Find Me In Your Labyrinth

Chapter 172

The study got darker and darker, and other sensations became clearer. Estelle was turned around by the man, who held her waist and immediately bent down to kiss her against the bookshelf.

Seeing her being so well–behaved in front of his family just now, he couldn’t help but want to tease her. Probably because he had seen her wild side and that fascinates him the most.

Estelle tilted her head slightly, her whole body enveloped in the man’s shadow, and all her senses were taken over by him.

His kiss started heavy and gradually became gentler, consuming her bit by bit.

Estelle’s heart raced, probably because of the unique environment, and she could hear some faint whispers from outside the room which gave her a sense of excitement mixed with the pleasure and anxiety.

Estelle opened her eyes slightly and saw the man’s closed eyes and handsome side face. His eyelashes were thick, his nose straight, every part of him exquisitely beautiful.

Feeling her stare, the man slowly opened his eyes, paused for a moment, and his half–opened ink–like eyes seemed as dense as the endless night, staring at Estelle.

two stared at each other, as if they were in a tug of war, and neither

kiss her like he was punishing her. Estelle couldn’t help but shudder, not daring to respond, her hands against his tense chest, and whispered, “I have to go out later.” She didn’t have makeup on, so she wasn’t afraid of her makeup getting ruined, but her lips might swell up, and that would be noticeable. Jonathan kissed down her

your family to think

probably won’t think that, but they

“So you want to get me

said seriously, “That way, you won’t have anything to hesitate about.”

frowned, “But I’ll lose

support you!” Jonathan

of lightly kissing her earlobe stopped too, as if he had thought of something, and the two fell silent.

a while, Estelle slowly spoke, “did you just say you want to pay me to be your mistress as

emotions, and said with a light smile, “What’s the difference now? Do you

the bookshelf, her back slightly pained by the books and wooden frames, she looked up, her eyes in the dim light were calm and warm, and she smiled softly, “Of course there is a difference. If I take your money, will I lose my freedom? What if

“You, little girl, are thinking too much. You want love? What is love, do you even know? Have you ever been in a

yet.” Estelle shook