However, Nicole was somehow drained of all her strength now. Her legs were weak, and she could barely stand as the man's arms supported her weight.
'I'm so pathetic!’ Nicole secretly cursed herself.
Her heart was beating violently until Clayton’s warm lips gently pressed onto hers, then her heart seemed t o stop.
She still remembered the fatal feeling when she kissed Clayton for the first time.
It was happening again.
His touch was gentle, and he gave her enough time to adapt.
After the gentle peck, his kiss gradually grew more aggressive as he engulfed her lips and tongue as if he wanted to devour every inch of her.
Nicole was in a trance as she was dominated by him. Her mind had gone blank, and even her bones were tingling inside.
Her whole world became the deadly feeling that Clayton brought to her. She tried to resist it, but she became addicted instead.
The two of them were immersed in their own little world when a sudden sharp cry sounded, breaking the dimensional wall of this world.
"Ah-"
Lil Michael came out after taking a shower and changing his clothes to see this scene.
He could not accept it.
His eyes were filled with anger, disappointment, and bitter hatred for his father.
Nicole forcefully pushed Clayton away and saw Lil Michael standing not far away, glaring at them angrily.
She could not control her blush and racing heart at all. For a moment, she wanted to die from embarrassment.
Nicole bit her delicate red lips, glared at the man who started this mess, and turned to run back to her apartment.
This time, Clayton did not manage to pull her back.
He chuckled and stroked his lips. His eyes were as warm as a hot spring.
'Why does Little Miss Stanton blush so easily? It seems like I have to make her get used to it soon.'
Clayton collected his mood, turned around, and looked at Lil Michael.
"Stop screaming!” He rebuked.
Lil Michael immediately stopped screaming.
The boy was shaking with anger.
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