The Ceo’s Convict Wife

Chapter 82

Chapter 82

Rosalie’s body stiffened. Then she thought, “He’s right. Even if I call out for help, who would break in and save me? Rescuing me would mean antagonizing Jonathan. Who would be so foolish to do that!”

When Rosalie was lost in her thoughts, Jonathan’s lips met and parted hers, seeking all the sweetness Rosalie had to offer.

“No! I don’t want to do this!” Rosalie reacted inwardly.

Almost instinctively, Rosalie bit down hard.

The next moment, her mouth was filled with a metallic taste of blood. Rosalie jolted in shock. It was Jonathan’s blood. She knew she had just bitten his tongue and caused it to bleed.

But even so, Jonathan continued the kiss, forcefully making her swallow his blood!

Rosalie lost track of time, and when the kiss finally ended, she felt a tingling sensation on her lips. The taste of blood in her mouth was overwhelming and intense.

“Does it taste good?” Jonathan whispered. His lips curled into a faint smile, and a trace of fresh blood trickled down from the corner of his mouth.

His smile, set against that crimson blood, appeared surprisingly captivating.

As Rosalie opened her mouth, the sensation of blood became even stronger. A mixture of saliva and blood flowed from the corner of her mouth, trailing down her chin.

Jonathan raised his finger and gently wiped away the fresh blood from the corner of her lips. “Speaking of which, it’s the first time a woman has tasted my blood. Rosie, you really have a way of making me break so many precedents.”

“Could you let go of me, please?” Rosalie said stiffly.

my side?” Jonathan asked while gently stroking

gentle, but Rosalie’s body couldn’t help trembling. Rosalie could even

peaceful life,” Rosalie said. Each time she swallowed the saliva

being by my side synonymous with not being peaceful? Jonathan chuckled and stretched out his finger to tug her

a patch of her skin

stiffened immensely. She shut her eyes

all Rosalie could

to understand during her

could feel his lips kissing her neck,

bear with it. Bear with it! Just treat him as a Jon instead of

The trembling grew more and more intense until a nauseating

opened her eyes and

that had been holding her had loosened. She quickly got out of bed and rushed to the bathroom. She leaned over the sink

empty, and aside from expelling some stomach

incessantly. When Rosalie had vomited so much that she could hardly bring up any stomach acid anymore,

stood just outside the bathroom

coldly with his pitch-black eyes. “Do you despise me to

made it seem as though she had placed a

needed to go to such lengths for a woman? He was Jonathan. In

She might be interesting, but he wouldn’t bother with a

frostiness. “But let me make it clear upfront. Even if you regret it in the funire, I won’t want you anymore. I will never give anyone a second

Jonathan turned around and walked out of the

if she had exhausted

mean she could leave the hospital

disheveled clothes, ran her fingers through her hair, and then looked at her pale reflection

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