Chapter 91 The Scent of Blood Spreading
The taste of blood was spreading between them, separated only by her salty tears.
Alexander's hand quickly moved from her lips down to her slender waist.
Even with her clothing covering her beautiful skin, her waist still felt good to touch; it was both slim and soft.
Alexander couldn't help but deepen the kiss slowly.
She felt hesitant; she didn’t know what to do.
Suddenly, she began to feel something slowly poke her.
As Alexander recalled their previous romantic encounters, he began kissing her even more earnestly, becoming more and more engrossed in her lips.
From initially thinking it would be brief to becoming unable to stop, his kisses grew more and more dominant.
He muffled Victoria's soft moans several times.
He found her lips particularly delicious, even ignoring the lipstick on her mouth.
She wore a light shade, a color similar to her lips.
It seemed like he was going to devour her soon.
But he had no intention of stopping.
The scent from their morning bed floated in his mind, and his hand involuntarily wanted to go elsewhere.
Victoria immediately tensed up. Her legs became weak; she could feel her common sense about to slip away.
With a wry smile, Alexander held her hand and pressed her against the wall, continuing to passionately kiss her.
"Mr. Harrington, Mr. Montgomery is downstairs; he says he wants to see you."
It was Jasmine's voice.
Victoria was startled and tried to push him away.
Alexander, however, held her hand and continued to embrace her against the wall, kissing her as passionately as he could.
They were husband and wife, so why should they fear being seen?
However, when he tasted that salty taste again, he stopped and looked down at her tear-streaked face. Lipstick was smudged all around her mouth.
He gently said, "It seems like you don't know how to kiss."
...
Victoria stared at him blankly, unable to say or do anything. She certainly didn't know how.
The first time she had ever felt romantic feelings for someone, they immediately got married, but instead of discussing kissing with her, he went elsewhere and had a child with another woman.
Thinking of this, she immediately tried to push him away.
But Alexander's tall figure was more than she could handle.
He couldn't restrain the strong hormones he was exuding. His warm forehead slowly pressed against hers, suppressing the impulse to take her as he murmured softly, "Victoria, when you're angry, you look like a little wildcat."
...
A little wildcat?
To hell with that.
She didn't understand.
The rumors said that the newly appointed CEO of Harrington Company was decisive, quick, and ruthless in his actions, never dragging his feet. Yet in their marriage, everything was in utter turmoil.
His future father-in-law was outside waiting for him.
Mark Montgomery was the boss of Montgomery Company and Isabella's father. Why was he here?
Of course, it was about his daughter's marriage.
Early in the morning, when the rumor of Mr. Harrington's marriage came out, Montgomery Company quickly responded, stating that Isabella and Mr. Harrington were indeed about to get married, but they had not yet obtained a marriage certificate at this stage.
Montgomery Company indirectly denied their marriage.
Victoria struggled in his arms until she grew tired and made a soft sound.
Alexander could no longer control himself and suddenly firmly held her chin, then forcefully and dominantly continued to kiss her.
He was wild, as if he were trying to suppress all her anger and dissatisfaction with his lips. Soon, the taste of blood rapidly spread on his tongue, but he kissed even more fiercely.
Yes, at that moment, he even wanted to strip her.
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