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Chapter 57 Not Out Here

Imogen’s heart fluttered as soft, warm lips pressed against hers.

Troy’s mouth sucked at her lips, leaving them reddened and abused.

His tongue forced its way through her teeth, seeking the sweetness in her mouth.

Imogen’s hands found their way to his shoulders, her fingers caressing the neat stubble on the back of his neck as she eagerly responded to his kiss.

Their breaths mingled together.

Heavy pants filled the enclosed space of the car.

Troy’s breath was hot. His hand couldn’t help but slide down along her curves.

Imogen snapped back to reality and raised her hand to stop him, her voice muffled. “No, not outside.”

Reluctantly, Troy stopped his actions, sucking on Imogen’s lips again before pulling away slowly. A thin, glistening thread of saliva broke between them, falling onto their collars, adding to the intimate atmosphere in the small car.

Troy took a deep breath, quickly started the car, and gripped the steering wheel with his slender fingers.

Halfway through the ride, Imogen looked out the window at the street scene and realized they were not headed to the hospital.

“Aren’t we going back to the hospital?”

Troy turned to Imogen with a faint smile. “We’re going home tonight. We’ll go to the hospital tomorrow morning.”

“Okay.”

The car drove into Galaxy Villa and stopped in the yard.

Troy unbuckled his seatbelt, loosened his collar, and leaned eagerly toward Imogen, holding her lips and licking, nibbling, tongues entwining, saliva mixing, their breaths entwining.

He reached over to unbuckle Imogen’s seatbelt, pulling her onto his lap, one hand against her head while the other ventured beneath her skirt.

“Um… Uh…”

pressing

With closed eyes, Imogen held tightly to his shirt collar, cheeks burning, breath heavy, gasping for

air.

Troy’s scorching kisses trailed from her earlobes down across her neck and collarbones, tearing open her collar.

The heat made her body tremble.

In the midst of their passionate embrace, a knock on the car window startled them. “Mr. Marshall, why aren’t you coming in?”

It was Sue’s voice.

Imogen and Troy snapped back to reality and looked at each other.

Troy responded with a hoarse voice, “I will soon.”

He helped Imogen straighten her clothes, his eyes still blazing. “To the room?”

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“Uh–huh.”

Blushing, Imogen nodded.

both got out

“Mrs. Marshall

“Yes.”

as they entered the living room one after the other. Why had they both emerged from the driver’s

both entered the

against the door, lowering his head to kiss her, his tongue dancing passionately inside her mouth, dominating her

turned crimson, her hands on Troy’s shoulders, her body burning, eyes closed as she responded to

body, quickly removing her clothes and carrying her to the

the bed, he straddled Imogen’s thighs on both knees, swiftly shedding his suit jacket onto the floor, ripping

her earlobe, which turned red from his sucking, gleaming

down her neck, to her collarbone, her

lifted Imogen’s upper body, reached behind her, unhooked her bra, and tossed it to

“Uh… Be gentle…”

her eyes, feeling as if her mind was adrift

trembling, unable to help herself, arching her back, her hands buried in Troy’s

filled with

haphazardly on

of a man’s and a woman’s

Troy

his belt, asking in a low voice, “Unbuckle

“Okay…”

only follow her

a cell phone

Troy away from her.

a hoarse voice, Troy replied, “Don’t worry

phone rang for a while

later, it

up his suit jacket from the floor, took out the phone inside, glanced at the screen, and

intently to the person on the

grew serious. “Alright, I understand. I’ll be

grabbed his coat, and told Imogen, “I

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and propped herself up halfway. “Do

paused while straightening his

Is it about Sarah? Does she need you right

in Imogen’s eyes faded when she saw

“Sarah’s missing.”

for her. What

waiting for him to

situation is unstable. It’s very dangerous for her to be alone. I have

her first. I promise you, once I find

Troy’s determined expression, Imogen felt a

A worrying mess.

call Troy. Imogen could

couldn’t..

eyes, Sarah couldn’t

He wouldn’t come back.

knew in her heart that he wouldn’t

you to go. Please don’t leave,” Imogen said,

“Imogen, don’t be unreasonable.”

you promised Grandpa? Or

something happened to her, he would rush to her side. So, what was the point of his promise to be

husband whom another woman

get along with you. I didn’t make any commitments. And this is a life–or–death situation. Can’t you show some

impatience. He turned around and left with

door slammed shut with

onto the