While Eva felt like she was on the verge of exploding at any moment, listening to Sophia''s words, she still managed to endure, though rage bubbled fiercely inside her heart, nonetheless.

    ''Have I ever felt the kind of safety and security that I feel in Christian''s presence, with Olivia, my own daughter?''

    ''No! But you wouldn''t understand that, would you?''

    She even had some thoughts opposing what Sophia said, but deciding that her words weren''t worth replying to, she simply said.

    "Sophia, it''s my job to decide what''s right and what''s wrong, do you understand?"

    "Most importantly, you care about the measly efforts I spent on making that cheap car, but my emotions are not important?"

    "Has spending more time with the damned Parker family lately infected you with their stupidity?"

    "N-no, it''s n-..."

    Interrupting her, Eva continued in a louder tone, even forgetting about the assassin woman who could possibly hear them.

    "I don''t need a dog that doesn''t listen to its owner''s orders and tries to act smart on its own, do you understand?"

    "I already warned you once before, and once again, I''m warning you."

    "Don''t act on your own. Don''t test my limit."

    "Don''t even pin your hopes on the fact that I''ve known you since I was a child."

    "There will be no third time, with the consequences of disobeying that, being something you really can''t bear."

    "Do you understand?"

    With a cast-down expression and a whisper-like voice, Sophia said.

    "Y-yes."

    Christian knew himself all too well, and how he lacked that firm will, to resist his sister, adorned in a transparent, short nightgown and G-string panties that left little to the imagination, exposing her milky white skin and delicate pink buds.

    Still, admitting defeat was one thing, but he at least hoped to muster some sort of response.

    So, when his sister arrived in front of him, her cheeks slightly flushed, making her appear all the more alluring, he pushed himself up from his laying position, took her hand, and pulled her toward the bed, positioning her beneath him.

    "Kyaa!"

    Her coquettish scream only stoked the fire within him, burning even more fiercely, and unable to hold back, he finally opened his mouth and with low voice said.

    "Are you seducing me right now?"

    Annabelle, who had been slightly nervous and embarrassed just moments ago, now felt her competitive spirit flare up at his words. Forgetting her earlier hesitation, she replied provocatively, "Isn''t my attire already the answer?"

    Then, with an accusing tone, she added, "Besides, are you really the one to say that? You''re the one who said we''d continue after you came back, only to not mention a thing when you did."

    Looking at those small, pink lips and her mouth, which kept talking without realizing the danger they were inviting, Christian, now feeling like a beast consumed by desire, leaned closer, and in a growling voice, said.

    "Are you sure you can handle the consequences, Sis?"

    "What do you think?"

    Hearing her challenging tone once again, Christian still tried to think rationally, exhaling a long breath before responding.

    "After all the talk about taking things slowly, you show up like this? Really?"

    Feeling like he had hit her in the most painful place, Annabelle embarrassedly defended herself.

    "Well, what can I say, other than that plans are not always made to be followed?"

    With her face red from the embarrassment of the bold moves she was making, and her body now burning with arousal at her brother''s voice and the hot breath hitting her face, Annabelle raised her head. She met his eyes, which seemed to be intent on devouring her, though somewhat still suppressed, and finally extended her hand, caressing his cheek as she playfully taunted him.

    "Actually, why are you holding back now, after throwing me on the bed and jumping at me as if you were going to devour me? Should I make the first move again to help get you in the mood?"