Young Master Vance Has An Enchanting Wife!-Chapter 140: You Can’t Afford the Price of Teasing Me

"Your husband acts tough, so you’re acting tough too, huh? Uncomfortable, huh? How about I make your whole body uncomfortable today, do you believe me?"

Maybe it was because May Morgan kept hiding in her room, refusing to see him, that had provoked Victor Grant. In a fit of anger, he kicked the door open.

May shot him a look of disgust, slowly sat up from the bed, and sternly questioned him: "Victor Grant, what are you doing breaking into Zenith Villa in the middle of the night? Do you believe I’ll call the police right now and report your illegal intrusion?"

"Go ahead and try!" Victor Grant folded his arms and sneered, turning the threat back on May.

May rolled her eyes at him, genuinely reached for her phone on the bedside to dial 110, but before she could even press the number, Victor snatched it away and tossed it far.

"Victor Grant, what are you doing?" May was so infuriated by his rudeness that she immediately stood up from the bed and shouted angrily.

May’s height was just over 1.6 meters, while Victor stood at a towering 1.9 meters. The height difference made Victor especially imposing as he stood in front of May.

But even though May was much shorter, her presence was not lacking in the slightest—in fact, it felt even more arrogant than his.

Victor had truly never encountered a woman who could stand up to him like this, and he immediately felt mischievous.

"This chick is so spicy, huh? No wonder Vincent is so infatuated with you!" Victor quipped with a playful smile, unable to resist reaching out to pinch May’s cheek in jest.

May quickly slapped away his approaching hand, pointed at his face, and told him to get out: "Victor Grant, this is your last warning, get out!"

"Damn, you don’t know what’s good for you!" Victor always had a bad temper and was usually known for his roughness with women. So May’s few impolite words instantly enraged him, causing him to push the woman onto the big bed behind her without restraint.

"Coming to see you is me showing you respect, damn it, Vincent’s woman always looks enticing!" After pushing May down, Victor’s sturdy frame fell onto her without hesitation, pressing her down.

The maid, Aunt Miller, was so frightened her face went pale, yet she didn’t dare approach to pull Victor off, because the whole downstairs was filled with Victor’s men, and the bodyguards of Zenith Villa were already under his control. If she, a mere maid, intervened, wouldn’t that be courting death?

"Mr. Grant, Mr. Grant, please don’t harm our young mistress!" Despite her fear, Aunt Miller, showing some conscience, didn’t leave right away, but pleaded bitterly from the side.

Victor shot a cold glare at the meddlesome maid and harshly shouted: "Get out, or I’ll blow your brains out!"

Aunt Miller, knowing Victor was a ruthless man, turned pale and quickly retreated.

Now, only May and Victor were left in the room. Victor smiled smugly, reached out, and pinched May’s delicate cheek, looking her over: "I must say, the more I look at this face, the more it tugs at my heartstrings!"

"Is that so? I wonder if it’ll hurt when a bullet goes through your head?"

The moment May finished speaking, the silver petite pistol in her hand was already pointed unceremoniously at Victor’s temple.

Victor froze for a moment, glancing at the gun in her hand, and strangely laughed: "Do you even know how to use a gun?"

May hadn’t used a gun before, but she knew pulling the trigger would fire a bullet, so Victor’s question was nonsense. How could any adult not know how to use a gun?

"Are you doubting my ability? Should I fire a shot to show you?" May glared at Victor with icy eyes, pressing the gun against his head while threatening him sternly: "If you don’t want to die, get off me now!"

"What if I don’t get off?" Victor laughed slyly, refusing to budge.

May had never seen such a shameless man, and she was so angry that her face turned pale. She gritted her teeth and threatened him one last time: "I’ll count to three, and if you’re not off me by then, I’ll really kill you!"

"Let me help you count then, one, two..."

As he counted to two, Victor deliberately fixed his gaze on May’s eyes with a playful look, seemingly trying to pressure her. When he yelled "three," May was startled and, reflexively pulled the trigger.

However, after pulling the trigger, the bullet did not fire. May was stunned for a moment, then quickly held the gun and pulled the trigger several more times, but the bullet still did not discharge.

Victor burst into triumphant laughter, suddenly reached out, and snatched the gun from her hand.

"I thought you had used a gun before, turns out you haven’t." Victor grabbed the gun from May’s hand, then slowly disengaged the safety, smiling with arrogance: "Look carefully, this is how you kill someone."

May was so enraged by Victor that her face turned ashen, speechless for a moment.

Jacob Jennings left in a hurry and just handed her the gun for self-defense, but he didn’t tell her that the safety had to be disengaged to fire bullets! Now she was tricked!

Victor, with the chambered gun, slowly aimed at May’s chest, deliberately threatening her: "Now it’s my turn to count. When I count to three, you’ll strip until I’m satisfied. If not, I’ll blow your head off."

May glared at Victor coldly and cursed him: "Shameless!"

"Yeah? In the eyes of you and Vincent, I’ve never been a good person. If I knew it would end up like this, I should’ve just sat back and watched you and your husband get shot to death that night, right?"

Victor, although somewhat roguish, was still someone who made clear distinctions between love and hate. It irritated him how Vincent repaid his kindness with vengeance that night, and it also angered him how coldly this chick, May, treated him, hence why he brought a whole group to mess with her.

May took a deep breath, trying to maintain a steady tone as she spoke to him: "You saved me and my husband; I thank you for that. But you shouldn’t have broken into my Zenith Villa in the middle of the night and threatened me like this—it’s shameless and thuggish."

"What if I am a thug? Didn’t you want to thank me? Then thank me with your body!"

Victor’s repeated lewd remarks completely infuriated May, but she knew that since he now had a gun, she couldn’t go head-to-head with him and had to outsmart him.

"What do you really want me to do?" May feigned helplessness as she glared at Victor.

During their struggle, May’s nightgown had been ripped open, revealing a large area of her seductive white skin, tempting those watching.