Chapter 270 The Emersons Rule the Hoover City

Summer was a kind of resistant to Leonardo now, so she didn't put her arms around his neck.

Leonardo seemed to be in a good mood and didn't care about her attitude. Instead, he said mockingly,
"Summer, you burned down my villa and leave me just to live in such a damn place?"

The hotel Summer chose didn't need to be registered to stay. So the condition wasn't good.

The customers here were a mix of people from different backgrounds.

Summer pursed her lips and remained silent.

Since she was caught by Leonardo now, she admitted defeat and had nothing to say.

When they went downstairs, she found that the lobby was quiet and empty. Perhaps the boss and other
customers were all frightened by Leonardo.

Leonardo had brought quite a few people here. All his bodyguards were in suits and looked fierce. It
was reasonable that ordinary people would be frightened.

Leonardo's car was parked right in front of the hotel. After a bodyguard stepped forward and opened
the car door, Leonardo got into the car with Summer in his arms.

As Summer was put on the seat, she moved to the window.

But soon Leonardo grabbed her wrist and pulled her towards him.

Summer wasn't as strong as Leonardo, so she only passively moved towards him.

Leonardo held her by the waist and put his other hand on the back of Summer's head. Then he leaned
down and kissed Summer.



This kiss wasn't good or tender.

Leonardo was so tyrannical and rude.

He held the back of Summer's head and bit her lips, breathing heavily.

It wasn't until Summer's lips hurt that Leonardo finally stopped.

Then Summer found that she couldn't feel her lips.

She had no strength to push Leonardo away and only asked coldly, "Are we going back to the Hoover
City now?"

"What? Do you want to play cat and mouse again?" Leonardo didn't let go of Summer but held her
tightly in his arms, seeming to be worried that Summer would run away again.

"It's too late. I'm very tired, so I don't want to go back at night," Summer said and yawned.

It was just an excuse. In fact, she still didn't want to give up escaping.

She didn't want to go back with Leonardo.

She could imagine what kind of life she would have once she came back.

Their relationship would not change, as Leonardo would still control her life, or even worse.

Summer suddenly remembered the news she had watched on TV during the day. She looked up at
Leonardo and asked, "Did you ask the media to release the news?"

Although she didn't say it clearly, Leonardo still understood what she meant.



He touched Summer's face with a tender but weird expression, "Of course. If it wasn't for my order,
how would they dare to say that Mrs. Emerson died in the fire?"

No matter how arrogant the media were, they wouldn't dare to offend the Emersons.

After all, the Emersons ruled the Hoover City.

Summer just realized that.

Leonardo told the media to spread the news of Summer's death in the fire, so he had a more decent
pretext for controlling her after they came back.

After all, she was already "dead" in outsiders' eyes.

This thought sent shivers down her spine.

Leonardo became serious after noticing Summer's body stiffened. He seemed to have seen thorough
Summer, and kissed her on the forehead, comforting her, "We'll stay in a hotel for tonight and return to
the Hoover City tomorrow."

Summer hated Leonardo's touch.

She was as stiff as a board in Leonardo's arms, but she couldn't resist him and just followed him to the
hotel.

Leonardo was arrogant and domineering. He had already been pissed off with Summer burnt down his
villa, but he didn't lose his temper when he found Summer. Summer felt lucky about that.

So she didn't dare to irritate him now.

Leonardo went to the best hotel in the city.



The facilities were much better than the small hotel that Summer had stayed in before.

Summer sat still on the bed after entering the room.

Leonardo took off his coat and ordered, "Go and take a shower."

Summer was like a robot and just did as Leonardo said.

But then she found that Leonardo followed her into the bathroom.

She frowned, "What are you doing?"

Leonardo put on a faint smile and whispered, "Watch you, of course."

His voice was a little cold.

"Where else can I go now?" Summer laughed with a hint of self-mockery.

Leonardo said seriously, "You even dared to burn down my villa, let alone this hotel."

This remark confused Summer.

She didn't know what Leonardo was thinking.

She dared to burn down his villa just because she thought that Leonardo didn't care about that villa.

But how would she dare to burn down this hotel?

Did Leonardo think that she was fearless and stupid?

Leonardo seemed to be adamant and wouldn't back down, so Summer just took off her clothes and
bathed in front of him.



She sat in the bathtub with her back to Leonardo.

But even so, she could still feel Leonardo was gazing at her. His eyes were so intent, as if they could
burn her at any time.

Summer bit the bullet and finished bathing. Then Leonardo wrapped her up in a towel and carried her
back to the bed.

Suddenly, there was a knock on the door.

Leonardo went to open the door and returned with a handbag in his hand.

He put the bag on the bed and said, "Put on it."

Then he went into the bathroom.

Summer opened it and saw a fluffy pajamas, which seemed to be comfortable.

She was clear about her current situation, and had no way to challenge Leonardo now, so she only
obeyed him.

After showering, Leonardo came out of the bathroom and smiled in satisfaction when he saw Summer
in the pajama, waiting for him on the bed.

He bent down and kissed Summer on her lips, saying gently, "In the future, you should be as good as
you are now. Don't anger me."

Summer just clenched her hands tightly. She didn't show any resistance or give any response.

Her subtle reaction didn't escape Leonardo's eyes. Although his face became cold, he mastered his
temper.



He held Summer in his arms and said, "Sleep."

Summer had been on the run in the past two days. She couldn't sleep or eat because she was worried
Leonardo would catch her. Therefore, she was tired and fell asleep quickly, even though she was with
Leonardo now.

Leonardo looked at her sleeping face with a crazy expression, murmuring, “You can never escape from
me.”


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