An irritating chuckle, to a satisfied tone like a thunderous lightning strike. Moreau ducked deeply to avoid any kiss from landing there. She even loudly shouted out to whoever might come to stop the insolent bastard when the man's lips were about to touch her cheek.
"Let go!"
Once again Moreau was still rebelling. Her one hand clenched tightly instinctively slammed into Mr. Halland's jaw. The man snarled, though it was by no means the end of the devious actions the man was revealing. Moreau winced at the demand that turned into a rough grip. She did not want to be dragged into a room when the door was already open. Still trying to pull herself back, a sudden hard blow left an unexpected wake, Mr. Halland's body tumbling down in a near collision with the hotel hallway floor.
"Abi." More
