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

groan, Yvette raised her chin and looked down

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

tightened around her waist. In the next

not fully aware of the

leaned down toward her. His warm breath

giving her time to

too lenient

eyes held a deep, intense gaze. As

button had been loosened due to their struggle. His

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

“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

His deep eyes were now tinted with desire.

whimper, then rolled over and fell

“Damn it.”

surging heat at his crotch.

strides.