Her Seven Little Bodyguards

Chapter 862

Hanson left a trail of kisses on Vania as though he was kissing a rare treasure and couldn't bear to taste her.

"Darling, how are you going to reward me?" Even in the midst of being passionate, he didn't forget to shoot his shot.

If I hit the brakes right now, I think this guy will lose his mind, she thought.

Then, just when she wanted to offer him something else as a reward, she heard him mumble, "Since it's so difficult to think of an idea, I'll decide it for you."

Then, he started caressing her, and she sniffed scornfully in her heart. Why did he even bother to ask when he had already decided? Is this just formality?

She felt she lacked authority as his wife and decided to devise a way so that her words carried more weight.

"What are you thinking about? Are you distracted?" He focused his attention on Vania, who was in his embrace. Her eyes were flickering with a certain gleam, and he knew right then that her mind was occupied with something else.

Hmph, how can she be distracted when she's in my arms? He thought, feeling that his attractiveness as a man was being challenged.

Hence, he tried even harder to keep Vania's attention solely on him. Given his dominant personality, he couldn't stand his wife thinking about anything else but him.

Meanwhile, she decided to just close her eyes, and the words she wanted to say were stuck in her throat because Hanson's kiss sealed her mouth.

He isn't even giving me a chance to answer his question. What a bully, she complained in her heart, but he abruptly came to a stop.

"Huh?" She opened her eyes in bewilderment and gave him a puzzled look.

Did he suddenly decide to listen to his conscience and release me?

However, he interpreted her confusion differently.

He gave her a winning smile before he licked the edge of his lips. "It seems like you don't want me to stop. I'll have to continue as you want, then," he said and continued to kiss her.

Vania didn't even know where to begin with this man. So this is what they call selective blindness, huh?

"I want…" she mumbled incoherently in an attempt to voice out her thoughts.

"Yeah?" His voice was alluring. "What do you want?" he pressed for answers.

"I want you—"

To stop, she finished in her head but could not finish her sentence because Hanson didn't give her a chance to continue.

As though he had expected it, when she said the word 'you', he put in more strength, causing her to groan, unable to speak.

"Since you want me, I'll definitely satisfy you, darling." Unfortunately, Hanson continued to misinterpret her words on purpose and stopped restraining his desires.