Chapter 1285 Burning Desires

Dalton looked at Wynter’s face and furrowed his brows slightly. He

wasn’t able to discern the nature of her dreams.

He extended his hand, guiding Wynter to open her mouth and press her lips against his neck. Wynter, almost instinctively, seemed to be drawing nourishment from him, as if foraging. Her white teeth grazed and gently sucked his neck.

He allowed her to clutch his collar with both hands. The sensation of

blood gradually flowing away allowed him to hold her waist with one

hand.

On the surface, it seemed like he was maintaining his composure. In reality, his Adam’s apple began to tremble, and his breathing grew heavier.

Wynter seemed utterly oblivious to everything happening around her. Perhaps she would have long woken up if it was anyone else, but Dalton’s very presence was enough to deeply affect her.

glanced at her disheveled robe and then at the person. lying beside her, who seemed very

exceptionally handsome fiancé, Dalton.

the antidote,” Dalton said.

understand Dalton’s words at

frowned. “What

I’m talking

remembered, with a face

in his eyes. His cheeks were an abnormal shade of red.

could it be the kind of antidote

but found herself uncontrollably holding onto him.

puzzled, desperately wanting

to make sense of the whole

a red robe as he pressed her against a wall. He was kissing her

Wynter by surprise. As she waved her hand, she realized her wrist was shackled with a golden

seemed to be smiling, his low, almost teasing laugh sending a tingling sensation from her neck through

way? But what can you do about it? You can only stay here.” Dalton’s

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