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 even bat an

she vented her frustration, and she must

thick in the air!

his tolerance bored her, and she let

to hurt

“Dream on.” Irene snorted.

go if you proved compliant, but

towering over her, while Irene was left in shock. “What are

listen,”

right then. How long was he going to

she had to get

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

almost burning.

and screamed,

caught her hands to stop her

back to bed and picked up the rope he used before to

and she shook her head repeatedly.

smart, and I have this feeling that my guards

is no chance I would