The Sway and Slide of Love by Jean Song

Chapter 317 Chapter 317

Noelle turned over again, trying to force herself back to sleep. But as soon as she closed her eyes, the thirst became even more unbearable. After struggling for a few minutes, she finally decided to go downstairs for a glass

of water.

It was pitch dark downstairs. After switching on the staircase light, Noelle headed straight into the kitchen.

Just as she finished filling her glass, a hoarse voice suddenly came from behind her, "Pour me a glass, too."

The suddenness of the sound startled Noelle, and the glass in her hand slipped and fell to the ground, shattering instantly. Hendrix reacted quickly-he grabbed her and pulled her aside just in time to keep her from getting cut by the flying shards of glass

But Noelle swiftly shook off his hand.

his now empty palm before slowly withdrawing his hand. He then stepped forward, poured another

brushing past him to pour her own.

the expression on his face

glass of water, she turned to head back upstairs. But she had barely

her other hand and pinned her against the wall. Noelle hit her back so hard that

"What are you doing?"

do y you think I'm doing?" countered Hendrix with a chuckle. "Noelle, tonight's

grasp the meaning of his words, Hendrix had already lowered his

his breath. At that moment, he was biting down on her lips with force, like a predator tearing into

into her mouth. He held her tongue captive with his, ravaging it with an almost frenzied intensity. He still had her hands pinned, leaving her completely unable to fight back. The saliva she couldn't swallow in time trailed down her chin, gliding over her collarbone and continuing downward. Hendrix freed one of his hands and slipped it

he had prepared for her in the room. Though the buttons were securely fastened, they proved useless against his brute

to resist. As she gradually lost her strength, Hendrix pressed her down onto the kitchen