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.

voice was low and husky, exuding

her chin and looked down at him proudly.

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

suddenly tightened around her waist. In the next moment,

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leaned down toward her. His warm breath sprayed onto her

her time to process, V foggy

too lenient with

intense gaze. As he firmly

gaze fell on his collar, where his button had

on his collarbone, coupled with his handsome face, added an

“Where are you looking?”

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

were

whimper, then rolled over and fell asleep,

“Damn it.”

at his crotch.

strides.