บท 576: Quarrel in the Hall

Without replying to Lisa's words, Oscar had crushed Lisa's lips with a kiss. 

Lisa frowned and wanted to push Oscar's body away. The man just bit her lower lip, causing her to swallow blood and feel pain.

"Oscar—" Lisa pulled her face away from Oscar and tried to push his chest, "Hey! Let go—" her hand tried to rebel, but the man wrapped her even tighter, rendering her unable to move, "Fuck, let go of me!"

Oscar's kiss no longer tasted of love, affection or longing like he used to give her in the past. Now, his kiss was hot and rough, making Lisa's lips feel bruised.

What Lisa felt was not a warm feeling in her stomach, but blood.

Oscar was acting like a lunatic who couldn't think straight. He kissed Lisa like he would die if he didn't kiss her right. As if the woman's lips were his only source of air.