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.

muffled groan. His voice was low and husky, exuding an indescribable

his groan, Yvette raised her chin and looked down at him

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

around her waist. In the next moment, their positions

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 novels early and in

leaned down toward her. His warm breath sprayed onto her earlobes, further

giving her time to process,

too lenient with

a deep, intense gaze. As he firmly grasped her, he

hazy gaze fell on his collar, where his button had been loosened due to their struggle. His delicate collarbones

with his handsome face, added an

“Where are you looking?”

Yvette murmured while shifting her body slightly. But as soon as she moved, a pair of large hands

eyes were now tinted with

rolled over and fell asleep, looking very

“Damn it.”

his crotch. After tucking her in, he strode into the bathroom with

strides.