Chapter 11 Kiss
Lydia was on the verge of going mad with anger at this scumbag. Even though she was a bit far away and couldn’t hear exactly what they were saying, hitting a woman was definitely not right!
Filled with rage, Lydia first went forward to help the woman up, and then she stopped the man who was
about to leave.
As soon as the woman was helped up by Lydia, she bowed her head and thanked Lydia before hurrying
away as if fleeing, clearly feeling guilty.
Lydia didn’t notice this, because she saw the man’s face turning towards her, and she was utterly
dumbfounded.
It was the pervert who had been misbehaving in the restroom!
Lambert’s eyes stared closely at Lydia’s face, his expressionless face exuding an indifferent aura that
made people inexplicably fearful.
Lydia felt a bit intimidated, but she secretly clenched her fists to encourage herself.
“Don’t you think what you did just now was too much? Is it necessary to be so brutal to a woman? I think
you owe that woman an apology…”
“Do you know her?” Lambert interrupted Lydia’s words, his gaze sharp as he looked into her eyes, as if trying to discern something from her face.
Lydia was suddenly puzzled by the question and instinctively replied, “No, I don’t know her!”
“Then what does it have to do with you and her?” Lambert replied coldly, his tone indifferent and calm, as if nothing had happened before.
“You! I just can’t stand your attitude! No matter what, you shouldn’t hit a woman!”
Lambert didn’t defend himself, only staring at Lydia’s face with his deep eyes, making Lydia feel as if he
was looking at his lover.
She blushed slightly and felt a bit guilty under his gaze. She glared at Lambert fiercely, intending to leave, but was suddenly grabbed by the wrist from behind.
Lambert’s grip was strong. With a forceful tug, Lydia was spun around and collided into his arms, then he took a few steps forward, his figure disappearing into the shadowy comer.
The sudden turn of events left Lydia bewildered and confused.
Their current position was quite ambiguous. Lambert pressed Lydia against the wall in the corner, one hand holding hers, and the other resting on her waist.
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The warm breath mixed with a hint of mint emanated from the man, making Lydia’s head spin.
What was happening now?
Just as Lydia was about to struggle, the man tightened his grip on her waist, and she almost had no
doubt that if she moved recklessly, this man would break her waist!
Just as she was about to speak, a sexy low growl sounded in her ear, “Be quiet!”
Footsteps approached their location in a flurry, and it seemed there were quite a few people. After
looking around for a while, a woman’s voice was heard, “They were just here! A woman was holding
Lambert back!”
“Damn it! He must have escaped! Such a good opportunity wasted by him running away! It’s all your damn fault; You can’t even lay a drug without getting caught!” A man’s voice cursed, sounding harsh.
Lydia recognized the voice of the woman from earlier, and she was somewhat surprised, looking at Lambert with a puzzled expression.
What’s going on? Shouldn’t this be a scene of a scumbag ditching girl? Why does this man now sound
like the victim?
Is it a misunderstanding?
Seeing the confusion in the woman’s eyes, Lambert felt somewhat amused. His gaze towards the woman deepened.
“What’s going on?” Lydia’s face was full of doubt, silently asking Lambert.
However, Lambert seemed not to answer her question, just pursing his lips tightly, his gaze deeply fixed
on her face.
Lydia felt a bit embarrassed under his intense stare, awkwardly turning her head away, inadvertently revealing her snow–white delicate neck, shimmering faintly under the light, unbelievably beautiful.
A pleasant fragrance lingered around Lambert’s nose, his body tensing up, subconsciously rubbing
against her.
The people outside hadn’t left yet, still muttering complaints. Lydia felt tense all over, embarrassed and annoyed.
So embarrassing!
The man was too close to her, so close that Lydia could clearly see his long eyelashes.
Undeniably, this man was very handsome, seemingly the type Lydia liked, so she couldn’t help but blush, unconsciously shrinking in his embrace to avoid that sharp gaze.
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However, the next moment, Lydia suddenly felt something scorching pressing against her waist.
She stiffened for a moment, widened her eyes, and looked at the man in front of her with a blush on her face, but there was a hint of annoyance in her eyes!
Lambert was also somewhat surprised.
It was just a hug, yet the faint fragrance emanating from the woman made him have a physical reaction.
Indeed, even after six years, this woman still had the same captivating effect on him!
Curses tumbled at Lydia’s lips, “Stop…”
But before she could finish, a domineering and fiery kiss swept over, swallowing up all the words she hadn’t said.
The soft and scorching lips nibbled and licked at Lydia’s lips, leaving her mind blank.
A strange yet familiar sensation spread from the depths of her heart, tingling and comfortable, like tiny electric currents coursing through her skin, making Lydia’s limbs weak.
But it was just a kiss!
The agile tongue was like an arrogant invader, ignoring everything as it pried open Lydia’s teeth and slipped into her mouth, entwining with her small lilac tongue, fighting for every inch of territory in her mouth, even stealing her breath away.
Lydia only felt her scalp tingling, her body slightly weakening. The dominant lips and tongue left her defenseless, and she could only widen her eyes, letting the other party do as they pleased.
Breathing became difficult, and if it weren’t for the wall behind her supporting her, she would have almost slipped to the ground.
The indifference in the man’s eyes carried a faint smile, making his already charming eyes even more attractive, shining like stars in the night sky.
Lydia felt like she was back to that night six years ago, helpless and longing, allowing the person on her body to control everything, not even knowing when the other party would stop, and she just drowned in
it…
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Sara Lili is a daring romance writer who turns icy landscapes into scenes of fiery passion. She loves crafting hot love stories while embracing the chill of Iceland’s breathtaking cold.