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.

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

had once helped this

help her this

his eyes growing even darker beneath the night sky. He closed his eyes, gently releasing her hands,

so low, it was unclear if he was

wall, her voice weak but calm, staring at the man without blinking. Seeing his

only two steps, her arm was suddenly grabbed,

to the man’s neck, feeling the tension in his

of rationality and anger. However, it seemed that in that moment, his impulsive instincts

washstand, the perfect height for them

darkness, the temperature

felt like he’d experienced this scene before, but before he could

soft, but when given any indulgence, her true nature would be revealed: wild and unrestrained, just like

off her top, carrying her into the bedroom, and they lay down

up slightly, pinching Estelle’s chin and forcing

speak

this, there should be no regrets. When