Nora really wanted to punch Steven right now!
Heartless Steven!
"Let go of me!" She didn't want him holding her and started struggling.
Anyone who worked hard all day and then faced this kind of harsh criticism from their husband would feel wronged.
"I told you to stop moving!" Steven was annoyed by her fussing and raised his hand to smack her bottom.
After he did it, they both froze.
Nora's brow furrowed, and she struggled even harder, "Let go of me!"
He wouldn't let go. His large hand moved up, cupped her head, and kissed her.
Nora's protest died on her lips as he pressed her tight against him and kissed her.
Heat built between their lips.
Nora pressed her lips together, shaking her head, not letting him kiss her, "Steven, let go of me!"
She was angry!
But Steven wouldn't let go. He wrapped his arms around her, pinned her disobedient hands, pressed his chest against her, and bit at her like he was angry and venting.
Nora turned her head away, so he bit her neck and ears. When she turned her face back, he bit her soft lips.
"You jerk!" She was so angry that she pounded on him.
But she forgot - she was sitting on Steven's lap. With her squirming like this, what normal man could stand it?
Steven wanted to devour her whole. When Nora still wouldn't behave, his large hand slipped under her clothes and grabbed her.
Nora instantly went soft. As she opened her mouth, his tongue invaded.
He kissed her fiercely and roughly.
Nora was like a small pet unable to resist, trapped in his world and forced to endure his kisses.
"Steven!" Nora couldn't even finish her words, tangled up in his kisses, furious inside.
Men and women were naturally different in strength. If he wanted to force it, she couldn't resist at all. Her neck hurt from his biting. She squinted and pleaded softly, "Don't bite me, it hurts..."