Chapter 23 So Fond of Being Led by Others?

With a click of the door, Beatrice knew who was approaching even before she turned around. The tea canister in her hand dropped to the ground and rolled away.

The tea canister rolled once and finally stopped in front of a pair of men's leather shoes.

Beatrice was eager to pick up, but a pair of hands reached around her waist from behind, like at cold snake, coiling tighter and tighter.

Finally, she was trapped in front of the tea table, as the scorching heat gradually spread from the

of her head

become ears, causing her breathing to

chaotic.

top her

His lips were pressed against her ear, his voice deep and tinged with a hint of playfulness. "So fond of being led by others?"

The exhaled hot air brushed against Beatrice's ear like a feather, tickling her. She wanted to escape desperately, but as soon as she moved a little, the intimidating presence behind her became even more overwhelming and forcefully suppressed her. The breath surrounded Beatrice from behind, and she could even feel how hot his chest was through his shirt. She couldn't avoid her earlobes turning red.

The man behind her looked at her restrained and shy appearance, his dark pupils as thick as the night, silently watching her, while his hand resting on her waist gently caressed. Beatrice's body trembled, and she lowered her voice as she struggled, "Uncle Caden, this is the Baldwin family!"

"So what?"

"Let go of

The person

me,

what if someone sees

us?" Beatrice grabbed his restless hand.

behind did not move anymore.

Just as Beatrice thought he would let her go, she was suddenly picked up and placed on the tea table.

She tried her best to restrain herself from making any

sound.

each other, and the appearance of the person/in front

a solitary and dangerous countenance, with eyes like the cold stars of a winter might. His

hatred and... grievances rose in her heart. She had already been avoiding him, why wouldn't he let her go? Caden bent down and looked straight at

like I've been transferred to someone

you,"

Beatrice

said,

holding

her

breath

and

refusing

accept

defeat.

and

Doesn't matter?"

Font of

Un... yes."

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yet when he forcefully kissed her, grinding his lips against hers

moment, the surroundings

"No!" Beatrice retorted.

that so? You didn't say

chuckled, with a hint of wickedness in

a thumb wearing a ring, the thumb rubbed against the water droplets on Beatrice's belly, the warm jade had a special temperature, which was very comfortable and strange. Beatrice's abdomen shrank, she

"Um..."

Caden went crazy!

the

forcefully lifted her up and

"Beatrice, were you inside?"

It was Oscar.

Beatrice was startled.

his eyes and walked her to the door. Beatrice was so shocked that she could only tightly hold onto him, afraid that he might

kissed even harder, his palm freely caressing

door away

but to plead with Caden through her eyes not

wrong with you? Why is the door locked?

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