Chapter 3 Reunion

Everybody's attention turned to the woman holding the handsome man's hand. People gasped at the attractive couple.

She was tall and had a slender waist. Her luscious bosom was covered in layers of delicate gauze. Her legs were perfect, like the work of God. She had a pure and charming face. Under her shapely eyebrows was a pair of onyx-like eyes. Her skin was as delicate as white jade and her slightly pouty lips made her look like Marilyn Monroe. Her smile was addictive, which could make people forget who they were. Her eyes were as clear and spotless as glass.

When they stood together, it was like viewing a flawless masterpiece created by God.

It was not until Richie spoke that everyone snapped out of their musings but their eyes were still glued to the couple.

"Thank you for taking time out of your busy schedule to attend Susan's eighteenth birthday. Today is also a big day for us. We are going to be engaged..." Suddenly the door flew open and someone yelled, "Wait!"

The man's flaxen hair fluttered in the breeze. His striking features stopped the hearts of all the women present and his regal aura attracted everyone's attention as soon as he entered the hall. His appearance and imposing personality made people feel overwhelmed in his presence.

Compared to Richie, this man was like Satan-handsome and elegant but with an underlying evil persona. Just a glance by him could make people tremble all over. No one dared to look into his deep blue eyes.

"Oh my God! It's Kirk Criss," someone yelled excitedly.

Everyone present knew his name and deeds, but very few had actually met him.

As he sauntered over to Susan, he stared at her intently, unable to take his eyes off her. He walked faster, eager to get close to her.

Slowly holding out his hand to her, he calmly said, "Susan, come here. Let's go home." His voice was soft but it held a distinct tone of authority. Nobody in their right mind could defy his so-called request.

Richie pulled Susan behind him protectively, staring daggers at Kirk, and stretched out his hand. "Mr. Criss, welcome."

Kirk kept his eyes on Susan, completely ignoring Richie. "Susan, come to me," he repeated. This time, too, his tone was flat, belying the anger bubbling inside him.

Susan looked into Kirk's deep blue eyes, trying to figure out why this stranger was behaving this way, but she couldn't read him.

"Who are you? I don't know you and I'm not interested in you. I only want to be with Richie."

"Susan, don't be naughty. You have been playing games with me for ten years. Now it's time for you to come home with me." Kirk clenched his fists so tightly, people heard his knuckles cracking in the quiet hall. His eyes narrowed slightly and his gentle expression turned dark.

His assistant, Aaron, knew that he was trying hard to control his rage. If Kirk lost his temper, the consequences would be unimaginable.

"Miss Susan, please come with us."

Seeing Susan hiding behind Richie, Kirk's gaze turned glacial. A decade of anger and frustration surged within him like a volcano waiting to burst.

Richie's grandfather, Elvis Ye, walked up to him at this point. "Mr. Criss, can we discuss this after the party is over?" he said respectfully.

"Mr. Elvis, I'm just here to take Susan back," said Kirk shortly.

Richie glared at the arrogant man who had the nerve to speak so brazenly about his fiancee in front of him. "Susan is my fiancee and she doesn't know you. Mr. Criss, please leave," he snapped.

"Really? You don't know me?" asked Kirk, fixing an irate glare at Susan. The tone of his voice had completely changed. It was icy and dangerous now compared to the gentle tone he used earlier. He stared hard at Susan, his blue eyes piercing through on her soul. Susan's scalp tingled at the intensity of his look. She was frightened and confused at the same time.

"I really don't know you. You seem to have the wrong person. Richie and I have been engaged since childhood," Susan stated, looking at Kirk pointedly.

"Very well, come to me right now or bear the consequences," he warned. Kirk was on the verge of exploding. He was struggling to maintain his composure at this point.

"Miss Susan, what are you talking about? You and my master grew up together. Come here quickly," Aaron interrupted hastily. He feared his boss's anger and couldn't help worrying about Susan.

"I don't know you. I won't marry anyone except Richie. I want to be with him forever," Susan said resolutely, holding Richie's hand. She gazed at Richie tenderly.

Richie hugged Susan happily and said solemnly, "I only want Susan in my life, and I will never leave her..."

