Love Coming from the Least Expected

Chapter 29

Love Coming from the Least Expected Chapter 29

―I‘m tired. Let‘s sleep!ǁ Christopher said as he warmed my other foot before he lifted the quilt to cover both of us and closed his eyes. I knew he didn‘t want to continue the topic that I had started earlier. Yet, I wasn‘t going to run away again. I turned and looked at him seriously while saying, ―I only went to the bar because my emotions got the best of me. I didn‘t think I would meet you there or that we would end up this way. But I can‘t be someone who‘s as lowly and shameless as him. I‘m sorry.ǁ I apologized to Christopher because he really treated me like a queen. Nevertheless, he was a playboy – a man who‘d constantly be surrounded by many women. Thus, I didn‘t think that his life would experience any significant changes without me. As for me, I was still Lyle‘s wife at the end of the day. Therefore, I didn‘t intend to cause trouble before I divorced him. To top it off, Crystal was back. I had a feeling that her return would complicate things and make me suffer greater. Consequently, I would have to think about how to face these upcoming difficulties

coming my way. ―So, I think it‘s best if we-ǁ I noticed his expression turning gloomy as if there were dark clouds hovering

above him. For a moment I thought he would leave the room. However, he turned around and plastered his lips onto mine, stopping me from saying anything further. ―You-ǁ I tried to break free from his grasp, but he was too strong. He had one arm firmly wrapped around me while placing the other at the back of my head with his fingers running wildly in my hair. The man was kissing me hungrily as if he wanted to devour me. He noticed I was trying to speak, so he bit me hard on the lip. I began to tear out of pain and was on the verge of crying. Noticing that, he quickly brought his lips to my eyes and licked the tears off the corners of my eyes. As soon as his lips left mine, I took the chance to gasp for air before he kissed me once again. His tongue was as flexible as a snake, for he explored every part of my mouth. I finally gave up resisting him and rested on his body to catch my breath after that. My brain was fuzzy and could not recall a single thing that was on my mind earlier. Christopher picked up his cigarette case that was placed by the bedside and lighted one stick before smoking silently. I could see his dark eyes looking downwards through the white smoke. To my surprise, he seemed to be upset. Was it because of what I said? This thought merely appeared for a split second before it disappeared. Nah… it can‘t be. I‘m not that attractive or

charming to make a guy like him head over heels for me. I‘m just a woman that even my own husband loathed. ―Christopher, perhaps we should…ǁ I was determined to continue the conversation once again. One might say that I was very stubborn at times, especially when it was something that I had decided; I would not stop until I had achieved my goal. For example, I believed it was purely bad luck being married to Lyle. Ever since I was a child, I had always been a coward, and everything I had insisted on never ended well. But as soon as I opened my mouth to speak, Christopher leaned in and placed his lips on mine. He also deliberately huffed the smoke into my mouth. Inhaling it accidentally, I began to choke. Thus, he took this chance to slip his tongue into my mouth. My mind went blank from his kisses. I was confused about what was going on. When I came to my senses, I realized he had lighted yet another cigarette. I pondered for a while to consider if I should continue the topic. However, this time, he made the first move. He puffed a mouthful of smoke and placed a finger on his lips. It was an indication to keep quiet as he raised his eyebrows and stared deeply into my eyes. ―Shhh, don‘t say a word and kiss me!ǁ I was unable to say a word the entire night. Whenever I tried to speak, Christopher would plant his lips against Content © NôvelDrama.Org.

mine, and the cycle would repeat again. The man gave me no chance to even speak about it. Yet, every time he pulled away from the kiss, he would ask me what was on my mind. In the end, I passed out in embarrassment from his passionate kisses.