"Wow..." Benjamin Turner was taken aback, not expecting someone to dare talk back to him. He had seen Crossley a few times; she had a pretty face, was tall, and had a very alluring figure. He had long been interested in her, and today, discovering her fiery temper, he laughed instead of getting angry. "I like it! Come on, come on, I like your feisty personality!"
Saying this, he went over to grab Crossley. Crossley hadn't expected this to happen, and hesitated for a moment. When she came to her senses, she was already in the man's arms.
"Crossley, right?" Benjamin Turner wrapped an arm around her waist, and slightly bent his head down, almost kissing her.
"Master Turner!..." Crossley exclaimed in shock and instinctively tried to push him away, but the man's grip was strong. She couldn't break free at all and watched with wide eyes as he tried to kiss her.
Crossley turned her head to the side, and he kissed her on the neck. She immediately pushed him away with force.
