Chapter 830 Brady Had Influenced Her
"Don't do anything crazy," Violet said, noticing a certain look in Brady's eyes.
Her face flushed as she spoke hurriedly.
"Then kiss me," Brady said, his smile deepening as he watched her flustered, red face.
"If I kiss you, will you let me go?" Violet asked, looking at him with hopeful eyes.
Brady nodded. "Yeah, have I ever lied to you?"
Brady had never lied to her before.
Violet took a deep breath and, believing him, leaned in to kiss him.
As soon as their lips met, Brady pushed her down onto the soft leather seat.
He kissed her deeply and suddenly, catching her off guard so she couldn't push him away.
When he finally let her go, she pushed him angrily. "You tricked me!"
"I didn't trick you. Think about what I said," Brady replied with a smile.
Violet thought about it and realized he was right. She had fallen for his wordplay again.
"Every time, you get me," she said, feeling defeated.
"No, it's you who has me," Brady corrected her, gently tracing her soft, pink lips with his fingers. "Honestly, right now, you're all I see and think about."
Other women were no different from men to him now.
The romantic words, combined with the starry sky above, made Violet feel a wave of happiness, replacing her earlier frustration.
"I have to go out of town tomorrow. Remember to think of me every day," Brady said softly, still caressing her lips.
"Okay, how long will you be gone?" Violet asked, blinking her eyes.
As she spoke, her lips parted slightly, and his calloused fingertip brushed against her tongue, sending a shiver through her.
Violet couldn't help but let out a soft, trembling sound.
Brady's eyes darkened at the sound.
He smiled and continued, "It depends, maybe three days."
He wasn't sure if the designer would agree to help him. She had only helped his mom, Ava, design a celebrity outfit because of Ava's reputation and the TV station's invitation.
Otherwise, she was hard to persuade.
"Alright, I'll wait for you to come back," Violet said. Three days wasn't too long; she could handle it.
"Then I plan to make love to you now," Brady said in a low voice.
Violet was helpless.
She pushed against his chest, embarrassed. "Can't we go home?"
She wasn't comfortable doing it outside.
"At home, we might make too much noise and wake the baby," Brady said deliberately.
Violet's face turned even redder. She bit her lip and said, trembling, "You could be quieter."
She almost bit her tongue after saying that. How could she say something so bold?
Brady had influenced her.
"That's not possible. You know my strength."
His words were getting more and more outrageous, and Violet's heart couldn't help but tremble.
She felt like she was walking on the edge of danger.
"No, we can't. This is a movie theater. What if we make a mess?" It wasn't like at home, where they could clean up in the bathroom.
If they left any evidence here, the theater staff would be upset.
Violet didn't want to do it here.
"Don't worry, we won't make a mess."
"No, we really shouldn't," she insisted, feeling too embarrassed to continue.
She bit her lip and looked at him pleadingly. "Please, honey?"
"Then, can I at least taste here? As a compromise?" Brady asked, seeing how shy she was. He didn't want to force her.
His fingers moved from her lips to the full curve of her chest beneath her dress. "I want us to be closer. I don't want you to find our marriage boring. I want to give you excitement every day."
This had always been Brady's intention.
He wanted to take care of her, spoil her, and give her a unique marriage that she couldn't live without.
They had plenty of time in the future.
She was shy now, but that was okay. There would be many opportunities to slowly introduce her to new experiences.
He didn't plan to have a conventional, boring marriage. They were young, and he wanted to do all the sweet things couples do together.
That way, their marriage and life would be full of passion.
And he was more than happy to teach her.
To make sure she only bloomed and felt passion under him.
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