Whirlwind Marriage: My Possessive CEO's Undying Pampering Chapter 413: Honey, Go Easy—It Hurts (Part 5)

He suddenly deepened the kiss.

Moreover, taking advantage of her unawareness, a dominating softness slipped into her mouth.

Oh my God, is he a demon?

Knowing him for so long, she never realized he was so dominating, never knew his lips could make soone so addicted...

Moreover.

She and him.

Had never kissed like this before... This was the first ti he let her slip inside his mouth...

Even in China, their first ti, he didn’t kiss her like this, oh God, her little face suddenly flushed red.

"Alexander..." She wanted to say sothing, wanted to ask if he was hurt, but he didn’t give her the chance, swallowing all the unsaid words.

The temperature inside was a bit high.

Inside, the air was slightly ambiguous.

Adjutant Lee drove the car, feeling a chill down his back, having no idea what Admiral and Miss Carla were doing in the back...

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Carla’s body turned limp from his kiss.

She hung softly onto him.

He was extrely domineering, rolling over, pressing her beneath him, then kissed her forehead, his thin lips close to her ear: "Wife, don’t be nervous."

As soon as he finished speaking.

His big hand tore off her clothes.

Then he checked her body, finding no bloodstains, good, her period hadn’t co, does that an, huh?

He didn’t need to hold back, huh?

He smirked wickedly, pressing her down again: "Wife. Be good, be my woman."

After he finished speaking.

He no longer gave her any chance to resist, just like that, passionately, fiercely taking her.

...

She was entirely bewildered.

Oh my God.

This man!

He wasn’t gay at all! Not at all!

This was not a gay! Those rumors before, who spread them! She really wanted to hit soone!

Whimper.

Her body soft, could only whimper, clinging tightly to the man above her...

His handso face close, occasionally leaning down to kiss her.

...

Driver’s seat.

Adjutant Lee felt the seat trembling.

Was this an "earthquake"?

Or an illusion?

No, no, no, this was in the car, should be a "carquake," right? Yes? Just a "carquake," right?

But Admiral Alexander was so severely injured, was this really okay?

No, he must be hallucinating, right? The admiral was seriously injured, how could he possibly be with Miss Carla...

So.

The adjutant paused, hmm, must be overthinking, it’s not like that, but just as he tried to dismiss the thought, the seat’s shaking intensified...

Not a hint of stopping!

Adjutant Lee wiped sweat, then gripped the steering wheel to drive... hmm, the admiral is probably in love?

Just the kind.

The kind of love Harry North talked about, the kind of love Harry North talked about, that: in love, in love, and then did a lot of things!

So the admiral is in love, he’s making things happen.

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Car backseat.

The air temperature was noticeably higher than outside.

Moreover, the whole space was filled with a romantic, a dense atmosphere of love~passion...

Carla was soft, lying in his arms asleep, her face full of satisfaction.

She tightly clung to him, not willing to let go.

Alexander Kingsley smirked, looking at the woman in his arms, must be a punishnt from heaven, right?

"Wife, you’re truly lethal."