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.

let out a muffled groan. His voice was low and husky, exuding an

Yvette raised her chin and looked down at him proudly. “Are you going to

he’d behave, Wilson couldn’t help but clench his jaw. The coldness and restraint in his eyes disappeared, replaced by a touch

around her waist. In the next moment,

drunken eyes, clearly still not fully aware of the situation. Sᴇaʀ*ᴄh

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

time to process, V

too lenient

swallowed noticeably, and his captivating eyes held a deep, intense gaze. As

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

coupled with his

“Where are you looking?”

don’t feel good…” Yvette murmured while shifting her body

deep eyes were now tinted with desire.

whimper, then rolled over and

“Damn it.”

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

strides.