The man pressing on her became heavier. He was breathing more heavily like a wild beast panting.

Despite this, Willow decided to play with fire at this moment. She lifted her head and kissed Jasper’s thin lips.

His gaze became even more profound, and he reached for the woman’s hand around his neck. His voice was hoarse as he said, “Let go.”

She had no choice but to comply and let go, but the next moment, her wrists were pressed against her head by the man.

The ambiguous atmosphere escalated.

Willow couldn’t help but tremble. She felt as if she was being held tightly by a wild beast and was unsure of how to react.

Finally, his lips met hers, but it was a gentle and tender kiss that intoxicated her.

red as if she were on fire. Jasper

the door open

slightly swollen, but her heart filled with sweetness. Her lips, still

both domineering and gentle,

her body was numb. Now, she was

kiss was too

her before. The way he kissed her just now didn’t feel like that of

paper that was blown to the ground. She didn’t even know she had picked up the wrong one. Originally, it was a painting, but

inspiration seemed to burst from her mind, leaving her dazed as she focused on the

we have been looking in the wrong direction? Is this painting hinting that the treasures

and rushed to Winston’s research room. When she pushed the door open, she

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