Love On Ice: Don’t Leave Me, My Charming Liar

Chapter 160: "Oh? And what if I do want to provoke you?" Nyla shot back. Her words were a challenge, her eyes daring him to call her bluff. Ethan's patience snapped. The sound of tearing fabric filled the room as his hands moved with forceful purpose. Nyla didn't flinch, even as the chill of the air hit her skin. Ethan was right. This was the only time she could escape herself. The only time she felt needed. As he claimed her body with unrelenting intensity, she clung to the fleeting illusion of safety-of mattering, if only for a moment.

When her lips brushed against his shoulder, she let out a soft, bitter laugh. "Why do you always have to take me like this whenever we're here for a family dinner, Uncle Ethan? You're such a pervert." Her teasing words barely left her lips before he responded with a rough thrust, drawing a cry from her. And with that, his control unraveled entirely. By the time they emerged, dinner was underway. Nyla took her usual place in the corner, keeping her head down as she quietly ate. It was New Year's Eve, and the atmosphere was unusually festive.

At the head of the table, Roger handed out holiday cards with crisp bills tucked inside for every member of the Brooks family, except Nyla. She didn't want his gift, either. All she wanted was to finish her meal and leave unnoticed. "Nyla." She looked up at the sound of Lukas' voice. Before she could respond, he held out a gift, his smile bright and genuine. "Happy New Year! This is for you." Nyla blinked, startled by the gesture. The gift looked expensive. She smiled softly, shaking her head. "Thanks, Lukas, but you don't have to spend so much money.

I've prepared a card for you." Visit galvls.com for updates She reached into her purse, intending to retrieve the card she'd prepared earlier. Her fingers brushed against something unfamiliar, and she paused, pulling it out. It was a holiday card-but not the one she'd prepared. "Something on your mind, Nyla?" Lukas inquired, his eyebrows knitted together in mild bewilderment. Jolted from her thoughts, Nyla offered a reassuring smile before presenting a holiday card to him. "Happy New Year, Lukas," she said, her voice cheerful. A shy grin spread across Lukas' face as he shyly took the present.

"Thanks, Nyla. But really, you should keep my gift. I bought it myself, after all." Nyla shook her head firmly. "How about you keep the gift for now? Give it to me again when you start working; I'll look forward to it." "Deal!" Lukas replied, his smile brightening. After dinner, the younger crowd dispersed to ignite fireworks. Nyla, however, stayed back, contemplating her departure. She pulled the unfamiliar holiday card from her bag, puzzled by its mysterious appearance. She needed no clues to know it came from Ethan-though how he managed to place it there remained a mystery. . . .