She had been so intimate with him before, and she knew very well what the flas in his eyes contained...
"You..." Rebecca Quentin stared with clear and anxious eyes, forgetting to struggle, her speech becoming incoherent due to nervous breathing.
Howard Geoffrey clasped Rebecca Quentin’s head, his lips pressing forcefully against hers.
"Mmm..." Rebecca Quentin’s eyes widened even more, montarily dazed.
Taking advantage of her stunned mont, Howard Geoffrey pried open her teeth, invading deeply.
He was like a ravenous beast, unwilling to let go once he caught his prey.
Refusing to allow her any retreat, his hands tightly gripped her, forcing her to cooperate with him...
Relentless in their turns, sucking, and twisting, she was like a helpless little deer, unable to escape his advances...
The domineering and familiar aura that once surrounded her, so many mories of the past with him played like slides in her mind during their heated exchange...
Because of these mories, her body gradually softened...
He suddenly released her, his gaze intense as he glared at her.
Rebecca Quentin’s face, infected by his body’s warmth, turned a beautiful shade of red, her eyes still wide as she stared at him in a daze.
His gaze pierced into her eyes, his magnetic voice suppressed and husky, "Stay with tonight, and I’ll forget about ’QCS’."
The mories abruptly halted when he said those words...
She gazed at him, seeing the intense heat and desire in his fiery eyes, yet despite this warmth, the light emitted felt cold.
This coldness connected with the vulnerable part of her heart, flooding her chest with an inexplicable bitterness...
She glanced at him steadily, suddenly pushing him away and turning around.
However, just as she turned, he swiftly embraced her, carrying her to the bedside and pushing her onto the bed, his strong body firmly pressing against her writhing form.
Rebecca Quentin struggled fiercely, but his weight rendered her immobile, her hands completely pinned down by him...
Avoiding his scorching gaze staring directly at her, she turned her head with clenched teeth, "Let go, Howard!!"
Howard Geoffrey released her desperate hand, gently cradling her face, his deep, dark eyes unwavering as they watched her.
Rebecca Quentin began to hit him madly with all her strength, yet ultimately to no avail.
Howard Geoffrey seed impervious to pain, his gaze always fixed on her.
Finally exhausted, Rebecca Quentin turned her head, a strange sense of grievance causing her eyes to redden slightly.
He reached out to adjust her face, noticing the transparent tears at the corner of her eyes, gently wiping them with his thumb, speaking softly, "Why are you so afraid of ?"
Rebecca Quentin’s eyes were already misty, unable to clearly see his expression.
He lowered his head, placing a gentle kiss on her lips, as if cherishing them, softly asking, "Am I really that bad to you?"
At that mont, tears flowed even more fiercely from Rebecca Quentin’s eyes...
Howard Geoffrey again gently wiped away her tears, saying gently, "Don’t cry..."
Looking at her, his gaze seed to return to the past, so gentle, so indulgent...
Howard Geoffrey suddenly smiled, "Do I look like I’m going to eat you up?"
With tears wiped away, she could finally clearly see his expression, matching his tender words...
At that mont, he rose, releasing her from his hold.
She followed suit, jumping off the bed, saying before leaving, "I’ve done what you asked, I hope you’ll keep your word."
Howard Geoffrey squinted, maintaining a light smile with a hint of mischief, "Really? My request seed to be that you stay with for a night."
Rebecca Quentin was embarrassed and furious, "Howard!!"
"Rest assured, it’s just a simple sleep... if I really wanted to do sothing to you, do you think I would have let you go just now?"
Rebecca Quentin was montarily speechless.
Howard Geoffrey turned and walked towards the bathroom.
Rebecca Quentin was at a loss, "Hey..."
Howard Geoffrey, with his back to her, said, "I’m tired, I want to shower and rest, you can join or wait until I finish, but if you’re thinking of leaving while I bathe, I suggest you dismiss that thought."
When Rebecca Quentin ca out of the bathroom after taking a shower, the lights in the room were already dim.
The room was filled with the pleasant fragrance of their respective showers, inexplicably comforting.
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