Hannah clenched her teeth and took a few steps back before replying coldly, “It’s my job to interview you, Mr. Norton. I assure you, it won’t take long.”
Fabian frowned as he stared briefly at the stubborn look on her face before letting out a chuckle. “You sure are cold towards me.”
Hannah felt a sudden pressure on her wrist, and found herself being pulled into his embrace before she knew what was going on.
“Please let go, Mr. Norton!” she exclaimed angrily while putting some distance between them with her elbow.
“And what if I don’t?” he asked with a teasing smile as he shoved her onto the couch and got on top of her.
“What are you doing? Let go of me!” Hannah grumbled softly while struggling with all her might.
Fabian broke into a huge grin as he gently ran his finger over her rosy lips. “You said it yourself that it’s your job to interview me, so I’m doing this for your interview!”
“Please behave yourself, Mr. Norton!” Hannah shouted while glaring at him, her eyes were filled with embarrassment and anger.
“Behave myself? Only an impotent man would behave himself in front of his woman! Besides, I’m sure you know just how ‘potent’ I am…” Fabian said as he gave her breasts a squeeze.
Her face was burning bright red, but her eyes were filled with rage. “F*ck you!”
Hannah attempted to knee him in the crotch, but Fabian was faster and blocked her attack in time.
“Looks like I’ll have to punish you a little…” he whispered with a smirk and slowly moved closer towards her face.
Hannah closed her eyes and looked to the side to avoid his kiss.
“Heh…”
She opened her eyes when she heard his chuckle in her ear, meeting his burning hot gaze just inches away from her.
“What are you expecting, hmm?”
“Let go of me!” Hannah shouted angrily through clenched teeth.
Fabian rested his chin on her shoulder and ran his finger gently across her collarbone. “That attitude of yours won’t work if you’re begging me, you know?”
“You…” Hannah was infuriated, but could only let out a helpless sigh as she asked, “What do I have to do to have you accept this interview?”
“Be a good girl, and I’ll give you what you want. Nobody defies me, Hannah. Not even you.”
Hannah went pale and felt a shiver down her spine when she heard that.
W-What’s Fabian playing at?
“And what if I refuse?” she asked defiantly.
“Then you can forget about this interview,” Fabian said while leaning lazily against the sofa.
An awkward pause ensued as Hannah gripped the edge of the sofa so tightly that her nails almost tore through the leather.
She frowned as both Bob’s warning and Regina’s insults echoed in her head.
Eventually, she took a deep breath and helplessly let go of the sofa as she said, “Fine, but you must promise me that you’ll do the interview after this…”
“Of course.” Fabian agreed to it gleefully without any hesitation.
He ran his hand gently along the side of her face before kissing her passionately all of a sudden.
Hannah tensed up instinctively, but Fabian interlocked his fingers with hers and kissed her on the ear lobe while whispering, “Relax…”
As if enchanted by his words, Hannah found herself loosening up a little. It wasn’t until he moved on to her collarbone that she came back to her senses again.
