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.

her that no matter what, protecting her own life came

had once helped this man in

help

closed his eyes, gently releasing her hands, and spoke in a hoarse

was unclear

against the bathroom wall, her voice weak but calm, staring at the man without blinking. Seeing his refusal, she struggled, “If you don’t agree, I’ll make love with someone

out, but after only two steps, her arm was suddenly grabbed, and her

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

with a mix of rationality and anger. However, it seemed that in that moment, his impulsive instincts had overridden his better judgment, as

Estelle placed on the washstand, the perfect height for

the darkness, the

experienced this scene before, but before he could think deeper, his thoughts were interrupted by

her true nature would be revealed: wild and unrestrained, just like that day

carrying her into the bedroom, and they

Estelle’s chin and forcing her to

to speak

spoke, “Once we go through with this, there should be no regrets. When you wake up, please refrain from crying