Chapter 1657 - 1656: Fatal

Chapter 1657: Chapter 1656: Fatal

Eva Nightingale was instantly wrapped up in Lucas Knight’s hormones.

Deadly!

Seriously deadly!!!

With other women, his kisses always left some room to resist, but this kiss was pure, textbook dominance, the kind that didn’t give her a shred of space to fight back.

It wasn’t that she didn’t want to resist, it was that her body simply stopped listening to her; the second he forced that kiss on her, she went completely weak.

The man who’d just pulled away, still not quite satisfied, stared at her flushed lips for two seconds, and the ascetic darkness in his eyes slowly sparked into flames again. He grabbed the little woman’s slim waist, and his lips pressed down on hers once more.

"Mmph····· Crown Prince! Crown Prince, what are you doing!!!"

This is the garden!

The garden, Crown Prince!

Lucas Knight’s body was insanely good, and in certain areas he was unspeakably strong; she’d personally experienced that. Cough cough.

He couldn’t seriously be planning to punish her out here, right?

"No, Lucas·····"

"Crown Prince, I’m begging you, please let go of me. If someone sees you like this it’ll be so bad!" What about her Miss image, huh.

"Mm? You me what?"

"Crown Prince!!!"

"Mm?" His eyes went dark, narrowing slightly. "One more chance, little thing. What did you just call me?"

"Crown···· hus···· husband······ Mr. Husband!!" She finally caught on. "Husband, mm, I can’t take it anymore!"

"Good, very good girl." He indulgently released her, then switched tactics, scooping her up in a princess carry. "We’re going back to sleep."

Sleep?

She reached out and poked his rock-hard muscles. "Who’s sleeping with you?!!" She so was not.

"Husband, I do not believe you’re just going to ’sleep’."

Lucas Knight lowered his eyes. "Mm? Baby, then how do you want to sleep? Hm?"

His lips leaned right to the woman’s ear, breathing out heat, downright seductive.

"No, sleep separately·····" If they slept together, she wouldn’t be able to get out of bed tomorrow. By then, cough cough····

"We sleep together..." Lucas Knight was utterly overbearing.

The truth was, Lucas Knight carried Eva Nightingale straight back to his own room.

He threw the little woman directly onto the white king-size bed, then stood gentlemanly at the bedside, fingers working at the belt of his bathrobe.

He curled his lips into a smile. "Baby, I’m coming········"

The bathrobe fell...

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On the other side, after Harry North got Lucas Knight’s call, he immediately took the brothers and headed out to pick up Charlotte Knight.

"Assistant Harry, we’ve arrived."

"Mm. Leave half the men here to wait. I’ll take the rest up to find Miss." Harry North got out of the car, striding off with a serious face and his men in tow.

Who knew that as soon as they reached the hotel, they’d hear a crowd talking utter trash: "Wow, that woman is shameless····· got drunk and just grabbed some random man to fool around with in the lounge."

"Exactly, exactly, bitch in heat. Sees a man and practically throws herself at him, tearing his clothes off. She’s like a real-life cheap slut, totally unworthy of being called a rich Miss!!"

The women’s words got nastier and nastier, the sarcasm piling on. They didn’t care this was a public place, they were talking like street riffraff.

"Tsk tsk, wonder if she’ll even be able to walk tomorrow. Messing around with that many men, if I were her, I’d be way too embarrassed to show my face!!!"

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