Chapter 803
Chapter 806:
But then he chuckled. “What? Do you feel I’m being overly harsh?”
Without another word, Candice turned off the engine and vented, “I’m exhausted! I need a break!”
“Alright. You can take a break.” No sooner had he said that than Milton unclipped his seat belt, leaned toward her, and playfully suggested, “Since it’s a break, shall we engage in something else?”
Candice shot him a wide-eyed look.
Before she could respond, Milton gently cradled the back of her head, held her slender neck, drew her close, and planted a passionate kiss on her lips.
“No, please,” Candice protested, but Milton paid no heed.
His kiss carried an intensity that suggested he had been restraining himself for a long time, finally giving in to his desires. He couldn’t resist wanting more.
Candice struggled to keep pace; all she could do was passively endure.
Her thoughts were in disarray.
What else did he want to do?
It was certainly not something good.
A sudden recollection of their encounter in the garage flashed through Candice’s mind.
Realizing the danger, she recoiled in horror. If she had known earlier, she wouldn’t have said she needed a break.
“It’s fine. No one will come here,” Milton insisted, continuing to kiss her with no intention of letting her go. He unfastened her seatbelt, removed her coat, and positioned her on his lap.
Candice desperately shook her head, but her fragile body couldn’t withstand his coercion. Milton had her firmly in his grasp. The forceful kiss left her completely weak, as if her body had short-circuited.
𝔽𝗂𝗋𝖲𝗍 𝖘𝗍𝗈𝗋𝗒 𝗋𝖾𝗅𝖾𝖺𝗌𝖾 at ⳑ𝖆Ⱡ𝗇𝗈ν𝖊𝗅𝘀․ⅽ𝗈𝗆
In truth, Milton had yearned for this moment for a long time. Seeing Candice’s angered expression only fueled his desire to tame her.
Now, her crimson lips were shamelessly claimed and ravaged by him. Her inability to resist and eventual submission to his kiss left him gratified, feeding his sense of superiority.
As the intensity of their kiss heightened, Milton activated the central lock and reclined the seat.
The second Candice lay down, she fought back, pushing Milton away. Though her voice came out hoarse, she pleaded in a hushed tone, “Please don’t. I want… I want to take a break.”
Pitiful tears welled up in Candice’s eyes.
Never before had she displayed such a pleading expression. Her lips, swollen and reddened from the onslaught, trembled faintly.
Milton frowned, his breath coming too fast, seemingly beyond his control. He made a valiant effort to rein himself in to hear what Candice had to say.
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