The Ceo’s Convict Wife by Jennifer Mike

Chapter 82

Rosalie’s body stiffened. Then she thought, “He’s right. Even if I call out for help, who would break in and save me? Rescuing me would mean antagonizing Jonathan. Who would be so foolish to do that!”

When Rosalie was lost in her thoughts, Jonathan’s lips met and parted hers, seeking all the sweetness Rosalie had to offer.

“No! I don’t want to do this!” Rosalie reacted inwardly.

Almost instinctively, Rosalie bit down hard.

The next moment, her mouth was filled with a metallic taste of blood. Rosalie jolted in shock. It was Jonathan’s blood. She knew she had just bitten his tongue and caused it to bleed.

But even so, Jonathan continued the kiss, forcefully making her swallow his blood!

Rosalie lost track of time, and when the kiss finally ended, she felt a tingling sensation on her lips. The taste of blood in her mouth was overwhelming and intense.

“Does it taste good?” Jonathan whispered. His lips curled into a faint smile, and a trace of fresh blood trickled down from the corner of his mouth.

His smile, set against that crimson blood, appeared surprisingly captivating.

As Rosalie opened her mouth, the sensation of blood became even stronger. A mixture of saliva and blood flowed from the corner of her mouth, trailing down her chin.

Jonathan raised his finger and gently wiped away the fresh blood from the corner of her lips. “Speaking of which, it’s the first time a woman has tasted my blood. Rosie, you really have a way of making me break so many precedents.”

“Could you let go of me, please?” Rosalie said stiffly.

“Do you really not want to stay by my side?” Jonathan asked while gently stroking her hair with his fingers.

Jonathan’s touch was gentle, but Rosalie’s body couldn’t help trembling. Rosalie could even feel a chill running down her spine. +

swallowed the saliva in her throat, it

with not being peaceful? Jonathan chuckled and stretched out his finger to tug her clothes out of

patch of her skin on her shoulder was

She shut her eyes tightly and remained utterly

futile, all Rosalie could

was something she had come to understand during

neck, collarbone, and

Just treat him as a Jon instead of Jonathan!” she thought.

mind, but her body seemed unable to restrain itself with her will. The trembling grew more and more intense until a nauseating sensation mixed with the smell of blood

and covered her mouth with

She quickly got out of bed and rushed to

and aside from expelling

trembled incessantly. When Rosalie had vomited so much that she could hardly bring up any stomach acid anymore, she slowly lifted her head and looked toward the bathroom entrance.

tall figure stood just outside the

pitch-black eyes. “Do you despise me to

seem as though she had placed a thousand miles between

needed to go to such lengths for a woman? He was Jonathan. In Strico, any woman

might be interesting, but

go. Jonathan said coldly. In his beautiful eyes, there was an icy frostiness. “But let me make it clear upfront. Even if you regret it in the funire, I won’t want you anymore. I will never give anyone

Jonathan turned around and walked out of

on the sink with both arms as if she had exhausted all

could leave the hospital now?

her fingers through her hair, and then looked

moment Rosalie walked to the hospital’s entrance, a group of people suddenly

She’s the one who killed someone in the accident! Rosalie Leighton!”