The Runaway Groom

Chapter 201

“Don’t call me that. Say my name,” Isaac demanded.

“I would never-

Before Irene could refuse, he had jammed his lips on hers, stopping her from talking

However, she clenched her jaw to stop his tongue from advancing!

As Isaac pulled away, he found her glaring at him stubbornly.

“Are you really not letting me kiss you?” He chuckled coolly. “Who would you rather kiss, then? Harvey Gooding?”

Irene stiffened her neck, and lied outright despite thinking otherwise “Yes”

Isaac glowered horribly right then, and snorted coldly, “Don’t even think about it!”

He started to lean forward again, and Irene fought back in turn–but this time, he bit firmly down on her lips, and Irene winced in pain.

“Oof-”

Embarrassed, she suddenly pretended to be receptive. Isaac was surprised as she took the initiative, but before he could revel in that sensation, Irene was biting his lip at the next instant, and her teeth closed a lot harder on his lips than when she did it to him.

resist or

it as she vented her frustration, and she must have broken his skin–the scent of

thick in the air!

bored her, and

bear to hurt me?” he

“Dream on.” Irene snorted.

you go if you

her, while Irene was left in shock. “What are you talking about? Are you keeping me

never listen,” he

lost composure right then. How long was he going to keep her

she had

the waist, holding her tightly against. himself. She could feel his scorching body heat through the thin fabric separating

almost burning.

and screamed, “Let me

to stop her

to bed and picked up the rope

eyes widened and she shook her head repeatedly. “No, stop!

“You’re too smart, and I have this feeling that my guards would never be able to

There is no chance I would allow you to