He put her on the soft couch, lowered the curtains, pulled her towel aside to prevent her from shying away, and sucked her cherry lips with his passionate lips, and gently held the back of her head with his left hand.
Not allowing her to dodge, his right hand explored her whole body with force and possessiveness...
He wanted to hug her tightly with both hands and let her face him completely, but his left hand was still cold and he didn't want her to shrink from the cold.
She helplessly allowed herself to melt into his arms, letting him stir up the passion that had never been ignited in her body!
"You...do you love me?"
When he was about to invade her body, she asked these words
His body stiffened and his movements stopped, "Does it mean that if I don't love you, it's better not to have you?"
He doesn't love her!
This realization chilled at least half of her warm blood.
"No!" She shook her head lightly, kissed him like he did just now, and murmured to him softly: "I am your concubine, even if you are destined to own the Three Palaces and Sixth Courtyard, you don't love me.
, it doesn’t matter, I understand.”
She has realized what kind of man she married! Her husband is destined to rule the world and be the king with three thousand beauties! In this case, how can she ask him to be the only one with her and fall in love with her? The king is inherently passionate.
Kind of, when they possess a woman, there is only lust but no love. Even if she still had a kind of innocence and hope at the beginning, she is now completely awake.
Somehow, her "no" aroused his anger, and he took possession of her almost roughly.
In order to punish her, he left a series of hickeys on her body that made her choke and choke...