Chapter 381
"Get off me."
Michael felt nothing but disgust as Bianca clung to him like a leech. He was repulsed from the inside out.
Bianca was beyond crazy; calling her a lunatic would be a compliment.
As he felt his dignity slipping away, Michael gritted his teeth, trying to buy time.
"What do you want?"
Bianca laughed, her fingers teasingly playing with his belt. "Isn't it obvious, Michael? I want you."
Michael was at a loss for words. He didn't even want to waste his breath cursing her. He just needed to know one thing.
"What do you even like about me?"
He had never had any feelings for Bianca. He couldn't understand when she became so obsessed with him.
If there was a reason, he could explain it.
No matter what, he didn't want to have sex with Bianca in this powerless situation.
Maybe his question piqued Bianca's interest. She raised an eyebrow and paused.
Why was she so obsessed with Michael? Was it his looks, or his family background?
But those weren't the main reasons.
Why was she so fixated on him?
Suddenly, a glint of realization flashed in Bianca's eyes.
Of course, it was because of Isabella.
Ever since she joined the Taylor family, she had been compared to Isabella.
Whatever Isabella had, Bianca had to have. No matter what it was, if Isabella had it, Bianca had to have it too.
And Michael was the person Isabella cared about the most.
If she could get him, she could easily crush Isabella.
But she wasn't going to tell Michael that.
"Michael, liking someone doesn't need a reason. You're so amazing; it's only natural I fell for you."
"Let's not waste any more time, okay?"
Bianca leaned in, lowering her head to kiss Michael.
"Wait!"
Michael's cold voice cut through the air. "If you want to do this, shouldn't you untie me first?"
Bianca's eyes flickered, and she laughed softly. "Michael, don't think I don't know what you're planning. If I untie you, you'll just turn around and tie me up, right?"
Michael's eyes darkened, but his face remained calm. "I just think it's inconvenient. Do you really want to do this with me tied up?"
Whether Michael was sincere or not, Bianca wasn't going to untie him.
"It doesn't matter. You're too cunning. If I untie you, what if you run away?"
"But having you tied up isn't necessarily a bad thing. Don't you think it adds a bit of excitement, Michael?"
Bianca looked at Michael seductively, her hands moving to unbuckle his belt.
As she focused on undressing him, the doorbell rang, interrupting them.
"Who is it?"
Bianca was furious. Being interrupted twice was enough to make anyone angry.
"Delivery. Open the door."
Delivery?
Bianca frowned. She hadn't ordered anything, and she had told the bodyguards not to disturb her.
Where did this delivery come from?
She got up and looked through the peephole. There was indeed a delivery guy outside.
She adjusted her clothes and opened the door a crack. "I didn't order anything. You must have the wrong address."
The delivery guy checked the address and confirmed it was correct. "This is the right place. Do you want it or not?"
He showed her the contents of the bag. If she didn't take it, he was ready to leave.
"What is it?"
Bianca glanced at the receipt and saw a glaring word.
"Virility Soup!"
This was something to boost a man's sexual performance.
The delivery guy nodded, looking curiously inside. "Yes, it's all great for boosting men's performance."
Especially since the person who opened the door was a woman, the delivery guy was curious about the man who needed this.
Michael, sitting behind the door, heard everything.
He didn't care about the delivery.
He just wanted to get out of there.
"I didn't order this!"
Bianca frowned and refused. "Michael doesn't need this, and I wouldn't order something so useless."
The delivery guy misunderstood, thinking Bianca was just embarrassed.
"You're just shy. Just take it and tell him it's regular soup. He won't know the difference."
It was about a man's pride, after all.
The delivery guy lowered his voice, but Michael heard everything clearly.
He was grateful for the interruption. If not for the delivery guy, Bianca might have already had her way with him.
Outside, Bianca was at her wit's end.
"Are you done? I said I didn't order anything. Do you not understand?"
She was so close to having Michael, and now this interruption. She was furious.
And what would Michael think if he heard this?
The delivery guy was confused. "Aren't you Ms. Taylor? The address and room number are correct. I couldn't have made a mistake."
Bianca's face darkened. She stormed out and banged on the door across the hall. "Isabella, get out here! It was you, wasn't it?"
"You knew what I was doing with Michael and sent this to interrupt us. What are you trying to do?"
"If you have the guts, come out and face me. Stop hiding!"
Inside, Isabella stood behind her door, having heard everything.
From the moment the delivery guy started talking about the soup, she had been laughing so hard she could barely stand.