Journey to Happy Ending

Chapter 113 Do You Have Any Idea What You Are Doing

Surprised, Daisy looked at Belinda's unusually red face. She then said to Duke determinedly:

"Duke, I have a request. Don't hurt her if you don't really like her."

"Don't worry, Daisy. I know what I'm doing." Duke looked at Belinda, only to find she was breathing

heavily. He nodded at Daisy and wrapped his arm around Belinda's waist to carry her towards the door.

Belinda stumbled because of the drug. Duke had to hold her tighter in case she tripped. When they

finally made it to the door, he stopped abruptly and glared at Leena again.

"You're grounded till I decide what to do with you." His cold voice froze Leena. He didn't say anything

else; he just carried Belinda out of the room. Duke was furious. As much as he loved his sister, he

couldn't forgive her for hurting others.

Startled by his threatening looks, Leena stepped backward out of fear. He must have known what she

had done, and he wanted to punish her for that.

Did she regret it? No, she didn't. She convinced herself that she did what she did for her brother's sake.

Things wouldn't work out between Duke and Belinda if she didn't intervene. What would happen if

Belinda decided to be with someone else before her brother started to ask her out?

Edward once told her that Duke had someone in his heart, someone so special that he could never let

anyone else in. But Leena knew that Belinda was different. She was special to him too. Otherwise, he

wouldn't tolerate Leena calling Belinda her sister-in-law. Maybe he had already accepted her, but he

chose to ignore his true feelings deliberately.

"You've gone too far, missy. Even I can't save you this time." Edward cast a look at the two cuddled

figures and slightly shook his head. Hope Duke knew what he was doing.

"Edward, I..." Leena lowered her head and bit her lip nervously. Had she actually done something

inexcusable?

Daisy sighed heavily. What's done was done. They could only wait to see how things turn out. She

knew Duke. He was a man of honor. If he did something with Belinda, he wouldn't turn his back to her

afterwards. He would man up and take the responsibility.

"Come on, Leena. Let's go. They'll be fine." Daisy tried to comfort Leena by gently stroking her head.

"Aren't you mad at me, sis?" Leena tilted her head and gave a curious look at Daisy. She was

supposed to be mad at her for what she had done to her best friend. Yet, she wasn't.

"What's done is done. Can everything start over again if I blame you? It can't. So I guess we should

just go with the flow. To be honest, I think it could be an opportunity for them to lead their relationship

somewhere." Daisy was unexpectedly calm. Edward was surprised to see that there wasn't any

emotional upheaval on her face.

Sullenly, Duke carried Belinda into the passenger's side and then fastened the seat belt for her.

Clenching his fists silently, he stared at the woman with a mixed feeling rising in his eyes. He then NôvelDrama.Org owns this text.

sighed and got into the driver's seat.

"It's... hot..." Belinda muttered. Duke's body temperature was slightly lower than the others. Without his

grip, Belinda felt the fire inside of her was burning up again. She tried to find something that could cool

her off, but the seat belt wouldn't let her. She kept pulling the seat belt restlessly.

"Hold still for a while." Duke frowned and grabbed her waving hands.

"Hmm..." His fingers were cold. Belinda heaved a deep, contented sigh and grabbed his hand. It felt

good. But it was not enough, and she needed more. Driven by instinct, she leaned forward to press her

face against his cold palm, trying to bring down the temperature of her burning face.

Duke's heart stopped for a second. All of a sudden, He felt like a strange fire was burning inside him as

well. He cleared his throat and tenderly caressed her rosy face; then he quickly withdrew his hand. He

took a deep breath and started the car.

Decorated with delicate rugs and luxurious chandeliers, the president suite give people a feeling of

luxury and gorgeousness. That's where Duke took Belinda.

Belinda was still under the influence of the drug. She hugged Duke and continued to touch him

unconsciously. Duke grabbed her hands again and nudged her into the bathroom. He turned on the tap

and icy cold water splashed all over Belinda's body.

"Hmm..." The freezing water eased the fire. She couldn't help whimpering out loud.

Despite that his shirt was soaking wet too, Duke supported Belinda with one hand, and with the other

hand, he held the shower sprinkler to spray water all over her.

She was drenched and all her clothes were clinging to her body. He could see her sexy curves under

her clothes. She slid her hands inside his shirt and stroked his chest. For Duke, this was sweet agony.

He gritted his teeth again to suppress the urge of breaking out.

However cold the water was, it could only quench the fire for a short while. The burning desire kept on

gnawing at Belinda. She wanted more. She needed more. She grabbed his arms and leaned forward to

kiss him randomly on his body, desperately seeking for alleviation.

"Belinda, don't push me." Duke felt like he was on the edge of his restraint. Every single cell in his body

was screaming and shouting out of pain.

"But... I feel painful..." Belinda pouted with a sob.

Duke's hand slightly twitched and he shower sprinkler he's holding accidentally splashed water spouts

all over himself. He then mumbled, 'I gave you the chance to run away from me, but you didn't take it.

Blame yourself for what's coming to you.'

"Do you have any idea what you are doing right now? humm?" With his eyes fixed on her rosy lips,

Duke asked her one last time.

"I know... Give it to me..." Belinda couldn't wait any longer. She ripped his shirt off and eagerly ran her

hands all over his skin. What on earth was he hesitating for?

"Very well. Look at me. Do you know who I am?" He gently clutched her jaw with his slender fingers,

forcing her to look into his eyes.

"Duke..." Meekly, Belinda answered in a hoarse whisper. She shook her head to break free from his

grip and grabbed his collar to kiss him. Once again, she was lost in the tenderness of his thin lips.

Duke decided not to hold back anymore. He held Belinda in his arms and kissed her back aggressively.

'I hope you won't regret this later.' He thought.

Duke tossed the shower sprinkler aside and carried Belinda out of the bathroom. He threw her into the

king-sized bed and gently lay on top of her.