When They Beg I Rise (Lemira) novel Chapter 392

Lemira stepped into the elevator, letting out a sigh of relief as she lowered her head.

But as soon as the elevator doors slid shut, they bounced open again.

She saw the long legs of a man stepping in, positioning himself next to her.

It was Orion; Lemira knew it without looking up.

She caught his reflection in the elevator's mirror and felt her cheeks heating up.

This was truly what it felt like for time to drag on.

Finally, when the elevator reached the ground floor, Lemira almost ran out in a panic.

But the man pulled her back, cornering her against the wall of the elevator.

Orion looked down at her, his gaze intense, “Running from what?”

Lemira, startled, turned her head, whispering, “Let me go first.”

“Answer my question first.”

“I'm not running. I was just leaving through the ground floor; I don't have a car.”

Orion’s voice lowered, “But I do.”

“What does your car have to do with me?”

“I can give you a ride.”

Lemira looked up at him, her mind a mess, unsure of how to respond.

Just then, the elevator doors opened, and voices spilled in.

Lemira, desperate to escape the awkward situation, pushed him slightly, worried they’d be seen by people outside.

But Orion remained immovable, his tone calm, “I’ll give you a ride.”

He didn’t leave room for argument.

The elevator was open now, and the voices outside halted.

Lemira, her face flushing, insisted, “Fine, just move.”

Orion finally stepped aside slowly, giving a warning glance to the people outside.

One of them, catching Lemira's eye, asked, “Do you need help?”

Lemira shook her head, “No, thank you,” and bolted out of the elevator.

Orion followed at a slower pace, telling someone beside him, “Ever heard of wooing someone?”

The bystander, with a look of aristocratic disdain, walked away.