She was placed entirely upon his lap.
For some reason, this time she felt his presence was extremely oppressive, something she had never felt before.
Alexander Kingsley was angry!
As she was pondering, she suddenly felt a chill on her body; he had torn her dress open, his lips biting into her skin, giving her no chance to resist.
The man's kisses were purely punitive on her skin, just like that, restricting her without any reason, forcibly taking...
"Mmm, what are you doing?"
"Still want to break up?" he asked her with a few words spilling from his lips.
"Yes." They must break up. Who told him to say he likes someone else, and to take such a long phone call? When she heard that, her heart was aching so much, and then he had the nerve to make her this angry tonight. Of course, they must break up. Why keep him if they're not breaking up?
