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

she had once helped this man in

help

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

low, it was unclear

leaned 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

after only two steps, her

neck,

held her tightly, his eyes filled with a mix of rationality and anger. However, it seemed that in that moment, his impulsive instincts

in the bathroom, with Estelle placed on the washstand,

the

like he’d experienced this scene before, but before he could think deeper, his

indulgence, her true nature would be revealed: wild and unrestrained, just like that day when she rode the

bedroom, and they lay down together on the soft,

chin and forcing her to meet his gaze, “Do you

speak anymore,

with this, there should