Chapter 1171 Heating Up
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Chapter 1171 Heating Up
This was the first time Wynter had experienced this dizzying and somewhat
addictive sensation in all the years she had lived.
Every inch of her mouth was filled with Dalton’s unique woody fragrance. Even his fingertips felt astonishingly hot.
All other sounds seemed to fade away, leaving only the rumble of the train passing
through the tunnel. The two of them were very close to one another.
As he kissed her, the gentle biting left her feeling somewhat disoriented.
With her eyes covered, she instinctively sought some form of support. She could hear his heartbeat, steady and powerful, each beat making it impossible for her to
break free.
His kiss was the opposite of his outward appearance–fervent and domineering,
allowing no resistance from her, as if he wanted to embed her entirely into his
embrace.
Yet, it was impossible to dislike. On the contrary, it was easy to get lost in it.
Some sound gradually returned. The sudden presence of light signaled the end of
the tunnel.
He paused his actions. Only his fingers were still brushing against her wrist.
No one would know what had transpired here.
Their breaths had be slightlybored.
With her eyes still covered, Wynter couldn’t see her own appearance. Her long hair
was disheveled, her lips slightly reddened from the biting, her top wrinkled, and her chest rising and falling.
As her hand clutched him, her fingertips barely touched the scarlet rosary bracelet on his wrist. Everything looked as alluring as they were a taboo.
In contrast, Dalton remained impably dressed in his suit. Except for the heat of his breath, his face betrayed no emotion, save for the lingering intensity. His eyes
<b>were </b><b>so </b>dark that they were almost <b>impossible </b>to look into directly.
<b>Who </b>could imagine that this high–and–mighty, untouchable man would be so
passionate in love?
The contradiction of icy purity and sensual restraint was perfectly embodied in him
at this moment.
Even though Wynter almost pulled off his bracelet, he seemed tough softly in response. With how captivating and handsome he was, people would have described someone like him as “bewitching” in the past.
The passengers on the train were unaware of the changes in him. However, the curved de that Wynter brought on the train, although not unsheathed, was trembling slightly through its sheath.
Outside the train, the previously overcast clouds suddenly dispersed. The sky was clear and sunny, with sunlight streaming down onto the endless shrubs.
The forest animals seemed puzzled by the sudden change from rain to sunshine.
Others might not understand the reason for these changes, but the Savior Crow, the only one who retained all his memories as he wasn’t struck by the heavenly thunder,
sensed something.
Perched on a branch, he gazed down slightly with his pitch–ck eyes. “How strange. What could have happened to put the lord in such a good mood?”
The rumble of the train passing through another tunnel echoed again. This time, even through the eye mask, Wynter could sense a faint light.
Dalton was still holding her hand when he whispered in a captivatingly tender voice,”
Open your eyes.”
“You…” Wynter began to speak, only to realize that her voice had be softer. Her body felt weak. If Dalton hadn’t been holding her waist, her nearby cup might have
fallen onto the seat behind them.
As he gazed at her, the dappled light from outside the window seemed to shatter in his eyes. It seemed that, apart from her, there was nothing else in his gaze.
Wynter suddenly recalled a line she had once read in a book–A lover’s eyes held a
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beauty unlike any other in the world.
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She soon removed the eye mask. Even though the corners of her eyes were still slightly flushed, her face was calm. She half–raised an eyebrow and, with a reverse grip, pressed down on Dalton’s scarlet rosary bracelet.
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