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.

however, did not resist or

frustration, and she must have broken his skin–the scent

thick in the air!

tolerance bored her, and she let him

bear to hurt

“Dream on.” Irene snorted.

would have considered letting you go if you proved compliant, but you

feet, suddenly towering over her, while Irene was left in shock. “What are you talking about?

never listen,” he

then. How long was he

had

up and ran, but Isaac simply grabbed her by the waist, holding her tightly against. himself. She could feel his scorching body heat through the

almost burning.

screamed, “Let me

her hands to stop her from hurting herself

bed and picked up the rope

and she shook her head repeatedly. “No, stop! Don’t tie

did it anyway. “You’re too smart, and I have this feeling

There is no chance I would allow you to marry