Tempting Him to Lose Control

Chapter 38: Chapter 38: Miles Warren, I Beg You

BANG!

With a loud crash, the heavy wooden door was kicked open from the outside.

Inside the room, the two men who were about to commit assault turned their heads in shock.

Miles Warren’s gaze went past the two of them, landing on Claire Kendall, who was curled up on the floor, trembling.

She was huddled in a corner, a tear ripped in her thin qipao.

Her face was unnaturally flushed, and she had bitten her lip until it bled in an effort to stay conscious.

In an instant, all the reason and restraint in Miles Warren’s eyes burned to ash.

"You’re looking to die."

He kicked one of the men square in the chest, sending him to his knees, where he writhed on the ground, wailing in agony.

The other man, scared out of his wits, grabbed an ashtray to swing at him, but Miles Warren caught his wrist and dislocated his arm with a brutal twist.

He was like a frenzied beast.

"Miles Warren..."

Her broken cry was just enough to bring the man back to his senses.

He immediately took off his jacket and wrapped her tightly in it.

The commotion was so loud that people from the banquet hall soon followed.

The scene before them was a complete mess.

A dense crowd of people had gathered at the door to the guest room.

Jacob Sinclair’s eyes immediately found Claire Kendall trembling in Miles Warren’s arms, as well as the two disheveled men on the floor.

Rage surged through him. He wanted to rush forward, teach those two scumbags a lesson, and pull Claire Kendall into his own arms.

’That spot in Miles Warren’s arms was supposed to be mine.’

Yvonne Warren noticed the change in Jacob Sinclair and quickly grabbed his arm, afraid he would do something rash.

"This is the Warren family estate! Get a grip!"

More and more people gathered outside the door, their whispers a low hum.

Bobby pushed his way through the crowd.

"I’m sorry! SOB... It’s all Bobby’s fault..."

Maya Warren quickly pulled him aside. "Bobby, Auntie is fine. Your uncle will make her better."

"Tell Mommy what happened in the back garden."

Through his tears, Bobby explained everything clearly.

Everyone understood. The whole incident, starting from the suggestion to get another layer of clothing, had been a setup.

The people around Maya Warren were far from clean.

Louis Warren’s gaze was sharp. "How audacious! For someone to dare pull such a filthy stunt in my family’s home!"

Victor Warren stepped forward. "Dad, calm down. There must be some misunderstanding."

He lowered his voice, his tone laced with a hint of doubt, like a needle hidden in cotton.

"Perhaps Ms. Kendall had too much to drink and caused a bit of a misunderstanding?"

"Butler, find a doctor to check on Ms. Kendall. We don’t want to frighten the other guests."

Claire Kendall struggled to stay conscious. ’I can’t cause trouble for Miles Warren.’

She managed to lift her hand and touch the man’s wrist, shaking her head.

Her meaning was clear: ’Just let it go.’

She felt wronged, but she couldn’t let this scene drag on at Louis Warren’s birthday banquet.

Victor Warren barked coldly, "Drag these two idiots who don’t know their place out of here and hand them over to the police."

"Alright, little brother, don’t be angry..."

Miles Warren looked up at Victor Warren and said, word by word, "A tidy solution, big brother."

His voice wasn’t loud, but it carried an unprecedented frenzy and obsession.

"Tonight isn’t over. Whoever was behind this, whoever drugged her—I will find out, one by one."

"And if I don’t find them, no one will have an easy time."

Yvonne Warren muttered indignantly under her breath.

"Little Uncle, you can’t say that. Today is Grandpa’s birthday. You can’t threaten your own family for an outsider..."

His gaze was grim. "In the Warren family, it’s not your place to speak."

Yvonne Warren choked, her face flushing red, unable to utter a single word.

He stood up, holding Claire Kendall in his arms.

"Move."

The crowd gathered outside the door immediately parted, clearing a path for Miles Warren.

"Miles, don’t go..." Louis Warren’s tone was anxious.

Louis Warren was furious, not because he had lost face, but because his youngest son was leaving.

Miles Warren had an exceptionally sharp business acumen. If he took over the Warren Group, he could certainly expand the family’s enterprise to new heights. Louis Warren had been hoping for that day and night. But now, it was all ruined.

"Investigate! I want a full investigation! Pull up every second of the surveillance footage! I refuse to believe the culprit could escape the Warren estate!"

Miles Warren placed her in the passenger seat.

By now, Claire Kendall’s face was unnaturally flushed. Her red lips were slightly parted, and her breathing was heavy.

"Claire Kendall, hang in there. I’m taking you home."

’Going to the hospital would just mean getting a sedative, which is too hard on the body. The most urgent thing is to get her into a cold bath to lower her temperature and help her regain her senses.’

The car sped along, arriving at Regency Gardens.

Claire Kendall had no strength left in her body. He had to carry her out of the car and help her into the elevator.

On the fifth floor, the elevator doors opened.

Claire Kendall looked as if she’d been fished out of water. Her damp hair stuck to her flushed cheeks, and the collar of her qipao was completely undone, hanging loosely on her body.

Claire Kendall hooked her arms around the man’s neck, relying on him completely to stay on her feet.

The drug spurred her instincts, and she uncontrollably pressed herself against Miles Warren.

’He feels so cool... so comfortable...’

"Hot... I’m so hot..."

She murmured unconsciously, her scorching breath fanning across Miles Warren’s neck.

It was like a spark landing on dry tinder.

The man’s jaw tightened. He entered the passcode and opened the door to 501.

He placed her on the sofa and immediately went to the bathroom to run a cold bath.

Suddenly, arms wrapped around his waist from behind.

Claire Kendall was hugging him. Miles Warren’s breath hitched. With controlled calm, he moved her hands from his waist.

"Miles Warren, please..." Her voice was tinged with a sob.

He froze for a few seconds, then raised a hand to cup the back of her head, pulling her toward him.

He lowered his head and kissed her.

’Getting entangled like this purely because of a drug was something Miles Warren despised most.’

’How was this any different from an animal? But if this was what she wanted, he was more than willing to become one.’

Primal aggression was more effective than any other solution.

He swallowed her whimpers.

The kiss was long and fierce. Beside them, the cold water in the bathtub had started to overflow. Miles Warren broke the kiss and reached for the faucet. She was gasping, her breath hot and ragged.

"I don’t want a cold bath... I want you..."

Miles Warren couldn’t bear to hear those words any longer.

He scooped Claire Kendall up with one arm and dropped her into the tub.

Terrified, she flailed like a drowning animal. "Help me!"

Miles Warren grabbed her arms to steady her. "I’m here. What are you afraid of?"

As the cold water soaked through her clothes, some of Claire Kendall’s sanity returned, though her breathing was still heavy.

Suddenly, there was a frantic knocking at the door.

BANG! BANG! BANG! The knocks were short and urgent.

"Claire Kendall! Open the door!"

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