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.

to stay by my side?” Jonathan asked

Rosalie could even feel a chill running

a peaceful life,” Rosalie said. Each time she swallowed the saliva in her throat, it felt like

chuckled and stretched out his finger to tug her clothes out of

patch of her skin on her shoulder was

immensely. She shut her eyes tightly and

struggling was futile, all Rosalie could do was

was something she had come to

his lips kissing her neck, collarbone, and

it. Bear with it! Just treat him as a Jon instead of Jonathan!” she

herself in her mind, but her body seemed unable to restrain itself with her will. The trembling grew more and more intense until a

abruptly opened her eyes and covered her mouth

out of bed and rushed to

already empty, and aside from expelling

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

outside

pitch-black eyes. “Do

huddled body made it seem as though she had

When had he needed to go to such lengths for a woman? He was Jonathan. In Strico, any woman

an ordinary woman. She might be interesting, but

me so much, I’ll let you go. Jonathan said coldly. In his beautiful eyes, there was an icy frostiness. “But let me make it clear upfront.

Jonathan turned around and walked out

she

could leave the hospital

hair, and then looked

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