No one knew how it happened but one minute Susan was holding Richie's hand and the next, she was in Kirk's arms. He turned around and stormed out of the hall with her in his arms. Everyone hurriedly moved aside to make way for them.

The first one to react was Richie, who was dumbfounded by the situation. He immediately ran after Kirk.

"Put her down!" he roared.

"You horrible guy! Put me down! Where are you taking me?" Susan shrieked, pounding Kirk's strong chest with her dainty fists.

Kirk raised his hand and knocked Susan out. She fainted instantly.

"Break his legs," Kirk ordered Aaron ruthlessly.

The guests couldn't see clearly what happened; all they heard was two gunshots and saw that Richie slump to the ground. His legs were bleeding profusely.

"Kirk, don't take Susan away from me. Bring her back! She is mine..." Richie cried, dragging himself towards Kirk.

Elvis Ye rushed over to his grandson and held him. "Richie, let them go. Don't chase them anymore," he screamed.

Seeing Susan being carried away, Richie felt as if a knife was being twisted into his heart. "No, no, don't take Susan away. She is mine!" Richie's agonizing cries echoed through the night.

Susan had lived with him for ten years. He wanted to protect her all his life. He couldn't let anyone else take her away. He couldn't!

"Take him down and call the doctor," Elvis Ye ordered calmly as he pacified Richie.

Susan was a good girl and Elvis Ye liked her very much. But it was not the right time to fight for her because they didn't have the strength to compete with the Criss Family. If he had to choose between his grandson and Susan, he would certainly leave Susan behind and protect Richie, who was also the future of the Ye Group.

"Susan, I'm sorry. It's not because I am cruel. I can't do anything right now. Please forgive me," Elvis Ye murmured sadly as he watched them leave.

"Stop! Let her go. She doesn't know you," Yilia said defiantly, blocking Kirk's path.

Lowering his head, Kirk looked at the girl in front of him and asked sarcastically, "Who are you? Do you think you can stop me?"

"I'm Susan's best friend and I know everything about her. I won't allow you to take her away!" Not to be outdone, Yilia raised her head and held his gaze.

Standing behind Kirk, Aaron couldn't help but worry about her safety. The girl seemed fearless but foolish. Didn't she value her life?

"She's so annoying. Make her shut up."

Aaron rushed forward and struck Yilia. She immediately collapsed on the lawn.

Having completed his task, Aaron strode back toward Kirk.

Kirk was still holding an unconscious Susan in his arms. He studied her pretty face, fair skin, and her long eyelashes. She had a straight nose and her small mouth was slightly pouted. It was an attractive combination of an angel and a temptress. He knew Susan was beautiful, but he didn't expect her to grow up to be such stunning.

Just then, a faint fragrance floated up to his nostrils. It was the familiar scent of the girl he fell in love with ten years ago. He had been with countless women, but they usually smelled of makeup, which was something he detested. But Susan was different.

Suddenly, desire pooled low in his abdomen and his whole body started burning up. He didn't expect that just the sight of her would get his blood roaring. He was confident about his willpower as this kind of thing had never happened to him before.

Kirk lowered his head and kissed her on the lips. Her lips were soft and sweet, leaving him wanting more. So he bit them roughly. Nudging her mouth open with his tongue, he deepened the kiss.

She was so gorgeous that he couldn't control his urge and bit her so hard that he drew blood from her mouth. Fueled by the fire in his body, he kissed her more passionately. Kirk didn't let her go until her face turned pale because of the lack of oxygen.

This was his first kiss. He never allowed women to kiss him as he felt they were dirty. Never in his wildest dreams did he imagine that he would not be able to stop kissing Susan.

Finally, he raised his head and his fingers grazed her swollen lips. He looked at her without emotion in his stormy blue eyes.

"Susan, you are such a bitch. You are as shameless as your mother; always seducing men!

You even pretended to not recognize me! Well, you can keep up your act. I will ensure that you will have no choice but to live in hell. You have to pay the price for your mother's shamelessness. I'll take revenge on you for the pain caused by your mother to me. I'll destroy everything you care about!" He slapped her face two times.

Susan groaned disapprovingly in her unconscious state.