Chapter 98 - 101: Young Master Lu Flees in Defeat
Chapter 98: Chapter 101: Young Master Lu Flees in Defeat
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Lily Gray was shocked by Aidan Lucas’s words on the spot.
Seeing the woman’s red face and obvious shock, Aidan Lucas couldn’t help but lean down and kiss her lips.
“Are you scared now, huh?”
“How could you…?”
Lily’s big, peach blossom eyes blinked several times.
She watched as Aidan Lucas’s handsome face approached her, and as his slightly cool lips landed on hers, her own lips opened involuntarily.
Her shoulders were gently embraced by him, and she could feel him prying open her lips. Lily Gray’s body stiffened completely.
She didn’t know why Aidan Lucas suddenly became so… passionate?!
They had been intimate before, but most of those times were during sex.
He would suddenly lean down and seal her lips, smothering all her breath between their lips.
But now, despite just having a normal conversation, he suddenly kissed her with such devotion.
Aidan Lucas’s kiss grew more and more domineering, more and more irresistible.
As the kiss went on, Lily Gray couldn’t help but tightly grip his strong arm.
This kiss should have been the same as all the others, but the more he kissed her, the more she could sense the difference.
Lily Gray was kissed senseless by Aidan Lucas, his aggressive kiss almost sucking her soul out.
Only when her lips became numb did Aidan Lucas reluctantly pull away.
Lily Gray lay in bed, her eyes hazy from the fierce kiss.
He towered over her, taking in her misty peach blossom eyes, her pink face, and her tear-filled expression.
The repressed feelings surged again as she stirred them up.
Damn it.
Muttering under his breath, he leaned down and kissed her tempting cherry lips again.
“Aidan Lucas… I’m already like this, do you still want to…?” Lily Gray felt her face turn red and looked down, embarrassed.
He murmured softly, “Can you let go?”
Lily lightly pushed him but couldn’t move him.
“I won’t let go, let me kiss you again,” he whispered reassuringly. “1 won’t take advantage of a sick person.”
Aidan Lucas comforted her, his movements noticeably slower than before.
This time, the kiss needed to be more restrained.
He kissed gently, bit by bit, and Lily Gray found it increasingly difficult to control her breathing.
She gradually softened in his arms, her pale face flushing pink from the aftermath of her illness.
His kiss was unrestrained yet torturous, wearing down her last shred of reason with its dominance.
In the blink of an eye, she raised her hands in surrender, unable to withstand him any longer.
Fortunately, the man above her still had some sense left.
With her current condition, kissing was the most she could handle.
He couldn’t continue further.
Aidan Lucas got up, trying hard to steady his breathing.
At this moment, Lily Gray was completely oxygen-deprived, lying half-dazed on the hospital bed, and practically at his mercy.
He looked down at her.
Her fluffy hair scattered messily on the pillow, her peach blossom eyes intoxicated and dazed, her lips red from his kisses emitting a deadly beauty.
He couldn’t look anymore.
Aidan Lucas took a deep breath, helped her tidy up the hospital gown he had messed up earlier, covered her with a blanket, and then got up.
“I’ll come back to see you later, you rest first.”
Leaving those words behind, Aidan Lucas left the ward without looking back.
For some reason, as she watched his retreating figure, Lily Gray suddenly thought of the phrase “fleeing in panic..”