Chapter 125: Marissa's lips were shaped like petals and tasted as sweet and tender as peaches. When Connor kissed her, he felt as if he was bathed in the gentle light of spring. Intoxicated, he closed his eyes and encircled her waist with his arms. Her skin was as smooth as jade, pulling him in with a mysterious force that made him long to explore further Previously, in Arabella's presence, his kiss with Marissa had been brief, yet the memory lingered, unforgettable. Now, he kissed her with abandon, sinking into a whirlwind of emotions, as if plummeting into a fiery abyss, ready to disintegrate into ash. Abruptly, a loud noise jolted him back to reality Connor flinched and regained his senses. He opened his eyes and realized the girl in his arms had slapped him across the face. Nervous and flustered, he feared her anger. But she merely shifted her position and continued to sleep, her eyes closed. It seemed her discomfort had caused a reflexive reaction. She did not realize he had overstepped Seeing the girl fall asleep again, Connor breathed a sigh of relief. He quickly removed his hand from her body, regaining his sensibility. The thought of his recent actions filled him with guilt, his face burning with shame. He should have been intimate with her when she was in love with him. How could he take advantage of her in her vulnerable state? Find your next adventure at ga ln o vlsIf she ever found out what he had done, it could lead to a terrible conflict. Worried he might slip up again, Connor stood up and rushed into the bathroom. He turned on the shower, letting the cold water wash over him After calming down, he changed into pajamas and walked out, ready to work on his computer. However, as he reentered the bedroom and saw the girl on the bed, his thoughts wandered again. He had no choice but to return to the bathroom for another cold shower After several attempts, he felt helpless about his lack of self-control. Last tthey shared a room, the sthing happened. He had been restless while she slept peacefully. He mocked himself for his inability to control his desires around Marissa. She would never know that the richest man had yet another sleepless night while she slept soundly until dawn Waking up and looking around the room, Marissa suddenly remembered something and sat up quickly. She nervously checked her clothes. Finding everything in place, she exhaled deeply. She had been so tired the previous night that she hadn't been as cautious around Connor as she should have been. Now, her trust in Connor was shaken. He had previously attempted to remove her chastity armor. Clearly, he was no gentleman. Fortunately, she was safe that night. He was fortunate he hadn't crossed a line, or she would have broken his bones Connor sat on the sofa, observing her actions as she woke up. When he noticed her sigh of relief, he mocked, "Miss Nash, don't be too confident. I'm not interested in sleeping with you."
Stunned and embarrassed, Marissa turned to look at the man on the sofa. She was shocked by his presence! Like before he looked cold and downcast. She teased him, "I only borrowed your scent for hypnosis. I didn't absorb your vital essence. Why do you look so weak?"