Find Me In Your Labyrinth

Chapter 41

Jonathan tensed up, grabbing her chin and speaking in a hoarse voice, “Stop seducing me, I’m a man!”

In this enclosed, stuffy space, he was a man, and she was a woman constantly tempting him.

Estelle lifted her head, her water-like eyes filled with a hint of brightness, she slowly parted her lips, “Help me!”

Jonathan’s breath caught, his grip on her face growing tighter, and his voice sank even lower. “Do you understand the gravity of your words?”

“Mmm,” Estelle mumbled, her response a mix of uncertainty and involuntary reflex.

Jonathan stared intently into her eyes. “I’m your…”

He didn’t finish his words, as she suddenly tiptoed and kissed him on the lips.

She felt that if she didn’t do something, she’d be devoured by those insects and die.

no matter what, protecting her own life came first-taking care of herself was

she had once helped this man in

should help her this

sky. He closed his eyes, gently releasing her hands, and spoke

was unclear if he was

man without blinking. Seeing his refusal,

two steps, her arm

man’s neck, feeling the tension

that in that moment, his impulsive instincts had overridden his better judgment, as he leaned down to kiss

kissed in the bathroom, with Estelle placed on the washstand, the perfect height for them to

darkness, the

before, but before he could

nature would be revealed:

bedroom, and they

himself up slightly, pinching Estelle’s chin and forcing her to meet

unable to speak

this, there should be