Chapitre 490: Chapter Four Hundred And Ninety: I'll Forgive Him

Isabella's point of view:

Julie stood as rigid as a tree, he had never expected that move from Anabelle - none of us did anyway. 

She smashed his lips against hers, moving against Julie who was frozen. But then, the alcohol must be working since Anabelle didn't give up, rather she clutched a fistful of his hair causing him pain and as well, jerking him from his reverie.

He pulled up for air, the both of them staring into each other's eyes. Then his gaze flickered down to her lips, his finger gliding along her cheeks as Julie traced her lips in a sensual caress.

His gaze was dark and lust-filled while the air around them thickened and was filled with immeasurable sexual energy. Then without a second thought, Julie leaned down and claimed her lips. 

Anabelle moaned into his mouth, her hand digging into his hair while the other pulled him flush against her as she began to gyrate her hips against his erection through his pants.