"Gilbert Watson, could you be any more shameless?" Claire was furious and humiliated. Judging from his tone, she was certain he had seen everything. Although they had once been intimate, this was different... She clenched her teeth and swung her fist at him in anger.
Gilbert caught her fist effortlessly, and in the next second, wrapped one arm around her slender waist and pressed her against the desk, lifting her chin with his free hand.
"Claire, drop the act. You came to the Watson Manor, got close to Dean, just to get close to me. Don't think I don't know what you're after. I'm giving you a chance, and you're playing innocent?" he sneered, his gaze dark and intense.
God, this bastard! Arrogant, self-absorbed, insufferable!
Did he really think every woman on earth wanted to sleep with him?
Claire laughed in disbelief, then struggled to scratch his face, but he reacted swiftly, grabbing her wrist and pinning both of her arms to her waist with ease.
