The Ceo’s Convict Wife

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.

side?” Jonathan asked while gently stroking her

but Rosalie’s body couldn’t help trembling. Rosalie could even feel a

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

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

patch of her skin on her shoulder

immensely. She shut her eyes tightly and remained utterly

was futile, all Rosalie could do was

come to

feel his lips kissing her neck, collarbone, and fingers

must bear with it. Bear with it! Just treat him as

but her body seemed unable to restrain itself with her will. The trembling grew more and more intense until a nauseating sensation mixed with the smell of blood

her eyes and covered her mouth with her

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

hadn’t eaten much today, her stomach was already empty, and aside from

her body trembled incessantly. When Rosalie had vomited so much that she could hardly bring up any stomach acid

figure stood just outside the bathroom with

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

seem as though

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

an ordinary woman. She might be interesting, but he wouldn’t bother with

If you hate 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. Even if you regret it in the funire, I won’t want you

Jonathan turned around and walked

as if she

that mean she could

tidied up her disheveled clothes, ran her fingers through her hair, and then