How the Ice King Became my Doting Billionaire Husband

Before Morwenna could utter a single word, Stuart leaned in and kissed her fiercely.

Their breaths mingled in the air.

Stuart wrapped his arms tightly around Morwenna's waist, cupping the back of her head. Her lips were as soft and sweet as he had imagined.

The mere thought of someone else having held or kissed Morwenna ignited a fierce jealousy in Stuart, making the kiss even more intense. Sᴇaʀch Thᴇ FindNøvᴇl.nᴇt website on Gøøglᴇ to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.

But Morwenna didn't resist.

Her hands, which had been clutching her shawl, relaxed and wrapped around Stuart's neck, gently leaning into him as the shawl slipped off.

The scene was like something out of a movie: the beautiful, aloof girl and the wealthy young man sharing a passionate kiss.

Feeling Morwenna's dependence and closeness, the ferocity inside Stuart began to subside.

let her go. She leaned against him, her face

like this stirred something in Stuart, a feeling

woman in his youth, Stuart had developed a deep-seated disdain for women, devoid of any desire. But Morwenna, in his eyes,

a husky voice, "Don't let any

at him, her eyes bright, "Are you

paused, then

me. It was just for a scene, you know? They find the right angle so it looks like we're close,

washed over him. Holding Morwenna closer, he asked in

her head, her fists playfully raised, "I'm tough, tougher than a

call me if you need anything,

be a bit

as you have principles, Wenna. You wouldn't bully someone without reason,