Kapitel 82: Chapter 94: A Bottle of Safflower Oil (3)

Percy Stanton noticed all of Isabel Smith's small movements, looking at her right leg and frowning slightly. Then, he lifted his head to gaze at her face, staring at her for a long while, long enough for Isabel to tense up. Eventually, Percy slowly turned away, picked up the water cup on the table, took a slow sip, and blinked at Isabel's reflection in the beautifully framed mirror in front of him. His hand gripping the water cup tightened, and he put the cup back on the table with a "thud," grabbed Isabel's arm, pulled her up, and drew her into his arms. He reached out, lifted her chin, tilted his head slightly, and pressed his lips to hers.

Isabel didn't dodge, obediently closing her eyes and allowing Percy to kiss her deeply and thoroughly.

Seeing her submission, the anger in Percy's heart increased, and his originally gentle kiss became somewhat rough. He sucked intensely on her tongue, using so much force that the tip of her tongue began to hurt.