The Substitute Bride: Making Memories Of Us (Lois Stone)

Chapter 142: She Was Powerless Against Him 

Brian's kiss took away Ayla's self-control.After his lips left hers, he then moved to kiss her cheeks.

Gasping for air, she asked, "What on earth do you want?"

Right now, she was in his company, his territory, and there was nothing she could do.

"I want you to willingly come back to me."

That was exactly what Brian wanted.He wanted to get back together with her, just like the old days.He had never gotten tired of her, and he still desired both her body and her heart.

"Brian, need I remind you that you were the one who drove me away back then? I'm not a clingy woman, so I obeyed your command and left!"

Ayla recalled the time that he heartlessly drove her out of the Clark family's villa.What happened to her after that became the most miserable part of her life.

"So after all these years, you still hate me, don’t you?"

Brian was hoping that she would hate him, so that she would never forget him and eventually, come back to him.

"I just want to live my life in peace! You and I are from totally different worlds.You'll never lack a woman beside you, but my heart can only be given to one person."

Ayla wanted to make it clear to him that she couldn't afford to get hurt, but it seemed as though he was heartless.

"Do you love Lucas?"

He wasn't convinced that she had actually fallen in love with Lucas.

Brian continued to embrace her tightly.She remained silent.

Whomever she loved had nothing to do with him.

"Why don't you answer me?" Brian's patience was running out.

"You're always so hardheaded.Whether you like it or not, I want you!"

Ayla was petrified.

"I never have the right to say no, do I?"

She didn't like the feeling of being with him. Brian had too many women, and that wasn't something that she could tolerate.

"No!" Brian said in a sultry voice.

The following moment, he picked Ayla up and brought her to the lounge.She wrapped her arms around his neck.It turned out that this lounge was for his own convenience.

"Lala, I don't like it when you rebel against me.I want you to be able to follow your heart.Don't suppress your feelings."

After all these years, his love for her never changed, and neither did many other things in his heart.

But Ayla still didn't want to give him what he wanted, despite the fact that she failed to resist it.She didn't want to stoop so low, and she didn't want to lose everything.

In the event that she fell in love with him again, it would only make her miserable.

Seeing that Ayla wasn't responding to his advances, Brian felt infuriated.

"Are you planning to act like a dead fish all night?"

"If that displeases you, then let me go."

She calmly looked at the man before her.

Ayla was well aware of the fact that Brian wouldn't let her go, and that she wouldn't have a chance to escape unscathed.

Pulling her arms away, he said, "Don't think that I won't dare to lay a hand on you.Don't you get it? The more you play hard to get, the more I want you.It doesn't matter if you say no to me!"

‘Is there nothing I can do? Then what on earth can I decide on?’ she thought bitterly.

Brian's overbearing possessiveness was getting on Ayla's nerves.She just bit her lower lip, refusing to say anything.

The salty taste of blood filled her mouth, but she endured it because she wanted to feel the pain.

Reminding herself of pain was the best way to stop herself from loving him again.

Under the dim light, Brian saw her bleeding lips, causing his heart to soften.He had indeed lost control of himself just now. Material © NôvelDrama.Org.

He had no desire to be so ruthless towards her, but whenever she was trying to resist him, he could no longer control himself.

Perhaps Brian would never be able to understand Ayla's suffering, but he could see how she tried to endure the pain caused by his rudeness.

However, as a man, his self-esteem and pride wouldn't allow him to be so softhearted.

"Put on your clothes," Brian said to her.

He had always known how stubborn she was.

She would never change her mind no matter how much he forced her.

He was just having a hard time suppressing himself.

Ayla huddled herself up on the edge of the bed, closing her eyes and refusing to look at him.Her body was trembling all over."What? Do you want me to help you put it on?"

After tidying up his clothes, Brian noticed that she still wasn't moving, so it pricked his heart.

"No," Ayla replied in a hoarse voice.

After that, she urged her aching body to move.This lounge was built for rest after work.

However, they had only been working in this office for less than three days and they already had sex in this room.

Ayla smiled bitterly at herself.

Right now, all she wanted to do was to leave and get as far away from Brian as possible.

When she was about to hail a taxi, he pulled her into his car.

Without resistance, she leaned against the car window and said nothing more.

Brian had made up his mind.

No matter what, he wanted to be entangled with Ayla.

Even when she was returning to her apartment, he still followed her.

The second she stepped foot in her home, she hid herself in the bathroom.

Tears streamed down her face as she stood under the shower head.

What was she supposed to do now? Why couldn't she just live her life in peace? Were the past two years she had lived a gift from God? Now that Brian had stormed into her life, would it return to square one? Perhaps Ayla still hadn't figured out how she felt for him, but she was still powerless against him.

Even after two years, he hadn't changed.

Meanwhile, Brian was smoking out of frustration.

Every time that Ayla appeared before him, he would lose his mind.

Normally, he wasn't the kind of person that would lose his cool, but ever since he met her, he had been having a hard time being rational, and wanted to seize every fiber of her being.

The French window was open, causing the cold night breeze to sober him up.

Brian threw away his cigarette butt and heard the sound of running water coming from the bathroom.

Ayla had hidden herself in there the moment she came back.She had taken a shower for more than an hour already.

Did she take this opportunity to escape from him? Or was it because she was so disgusted of him? Was he disgusting? For Ayla, Brian seldom slept with other women in the past two years.

But what about her? Wasn't she with Lucas all this time? Not long after, he stood in front of the bathroom, knocking at the frosted glass door incessantly.

"Lala, open up!" The sound of his voice left Ayla stunned for a few moments.

The bathroom was the only place she could hide from him.

"Open this door! Do you not hear me? If you don't open up right now, I'll kick it open!"

Brian could still hear the sound of running water, but he couldn't hear Ayla, making him worried all of a sudden.