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.

usually was, Archibald reached out his hand and 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 her eyes. The woman

between them. Both of them looked at

laughed with one eyebrow

was so embarrassed. The blushing which 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 some cakes. No

herself in the couch and covered

while, she felt Archibald was taking off. So she moved the pillow and

and thought this was the right time to leave this place, but she failed to find her shoes on the

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

looked into the living room. Archibald still didn't find

tried and

heard the man's cold voice coming from

paused and her body freeze. As she turned over, she saw

she realized she didn't have

with his clear and black eyes narrowing, which looked dangerous. Then his thin lips curled and added, "Good, you can go home if you can

mad. She wouldn't believe that she couldn't open the door. She worked on it for quite a while, but there was no clue that it was opening at 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 feet; therefore,

and tall figure of the man in the kitchen. He was cooking something, and she didn't want to know what it was.

was standing with his back at her. He replied calmly, "It will open with my fingerprints.

outside? How fancy! Is he hiding gold and treasures here?