The Female Leads Truly Loves You - Chapter 59

Sam, do you want to die?
Being proactive and being passive are entirely different situations.

For Angel, she could take the initiative in certain actions, even if it seemed like she was at a disadvantage.

However, the psychological upper hand, or rather, the pleasure she derived, was satisfying for her.

Manipulating others’ emotions, dominating their fates, was undoubtedly a thrilling experience.

It’s like realizing you’re feeling superior, especially when you see the other person clearly resisting but helpless to do anything about it.

Angel had no interest in other men because they would fall for her the moment they saw her, which made her lose all interest in them.

It didn’t matter if they were handsome, gentlemanly, or even from a comparable family background.

The only exception was Sam. Angel wanted to dominate him, to have him all to herself.

To her, Sam was like an exclusive toy displayed in a showcase, not for sale – a limited edition, something that couldn’t be obtained with power or money. This was what excited Angel, what made her more desirous.

But now, the situation had completely changed. She remembered their agreement, but she didn’t think Sam would dare to do it.

No matter how much Sam seemed to resist her, no matter how smart or sharp he appeared, she didn’t believe he had the courage to offend her.

After all, she had tormented him up to this point, and he hadn’t fought back, had he? He hadn’t even called for help.

So how come now… she was the one pushed against the wall?

The one with her chin lifted?

The one with her body pinned down?

The passive one turned out to be her!

Angel couldn’t accept this.

For a moment, she was furious, so angry that she wanted to overthrow him, to slap him.

But at this moment, Angel couldn’t do it. Her hand was held, her body firmly restrained by Sam, their bodies in close contact, her voluptuous breasts pressed against his sturdy chest.

While Angel was angry, a special emotion began to spread over her, her body seemingly becoming more sensitive.

As her chin was lifted, a sense of unwarranted humiliation welled up in her eyes. The angle and look of Angel were unprecedented, almost enough to fully ignite a man’s sexual desire and stir up a fierce urge, even to the point of committing a crime.

Sam also felt the suppleness of her breasts’ curves, this contact was too tormenting, too tempting.

“Sam… do you know what you’re doing? Let me go now!” Angel’s expression was one of shame, her beautiful face blushing.

Though her words sounded threatening, her body was incredibly sensitive at the moment.

She even had to restrain herself from rubbing her legs together, as if she needed to do something to alleviate the restless emotion stirring within her.

Sam seemed to be able to do whatever he wanted because Angel’s panties were soaking wet and her pussy couldn’t wait to be completely filled with Sam’s thick, long cock.

However, Sam was very calm at this moment. He knew it wasn’t the right time yet; he had to make Angel understand who truly was in control of everything.

Sam’s cock had become very hard, but he didn’t want to remove Angel’s panties. Instead, he lowered his head, meeting her shocked gaze.

As Sam’s lips slowly approached, Angel’s last bit of defiance was to keep her eyes wide open.

She refused to lose, to submit. She was determined to show this presumptuous man the consequences!

Sam, mimicking Angel’s earlier action, kissed her lips. During this, he saw Angel’s angry gaze fixed on him, mixed with a unique sense of enjoyment.

Sam maintained eye contact and began to replicate Angel’s movements, not only pressing against her alluring body but also gently kissing her mouth, her cheek, and, of course, her ear.

Throughout this, Sam felt Angel’s breathing becoming more pronounced and exaggerated.

When his lips neared Angel’s earlobe, she reached out her hand to Sam’s neck as if to threaten him.

“You better not continue…” She gasped, her eyes becoming blurry, her palm tightening on Sam’s neck, the threat palpable.

“Ahh…!!” But her threat soon turned into a suppressed cry.

Sam bit Angel’s ear, gently nibbling, his breath heating her sensitive spot. Angel felt her body go limp.

Sam’s nibbling was skillful, making Angel feel like ants were crawling all over her body, her legs weakening, her breasts involuntarily rubbing against Sam’s chest.

Her body temperature rose rapidly, her mind muddled. Sam prevented her from falling, even supporting her body, which meant he had to let go of Angel’s hand.

Angel, still showing a final bit of unyielding spirit, didn’t want to fall into this young man’s arms or let him have his way with her body.

So she tried to push him away with her hands against his chest.

Sam indeed moved away from her ear and looked down at Angel’s furious eyes.

“Bastard… damn… disgusting, filthy, lowly thing, you…”

Sam curved his lips into a smile, as if he controlled everything.

“That’s right, to you, I am indeed such an existence. But… being treated this way by such a despicable person like me, is it an honor, or an offense?”

Hearing Sam’s words, Angel’s emotions became even more complex and bizarre.

A strange excitement spread throughout her body.

How to describe it?

It was like a noble goddess seemingly about to be violated by a filthy beggar.

Even though she was the one being desecrated, how come she finds herself filled with anticipation instead?

“Don’t… damn it, damn it, damn it… Sam, do you want to die?”

She gritted her teeth, as if issuing a final warning. But such an expression hardly seemed convincing.

Sam smiled and said, “Haven’t you noticed how cute you actually look right now?”

After saying this, he lowered his head and kissed her neck precisely. It was an instant contact, a kiss without any trace of mercy.

“Uh… Ah~!” In a flash, Angel’s hands, which were pushing against his chest, clenched into fists.

She exaggeratedly tilted her head back, her face so flushed it almost covered her entirely. At this moment, she couldn’t control anything, as if she couldn’t hide anything anymore.

Angel was no longer able to stand steadily, her entire body losing its will to resist, merely leaning softly against the wall in Sam’s embrace.

Who would have thought that the young miss of the Angel family, the always cold and unapproachable goddess-like figure from Kuhang High School, would be standing there with a flushed face, weakened body, and tearful eyes against the wall?

On her neck, a man sucked greedily like a vampire…

The air in the room became ambiguous and increasingly heated.

Angel’s hands, which were once trying to push Sam away, were now resting on the back of his neck, in a gesture that seemed like a helpless plea or perhaps a greedy caress.