Clyde beckoned with a dismissive wave. "I don't mind, come here."
Eleanor's frown deepened, her thoughts racing. He didn't mind, but she did.
She stood her ground, repeating her earlier statement.
Clyde's smile vanished instantly, replaced by a menacing expression.
Without giving Eleanor time to react, he strode forward, grabbed her shoulders with considerable force, and hissed, "You don't accept my kindness. Then don't blame me for not being nice."
Eleanor's heart skipped a beat as she quickly wriggled free. "Mr. Anderson, what are you doing?"
Clyde scoffed, leaning closer. His breath slithered into her ear like a serpent, making her skin crawl. "What do you think? Has Asher touched you yet? If not, maybe I should test the waters first."
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