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 and husky, exuding an indescribable

chin and looked down

he’d behave, Wilson couldn’t help but clench his jaw.

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His warm breath sprayed onto her earlobes, further

her time to process, V foggy

been too

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

his button had been loosened due to their

on his collarbone, coupled with his handsome face, added an extra layer of

“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,

His deep eyes were now tinted

then rolled over and

“Damn it.”

heat at his crotch.

strides.