In a state of urgency, Josie swiftly turned her face, ready to unleash a tirade. However, Dexter had already anticipated her move and promptly turned his cheek. As a result, her soft lips landed on his cheek. Josie froze. She immediately burned up.

By the time she reacted, she instinctively tried to retreat. However, Dexter, quick as lightning, had already raised his hand to gently cradle the back of her head. This time, without any mistake, he planted a kiss on her lips.

They were intertwined with each other.

Josie's heartbeat came to a halt. Her eyes widened in shock, and for a moment, she even forgot to struggle.

Perhaps her will to struggle wasn't that strong at all.

Dexter could feel it. He hadn't used much strength, but in the midst of their constant shifting and turning, his breathing gradually deepened. His large hand came to rest on her waist.

Josie finally came to her senses. "Dexter..."

Her voice was soft and low, reminiscent of a quiet kitten.

He gripped her tighter, allowing her to feel him. "Jo..."

go of me. Our

of his eye, he noticed she was sound asleep. Without a second thought, he scooped Josie up by the waist and left the

the way, he even instructed his secretary, "Take

nestle in the man's arms, hiding her face. This man, as always,

Josie was tossed onto the sofa. She found her freedom

Josie cried

attention to their daughter, not to

brute." Dexter didn't argue. His chest was ablaze with a fiery emotion. His voice was

through Josie's ears. The familiar feeling of breathlessness returned,

wincing in pain, tilted her head back, much like a

that I gave you?" Josie

paused in his actions, sparing a bit of energy to unclasp the string of rosary beads from his wrist,

the night you

snapped back

on, Mr. Peeple considered piecing them back together, but I stopped him." He gathered her hair strands, murmuring, "I

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