When Nina Sinclair’s body was weak and soft, Julian Lancaster picked her up and walked towards the room.
Then she was placed on the bed.
Gentle kisses fell near her ear and on her cheek, caressing indistinctly, as if filled with endless lingering affection.
The light in the room was quite bright, and at this mont Nina clearly saw the person in front of her; indeed, it was Julian Lancaster, no mistake.
She curved her lips into a smile, reached out to touch his face, and asked, "Why are you here? Hiding in my apartnt, you gave a scare. I thought a burglar had broken in since I haven’t been ho for a while."
Julian raised an eyebrow slightly, "A burglar who steals hearts?"
His gaze fell on Nina’s face, filled with an intent to devour her whole, then slowly moved downwards.
Hearing Julian’s playful na for her, Nina couldn’t help but blush.
What nonsense is he spouting!
Julian propped his head up, his deep gaze landing on her, asking nonchalantly, "Where did you go today?"
Although he had played ’private detective’ with Sharon Lancaster today, Julian still wanted to hear what Nina had to say, whether she would hide the fact that she dined with Joel Thatcher or not.
"Um... I went to et a forr colleague today, then visited my mother in the hospital..."
Nina shared what happened earlier but left out the crucial part.
Julian’s brows furrowed involuntarily, his fingers pressed against Nina’s rosy lips, applying more pressure as a small punishnt for not telling the truth, "What else? You haven’t finished."
Nina showed a puzzled expression, "I, I finished."
Why is he suddenly asking like that, as if she did sothing wrong? She just went to have a al with Joel Thatcher, having done nothing shaful. He knows Joel, so why ask her this way?
Thinking of this, Nina suddenly considered a possibility.
Could Julian actually know she went to dinner with Joel Thatcher, and is now jealous?
Under the moonlight, seeing Julian’s expression really hinted at that possibility, Nina’s eyes sparkled mischievously as she decided to test him.
Hearing Nina still not tell the truth, Julian felt a wave of suffocating frustration in his heart.
Originally, he didn’t consider Nina dining with Joel Thatcher a big deal, but now that she was choosing to hide it, it made him very unhappy.
It seed like Nina wasn’t opening her heart to him.
Julian’s eyes darkened; he grabbed Nina’s slender wrist, pinning her hand above her head, and continued to punish her.
Countless kisses rained down like raindrops, making it difficult for Nina to withstand.
Soft moans escaped her lips, making her feel like she wasn’t herself anymore, engulfed in embarrassnt and shyness.
"Julian Lancaster, let go first." She couldn’t help but start to twist and struggle.
Unfortunately, her struggles were futile; she had already angered the man, and now it was too late to negotiate.
The first ti they were together, Nina was under the influence of drugs; she felt nothing then. The second ti was under unusual physical circumstances. Now, being with him while so clear-headed was a first.
Nina felt a mix of fear yet couldn’t resist wanting more.
In the end, she was thoroughly ravished by Julian Lancaster amidst her chaotic, wandering thoughts.
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