The man forcefully wrapped his arm around Cecilia Vaughn's waist, pressing the girl against the black Porsche 911.
Adrian Law appeared handsome and cold, as if he didn't care about anything; however, at this moment, the way he held the girl exuded a strong sense of possessiveness.
Their bodies were so closely entwined that they seemed inseparable. His lips descended without warning, continually drawing the sweetness from the girl's mouth.
"Cecilia, you are mine."
And can only be mine.
...
At the moment their lips met, the girl's body shivered unexpectedly as if electrified, making her blush and heat rise up in her ears.
So embarrassing!
She had never been so intimately involved with any man in front of so many people!
Yet Adrian Law gave her no time to think, pressing his broad back against her slender body, relentlessly claiming the girl's beauty.
He trapped her lips, tangled with her intensely, capturing her completely.
