a whirlpool, succumbing to everything the man offered.The touch of their lips, the space between them a battlefield where his dominant, possessive scent battled her sweetness.When Fu Mo-han let go of...r, she was indeed a little flustered.If Fu Mo hadn't intervened, she wouldn't only be unable to clear her name of plagiarism, but could even be used by people who knew she was the daughter-in-law of t...