Take Control of Yourself, Please novel (Anna and Liam)

Chapter 2 Pervert The Predicament Bar.

It was the most well-known gay bar in all of Johaness City.

The owner, Jamie, had one hand on his waist as he scolded and yelled.

"Anna, you should have gone in there and castrated that no-good playboy! Make sure he can't use his junk for the next ten years or so!"

Anna did not reply but downed another cup of wine.

"My dear, he f*cked your sister! How could you just sit here silently and drink? And those two bastards, do they think they can get away with bullying little Anna?

"And that little sister of yours... Ever since she was a child, she wanted everything you have! This time, she’s taking your fiance!

"That little b*tch must have been the one who sent you that text message! I can't believe you can still see her as your sister. One can never grow used to an ingrate like her!"

Anna had no need to maintain her elegant facade in front of Jamie. When she saw his boiling expression, she could not help but burst into laughter.

As she laughed and laughed, her eyes turned red. She tilted her head up hastily. Her long hair slipped off her shoulders, revealing her beautiful dainty face. The watery eyes hidden behind her black-rimmed glasses glistened in the ever-changing bar lights-they looked as beautiful as stars.

Jamie’s heart ached as he witnessed Anna's struggle t o stay strong and hide her grief.

"Anna, I know you need this marriage to secure the family business, but are you seriously still going to marry that playboy?"

Anna poured another glass of wine. Jamie snatched the bottle from her hand. "My dear, that's enough wine! Do you want to die of alcohol poisoning for an unfaithful bastard?"

Anna leaned back on her chair, staring at Jamie with blurred vision. Her voice was hoarse. "I honestly didn't expect Bryan to be so fake."

Jamie let out a sigh. Jamie pinched her chin lightly, examining the moist corners of her eyes. © NôvelDrama.Org - All rights reserved.

"My dear, if you think about it, there’s not much to be upset about. In truth, all men are like that. Tell me, which man on earth doesn't want to see women in thongs and their thick thighs exposed? Every day, you leave the house with your bare face in jeans and a white shirt, not showing an inch of skin-what man would want to undress you?"

Anna pushed his hand away. "I can undress myself!"

She stood up and stumbled toward the bathroom.

"Hey, hey, my dear, be careful..."

Anna stood in front of the mirror in the bathroom. Her head spun. She grabbed onto the sides of the sink and yet was still barely able to hold herself up.

She stared at her reflection, gently caressing her own cheeks. "Humph! So you think I'm boring? I'm just a white swan?"

She felt a stabbing pain in her chest. With tears welling up in her eyes, Anna choked as she spoke. " Bryan Dawson... Chloe looks gorgeous from head to toe, right?"

Her tears poured out like rain.

Just then, she heard the sound of footsteps coming from within the washroom. She quickly rubbed her tears away and turned around to see...

A man. A man walked out of the toilet cubicle. She was stunned for a while.

The man had his back toward her, so she could not get a clear look at his face. Nonetheless, she could vaguely see the man's angular jawline and tall, well-built body.

Anna scoffed in her head. She wondered how could such a handsome man be gay. On top of that, he barged into the women’s bathroom.

"Are you here to look at panties?" she mocked in a drunken hoarse voice. Her resentment toward the man was evident in her tone.

His charming eyebrows scrunched together tightly. H e shifted his gaze slowly toward the sign on the bathroom door, which clearly said: Men's.

The man snickered. In a frivolous tone, he joked, "I don’t mind seeing yours."

He approached Anna, walking with much elegance. His dark silhouette loomed over her petite body. Her heart abruptly skipped a beat. Subconsciously, she stumbled backward.

"Pervert!" Anna yelled, stubbornly keeping her head high.

The man's expression darkened. A slight hint of displeasure appeared in his ink-black eyes.

He was Liam Ackman, the CEO of Ackman Skyhigh Group! How dare this tiny woman call him a pervert when she was the one that entered the wrong bathroom!

Liam looked her up and down. Half of her dainty face was hidden behind her glasses. Her smooth, long hair rested on her shoulders. She had a loose white shirt and a pair of jeans on, matched with

a pair of white flats

A look of contempt appeared on the man’s face.

"Tch, boring! How dull!"

Boring...

A raging flame was instantly ignited in Anna’s heart.

Did every man on earth think she was boring? Would she always be the one given the cold shoulder?

Anna held her head up high. She pulled off her glasses, revealing her glistening tear-filled eyes.

Intoxicated, her beautiful eyes drooped slightly. With hazy eyes, she stared at him unblinkingly, as if trying t o capture his heart and soul.

Nonetheless, an obvious look of sorrow resonated in her eyes. His heart could not help but ached for her.

Liam wondered what had happened to this little lady. I n her beautiful eyes, he could see her grief, her helplessness, her feeling of loss and even the hint of rage that came after her despair...

However, what surprised him even more was that the woman was slowly unbuttoning her shirt!

Her beguiling collarbone could send any man into a trance...

She gathered the edges of her baggy shirt and tied a knot above her waist, revealing her sexy thin waist.

Liam felt his muscles tightening. He swallowed hard.

This petite woman had piqued his interest so effortlessly!