115: Publicizing Our Relationship

Suddenly, a suit jacket was draped over her shoulders. Lizzie turned to look at Bruno, who had taken off his own jacket to cover her. What was he playing at? One moment he was cold and sarcastic, and now he was draping his jacket over her.

Her lips moved wordlessly as she saw Bruno’s impassive face. The thank you she wanted to voice remained unspoken, knowing he wouldn’t care, always following his own whims.

The elevator halted, Lizzie glanced at Bruno, who didn’t move. She had to sidestep away from him, but was abruptly pulled back, the jacket falling to the ground.

“What are you doing!” Lizzie’s hand was gripped tight, her back flush against the cold elevator wall.

Bruno’s lips met hers unceremoniously, and Lizzie, caught in his embrace, couldn’t escape.

“Hmm…” Lizzie struggled, turning her face away from his advancing lips. “Are you crazy?” This was an elevator; people could walk in at any moment.

“Aren’t you trying to charm other men? Don’t you have the courage for that?” Bruno pu