Chapter 276

Chapter 276:
Candice scrunched her face and declined.
She turned to leave. “No, I’ll just stay at Bettina’s.”
Just as she started walking away, Milton yanked her back.
His handsome face darkened.
He took a step toward her, cornering her against the wall. He reached out and slammed his palm against the wall, blocking her path.
The corridor fell silent, like the eerie calm before a storm. Candice’s heart raced as Milton drew closer. She had no idea what he was about to do, and her mind went blank.
Suddenly, Milton snaked his other hand around the back of her head, gripping her neck and pulling her closer.
“You think you can stop me if I want to do something to you?”
She whispered in a voice that almost sounded like pleading, “Not right here.”
After all, Milton always did whatever he pleased and didn’t care about others’ opinions. There were security cameras in the corridors.
Hearing Candice’s response, Milton moved his mouth close to her ear. His breathing suddenly grew heavy, and its heat made Candice tremble even more.
He put on a knowing smile and murmured in her ear, “You mean we can do it inside?”
Embarrassed and appalled, Candice bit her lip hard and snapped, “No, that’s not what I meant.”
At that moment, Candice panicked so much that she began to have trouble breathing. To Milton’s eyes, she looked even more astonishing.
Deciding to stop teasing her, Milton finally let go of her.
“I won’t do anything to you. I promise.”
After saying that, he pulled her into the opposite apartment and closed the door behind them.
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Candice stood in the living room of Raul’s apartment, completely at a loss.
The man who had made her stand there was too domineering. Nothing could stop him from doing whatever he wished. He didn’t care about morals or boundaries at all. He was too shameless for those things.
Milton walked into the bathroom and took out a fresh bath towel. There were no women’s clothes there. He found a long silk shirt and tossed it to Candice along with the towel. “Put this on after you take a shower. I’ll ask Jarrod to bring you some clothes later.”
Candice caught the shirt and towel, flashing Milton a wary look. “And why am I supposed to take a shower?” Didn’t he promise that he wouldn’t do anything to her? Why did he want her to shower?
Milton glanced at her and replied, “We just played golf all afternoon. Don’t you want to freshen up? Didn’t you sweat at the golf course? Are you overthinking this?”
Candice’s face flushed redder than ever. She hurriedly turned away, ran into the bathroom, and shut the door.
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