Trouble in Paradise



Chapter 0602

Everything in Coral Villa remained unchanged. I hadn't been forgetful to that extent. I still remembered those days when I stayed by Nicholas' side, feeling at peace with it all.

At that time, I thought, "What's the big deal if I stay with him for the rest of my life?"

We had already found some kind of balance between us. In a situation where both of us acted freely, we still managed to live together. The relationship was delicate, but not entirely unacceptable.

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Suddenly, I felt a strong pressure on the back of my head, and in the next second, a handsome face quickly filled my vision. Nicholas lowered his head and kissed me.

I was stunned by the wet warmth of his lips. I didn't even react at first. I even had no idea why this kiss was happening...

I pushed against his chest, trying to break free. But he easily held both of my wrists. With his eyes closed, he kissed me deeply, ignoring my struggles.

For a moment, all that was left between us was the ambiguous sound of swallowing.

His body pressed against mine, and soon we were both sweating. He was like a wolf, exploring uncharted territory, only focused on going deeper, further...

His movements were both dominant and lingering.

It had been years since we'd been that intimate. The long-suppressed desire was easily stirred by his touch. My vision blurred, and I could barely breathe from the intensity of the kiss. Before long, my limbs started to feel weak. He liked to kiss while his thumb gently massaged the soft flesh between my earlobe and neck, knowing exactly where the "switch' was. As long as he indulged me there, he could get whatever he wanted.

Along with the desire came fear. His familiar touch made everything feel as if it had happened yesterday.

I swore I wouldn't let myself fall again. But when he held me so tightly, even my attempts to struggle became so faint they were almost nonexistent.

Just as I was about to lose consciousness, Nicholas' tongue probed into my mouth again. I bit him hard, and he finally let go of me as if he had just woken up from a dream.

Almost without a pause, I raised my hand and slapped him hard across the face. I was too weak to even curse. I could only glare at him fiercely, panting.

Nicholas was stunned before realizing what had happened. He grabbed my hand and rubbed it in his palm. "It doesn't hurt me. Don't hurt your hand."

I felt a wave of grievance and glared at him, my breath still uneven as I spoke in broken words. "Nicholas, you can't even do the simplest thing-respect me by not touching me. What else can you do?"

Nicholas looked at me in confusion, as if a bucket of cold water had been poured over his enthusiasm, from head to toe.

"You didn't resist when I hugged you. When I mentioned the time we kissed in the snow, I thought you also missed the past. I thought you were giving me a chance..."

I shoved him away forcefully and said coldly, "You're insane. How dare you think of such things!"

Nicholas' lips trembled. The feeling of going from extreme pleasure to being extremely rejected was like riding a roller coaster. His heart couldn't take it, and he felt like he was suffocating.

I was also a little out of control, and I didn't even care about my image. I wiped my lips frantically with my sleeve.

A dull sound suddenly broke the tension between us. I tumed around and saw a small figure running away, and a storybook lying open on the ground...