Your Gold Digger is Actually A True Heiress by Vera Fiore

Chapter 304

---- "Hmm?" Thalia looked at him with misty, confused eyes. "What is it?" Those eyes of hers were too beautiful-now veiled with a layer of moisture, glistening. Her face, bare of makeup, was covered with a light flush, as tempting as a ripe peach, impossible not to Kiss. Asher lowered his gaze and coaxed softly, "Want a kiss?" Thalia turned to glance at the driver, then pressed her lips together. "No." Asher gently tapped her nose, continuing to coax her with his magnetic voice.

"Say you want one. Be good." Thalia looked up at him, her almond eyes bright and shining. She stared at Asher steadily, then broke into a giggle. "Asher, you're so handsome." "Then do you want to kiss me?" The man gazed into her eyes. His dark, deep eyes seemed to have a hypnotic power, pulling her in. Drunk Thalia smiled like a child and nodded. "Yes." ---- "Then come kiss me." Asher's voice was husky.

He leaned back slightly, tilting up his face, his eyes dark as he waited for her to make the move. Thalia didn't hesitate. She leaned forward and offered her lips. Their lips met. Thalia's kissing was messy and without technique. Her kissing skills hadn't improved at all. Asher responded slowly, his lips curved in a smile, his heart sweet as honey. Thalia kissed him for a while, but they were all shallow kisses, innocent with no trace of desire.

and entered her mouth, seeking hers. Their tongues entwined as the atmosphere heated up. ---- As they kissed, Thalia's hands started to wander. Those soft, delicate hands roamed over his abs. Asher groaned softly and grabbed her wandering hand. "What are you doing?" "Let me feel your abs," Thalia broke free from his grip and

sultry voice, "I want..." Asher's Adam's apple bobbed slightly, his eyes darkening further as he asked in a low, enticing voice, "What do you want?" Playing dumb. Thalia made a little "hmph" sound, not answering, and instead

drugged." So she was just drunk and wanting him. "Really drunk or pretending?" Asher held the hand that had just misbehaved, chuckling softly. "Why do you always take advantage of me when you're drunk?" Last time was the same. Getting handsy with him

How was he supposed to resist? "You're mine," Thalia puffed her cheeks, looking indignant. Adoration filled his eyes. "Yes, I'm yours." ---- The