Chapter 62 Conditions

Chapter 62 Conditions

She was such a delicate girl, lying on the floor late at night. 

How could that be acceptable?

"Lila, get this straight: this is my room!"

"I know!" Lila shot back, her voice even louder. "So what? I'm a girl, and your family locked me in here. I haven't even asked you for an explanation, and you're already whining like a baby. Killian, if you're really worried that my charm is too much for you to handle at night, then just admit it and back off."

Lila pointed towards the balcony, ready to suggest that he should jump off and get lost.

Before she could finish her sentence, the mattress dipped slightly as Killian, wearing only his underwear, slipped under the covers.

He looked at her with a challenging gaze.

"You make me lose control? You must think too highly of yourself."

Lila, who had provoked him, instantly panicked. She now only felt her mind in disarray, the earlier passion almost scorching her head.

"Killian, what are you doing?"

"Weren't you just enjoying yourself a moment ago? Want to try again?"

Killian's competitive spirit was fully ignited by Lila. 

His intense gaze was fixed on her like a predator eyeing its prey, waiting for her to falter so he could completely conquer her.

"We signed a contract. During our marriage, you're not allowed to touch me. If you come any closer, you'll be in breach of contract!"

Lila clutched the blanket to her collarbone, trembling, with one foot almost off the bed.

"Breach of contract? I drafted the contract. Do you think there's such a thing as a breach? If I want, I can add supplementary clauses anytime, and you'll sign them willingly."

Killian moved closer with a wicked smile, his face with a glistening drop of water, looking irresistibly tempting.

The warm light cast a soft glow on him, making him appear almost ethereal. 

He leaned over her, his Adam's apple moving sensually, and his strikingly handsome face exuded an overwhelming charisma that nearly made her lose her bearings.

"Bastard! Jerk!"

The words that spilled from her lips were increasingly harsh.

He should have been angry, but inexplicably, looking at the girl beneath him, with her face blushing, her darting eyes, and the curves of her body under the thin blanket, he found himself even more aroused.

He suddenly remembered that night.

Even though it was just a few days ago, it was his first time. 

Despite it not being perfect, the memory still lingered tantalizingly in his mind.

And just now, if Lila hadn't pushed him away, he might have lost control.

Now, the thought of it made him even more uncontrollable.

His hands, resting on either side of the blanket, clenched tightly.

"Killian," Lila cursed, wanting to berate him further, but was interrupted by him.

"Shut up!"

Provoked, Killian moved closer, grabbing Lila's chin.

A flash of murderous intent crossed Lila's eyes, but she quickly reverted to being helpless, knowing she had a mission and couldn't act rashly without orders from her organization.

"Shut up?" Lila suddenly opened her mouth, sticking out her tongue to lightly lick the stubble on his chin.

"Killian, I'm warning you, you only get one chance."

She looked up into his eyes, now darkened with desire, and playfully winked.

Teasing him was actually quite fun.

By now, the blanket had slipped down to her waist.

Her full, soft breasts pressed against his hard chest, rubbing against him.

Killian let out a rough breath, finally realizing that Lila was deliberately teasing him.

This realization hit him like a lightning bolt, shattering his remaining self-control and patience.

He kissed her fiercely, pinning her down.

Their combined weight made the soft bed sink, but Lila quickly responded, not willing to be outdone, and chased after his invading tongue.

Their saliva mingled, tightly entwined.

Neither was willing to back down.

Finally, Lila bit his lip, ending the kiss.

Killian now seemed like a completely different person.

His gaze on Lila was filled with a dangerous intensity, like a hunter eyeing its prey, ready to pounce and tear her apart at any moment.

Especially with the small bead of blood forming on his lower lip where she had bitten him, his noble face now exuded a wild, primal allure, radiating a deadly hormonal energy.

Lila could feel herself getting wet.

A steady stream of arousal flowed from her core.

Killian's knee, positioned between her legs, sensed her body's reaction to the excitement.

He chuckled lowly.

"You're really something..."

Hearing this, Lila opened her mouth to retort, but before she could, Killian's knee began to move in circles, rubbing against her sensitive spot.

The intense stimulation made Lila's body go limp, her words turning into helpless moans.

Because of the earlier foreplay, Lila's clothes were disheveled, and her reactions were honest, leaving no room for denial.

"You're soaking through the fabric."

Killian noticed that Lila seemed to respond well to such teasing words. 

Even through the fabric, he could feel her arousal. "You've made the whole bed wet, like a flood..."

"You're exaggerating, stop talking..." Lila instinctively twisted her waist, trying to escape the tormenting pleasure, but Killian, seeing through her intentions, wouldn't allow it.

She had wanted to take the upper hand, but now Killian had turned the tables.

"I gave you two chances."

His hands were on either side of her, casting a shadow over her.

Killian looked down at the woman beneath him, her eyes filled with seductive allure.

Like an enchanting temptress.

"Now, you can't escape." Seeing her pitiful expression, Killian relented. "Lila."

His voice was deep and rough, yet upon closer listening, it had an indescribable quality, like a bass cello, resonating deeply within.

Just like now.

Hearing Killian call her name felt like someone was tickling her with a feather, sending shivers down her spine.