"Chatty!"
Aidan Lucas gently pinched the other side of her face, reproaching her.
Then, he continued to peck lightly on the side of the face he had just kissed.
This time, Lily Gray stood still, not daring to move.
She could only close her eyes, telling herself not to be nervous, not to be nervous.
The man was becoming more and more unruly with his kisses.
He had just been kissing her cheeks, but then his lips moved to the side and fiercely kissed her trembling red lips.
"Umm…" At this, Lily Gray could no longer keep her balance. She opened her eyes reflexively, nearly sliding down against the door panel.
Two powerful palms held her, steadying her.
"Does it hurt now?" he asked, his voice husky and low.
The man who usually pampered her so much, couldn't bear to see her in pain. But now, when he saw Lily Gray frown, expressing her discomfort, he just straight up watched her, void of any expression.
His otherwise stunningly beautiful features didn't soften.