Lucrezia thought she might pass out from shock by just staring at this damned devil in front of her.
Even though she had suspected he had ulterior motives from the start, she had never imagined he would sink this low—nor go so far as to pull something like this.
Her body trembled as she felt him press both her wrists together behind her back with just one of his hands, restricting her movement completely to only her legs which were now directly close to his manhood.
"Maverick..." Her voice was raspy and breaking as she imagined all sorts of things that could happen between them in this space, especially in such a deserted street as this where no single soul was trekking the lanes.
"...this is not right please." She shook her head slowly, seeing how he was only getting more amused at seeing her reaction.
