"Not being obedient again, you got it wrong. It’s Abbie’s big brother..."
Abraham Redington corrected in a low, hoarse voice, then exerted a little force and bit on her soft, slightly swollen lips.
"Ahh..." Molly Wellington winced from the pain of his bite and sharply inhaled.
Abraham Redington’s large hand, clasped behind her head, seized the chance to deepen the kiss.
No one knew how long passed before Abraham Redington seed to have finally had enough of kissing and biting, before gradually releasing Molly Wellington, who had long been bullied into a daze.
Looking at the girl lying beneath him, almond-shaped eyes brimming with tears, her face stained with them.
Abraham Redington’s pupils darkened fiercely.
He was displeased with her vacant expression but deeply satisfied with Molly Wellington’s helpless and pitiful deanor.
At least this Molly, just like when she was a child, could only be bullied by him alone.
"Tonight, I’ll temporarily let you off... Change clothes and co downstairs with ." Abraham Redington lowered his voice, his large hand gripping her waist as he lifted the girl, delicate like boneless silk.
Molly Wellington originally didn’t plan to pay him any mind.
She was forced to listen to him since Abraham Redington held her ’handle’, but she could also respond with silence.
But hearing Abraham Redington’s words, Molly Wellington couldn’t help but show a bit of surprise: "Downstairs?"
Where was he taking her?
Seeing Molly Wellington’s confusion, Abraham Redington bit beside her ear: "Anniversary banquet, forgot, hmm?"
As he spoke, the man lifted her fair and tender arms and placed them around his neck.
With one hand on her tender rear, the other supporting her soft waist, he directly lifted the girl, soft and powerless, entirely.
Molly Wellington was startled, she... she hadn’t put on clothes yet.
But Abraham Redington didn’t mind, his large hand, long and dry, supporting below her rear firmly and powerfully.
Molly Wellington wanted to get down from Abraham Redington’s embrace, but the man wouldn’t let her, she couldn’t possibly escape.
"The anniversary banquet hasn’t ended yet? We’ve... We’ve delayed for so long; it should be over already."
The girl was finding excuses.
She no longer wanted to attend any anniversary banquet, not just because she lacked the energy or mood.
The most important thing was, the little dress her godmother helped her choose this morning would display all the love bites on her neck and chest, fully exposed.
Moreover, appearing at the banquet with Abraham Redington.
In the past, she might still barely manage to remain calm, but after tonight, she didn’t know if she still had that capability.
In the dim light of the room, Abraham Redington didn’t miss the embarrassnt and fluster on Molly Wellington’s face.
But the more she didn’t want to appear alongside him in front of outsiders, the more the possessive Abraham Redington wouldn’t give her that chance.
"CEO hasn’t appeared yet, how could the banquet dare to end?"
Abraham Redington lifted her face, kissing softly on her trembling lips before carrying the slightly frozen girl over to the sofa.
The man sat down lazily, his two long legs taking up much space.
The girl, fully unclothed, was forced to sit on his lap.
Under the dim wall lamp, her long hair soft and fluffy, face with tears, almond-shaped eyes trembling, all over marked by his affection, lay Molly Wellington.
Abraham Redington was thoroughly satisfied.
"Molly, rember... this version of you belongs to alone." He involuntarily said.
Unfortunately, words like this to Molly Wellington’s ears were another declaration.
Molly Wellington had known for a long ti, Abraham Redington was always rebellious and quirky deep down.
Towards Jordan Lancaster, his brother, he was both admiring and rejecting.
Hearing Abraham Redington say this, Molly Wellington only felt like he was warning her that she no longer belonged to Jordan Lancaster.
And Abraham Redington’s following words precisely confird Molly Wellington’s suspicions.
She heard the man’s deep, magnetic voice: "So, this version of you, I have no interest in sharing with anyone."
The girl’s eyes darkened slightly, thick lashes trembled.
Indeed, he rely regarded her as a toy to seize.
[Next Chapter around 19:30]
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