Chapter 159 Losing Control

Chapter 159 Losing Control

There was nothing left to the imagination.

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That breathtaking red entwined with searing white–it was like crimson plum blossoms blooming wildly in winter, only for a heavy snow to fall, weighing the branches down.

The scent of her skin lingered in the air. Her beauty was blinding.

“Lily, stay away from me!”

James didn’t want to kiss her. Once he snapped out of the daze, he turned his face sharply to the side,

avoiding her lips.

That was when he noticed it–her skin was burning up unnaturally.

It was clear those bastards had drugged her.

He assumed that if he gave her a sharp warning, she would back off. After all, she’d always been someone who knew her place.

But to his surprise, she cupped his face with both hands, stubborn and completely unrelenting.

“I just want to kiss you… I feel really awful right now, just let me kiss you…”

Lily’s brain had already turned to molten lava. She didn’t understand how out of line she was being.

All she knew was—the face before her looked so damn handsome. And when she kissed him, when she held him close, the burning pain in her body eased a little. His lips were just too beautiful. She couldn’t help it.

She didn’t want to suppress herself. She didn’t want to suffer in silence.

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She cradled his face like something precious, something sacred.

fragrant lips pressed down

Lily.

tried to

name in warning, she

wandered over him. His mind

of one thing: he didn’t

the world he

want to

was out of her mind right now, and he wasn’t. He

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Chapter 159 Losing Control

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could lift her with one arm. But now, with each passing second, each kiss

never been like this

had thrown themselves at him. He’d only

now, all he wanted was to flip

No.

already confessed to Leila. They were meeting

this… how

was consumed

himself upright, he pulled her off of him and said coldly, “Lily, stay away from me. Don’t kiss me. Don’t touch

stood and tried to head for the front

didn’t feel his rejection

open, her snow–white

against his like hot wax–soft,

one

her lips were back on

upward… then down

even bit lightly, like a newborn lion cub trying

aim. No technique.

yet his heart was racing out of

burning through the rational mind he’d always been proud of. His restraint crumbled like dry leaves in

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