Sweet Wife in Hidden Marriage

Lilian was surprised, and then she got angry. The man took every opportunity to take advantage of her. "What kind of gentleman would do that?"

She raised her hand to push him away, screaming, "Go to..."

Before she could say "hell" out, the man had already pressed his lips on hers. She was pressed in the couch. covered by the man's strong body. He controlled her struggling body, and the power was too overwhelming for her to resist.

He kissed her lips hard, and somehow angrily. She didn't understand, because she was supposed to be the one that was angry.

Her lips almost felt numb over the kiss. She frowned and wanted to tell him to go away, only to let out a weak groan. She totally lost her mind. The only thing she could feel was her face blushing.

His sturdy chest was close to her. There was no distance between them anymore. His body temperature passed to her over the shirt. She was too heated to catch a breath. Her hands, which were squeezing his shoulders, were sweating. She wanted to push her away, but she felt so frustrated.

His warm tongue pried her lips open and intruded in. She trembled and felt even her breath had been taken away by him. She was like a fish on a drying-out pond, dying for moistening.

When Lilian felt almost out of breath, he finally moved his lips away; however, while she was still panting and dazzling, trying to swear out, his lips stopped her again. He did it on and on, held her face in his hand, and looked into her eyes. His staring was scorching, and his voice was low. "You say one more word I don't like, I'll do that to stop you again. Understand?"

Lilian's chest moved up and down drastically because of panting. She looked at her with shimmering eyes, lips going rosy from his hard kiss.

All Lilian wanted to say now was that she was running out of strength. She was almost suffocated and could only pant desperately to relieve the dizziness. She was staring at him because she wanted to warn him not to kiss her again.

pinched her cheeks. He felt so glad. "Fine, I'll stop because you've already suffered too much today," he said, and he captured a single trace of fury in

between them. Both of

with one eyebrow

had faded away went back. She had knelt for a whole day in the ancestral hall without eating anything. She thought she could grab something to eat in the hotel, but the only thing she had eaten was

talk to Archibald. She curled herself in the couch and

while, she felt Archibald was taking off. So she moved the pillow and peeked. The man wasn't in

right time to leave this place, but she failed to find her shoes on the floor. Then she realized she got here in his arms, and her shoes were at the entrance

feet, trying not to be found by Archibald. She never knew she would end up so miserable. She had to sneak back to

So she bent and looked into the living room. Archibald still didn't find her yet. She

tried and failed several

man's cold voice

turned over, she saw

at first, but then she realized she didn't have to because

which looked dangerous. Then his thin lips curled

all. She turned over and wanted to ask Archibald about the reason. Then she saw the reflecting floor and thought that she couldn't walk on it with bare

the kitchen. He was cooking something, and she didn't want to know what it was. She asked straightforwardly, "Archibald, the door of your home wouldn't open! Shouldn't you be

her. He replied calmly, "It will open with my fingerprints. Why should I be

"The man needs fingerprints to go outside? How fancy! Is he hiding