Chapter 36: Forced Intimacy

Falcona instinctively wanted to turn and leave, but as soon as she did, she felt a gust of cold wind behind her. The moment the rich aroma of coffee beans lingered in her nostrils, her arm was grabbed, and her whole body irresistibly fell backward into the warm and flexible chest of a man. "Thinking of running away? Hmm?" Ulysses' hot breath brushed against her ear, sending a shiver down her spine. His arm was around her waist, and another reached around from behind, holding her tightly through the fabric of her clothes. She could feel his solid, tense muscles, making it impossible for her to break free. Falcona quickly composed herself. She shouldn't run; she hadn't done anything wrong. "Why are you here?" She didn't believe Ulysses had the ability to track her here. It must be a coincidence. Then she struggled against his arms, demanding, "Let go! Whatever reason you're here for, release me! I have an interview later!" Ulysses made a disdainful sound. "Hmph."