Rose with Thorns

Chapter 18

Yvette flipped over and pressed herself onto Wilson. Her slender fingers firmly gripped his tie as she spoke arrogantly, “Tell me. Who’s going to punish whom?”

He was actually pinned down by a young lady. Wilson’s eyes darkened in an instant. His Adam’s apple bobbed as he said hoarsely, “You’re quite wild.”

“Behave!”

Sensing his resistance, Yvette tightened her grip on his tie, as if punishing him for his disobedience. Then, she lowered her head and bit down

hard on his collarbone.

His voice was low

Yvette raised her chin and looked down at

he’d behave, Wilson couldn’t help but clench his jaw. The coldness and restraint in

large hands suddenly tightened around her waist. In

control, now found herself pinned beneath him. She blinked her drunken eyes, clearly still not fully aware of the situation. Sᴇaʀ*ᴄh the FindNʘᴠᴇl.nᴇt website on Gøøglᴇ to access chapters of

down toward her. His warm breath sprayed onto her

giving her time to

I been too lenient

eyes held a deep, intense gaze. As he

gaze fell on his collar, where his button had been loosened

with his handsome face, added an extra layer

“Where are you looking?”

blinked innocently, already feeling drowsy. “So annoying. I don’t feel good…” Yvette murmured while shifting her body slightly. But as soon as she moved, a pair of large hands tightly

were now tinted with

let out a soft whimper, then rolled over

“Damn it.”

throat twitched as he forcibly suppressed the surging heat at his crotch. After tucking her in, he

strides.