Chapter 92 (1/2)

“I didn’t mean to scare you like that.”

Aiden’s rough hands swept her chin lightly. It was a friendly act that wiped away sweat, but the eyes were not like that at all. His wall, which had always been indifferent, was filled with intense emotions like lava.

It also seemed to be a very negative emotion.

Vivian was the one who needed to be hurt right now, and she couldn’t understand why he had that face.

It was unfair. She was so scared that she couldn’t speak out. She seemed to be putting her head in the lion’s mouth, defenseless.

“This, man, is not perfect at all…”

Vivian woke up in a cold sweat, feeling the threat of her naked life. But while her body was reeling from the fluffy matrix, Aiden snatched her from the waist in no time.

“Let me go!”

“Why do you refuse? A sex partner can do more than what we did before.”

They’re not even lovers.

He sat her down on his thighs, defying her. He clasped her struggling hand tightly and kissed her palm in a slow motion.

The lips between the fingers were smiling fishily. The red lips, the red tongue brushing through the lips, pulled up the memory of the day when it struggled until it collapsed exhausted from pleasure. She suddenly became thirsty and gulped her throat.

Aiden said, bending his eyes round, “It’s to complete the perfect novel we want, Perdi.”

As if the words were a sign, he pulled Vivian close and hugged her. The nose touched each other in an instant. His eyes were burning like blue flames, visible from up close. On her buttocks, his completely tight erection rubbed off. It was as hot as a fire.

Vivian took a breath out of surprise and Aiden even swallowed it. Without her breath, she felt as if she was suffocating to death.

The tongue, which came in by surprise, quickly swept through the roof of the mouth and hit near the throat. The saliva filled her mouth and he siphoned her tongue deeply.

Vivian moaned softly to the tip of her nose. Aiden devoured the saliva, trying to eat up to her soul. Persistent—she leaned back every time he rushed in combat.

She didn’t know if this was a kiss or a mark of animal territory.

Desperate? No, it was more like possession.

Dense, dark, and persistent emotions were flowing down his body so that Vivian could feel them. She could feel it very clearly in his eyes, in his face, in his actions.