Hanson trapped Vania against the door and kissed her impatiently.
His entire body burned when she called him her husband, and he couldn't suppress it any longer.
Sometime after, he finally let go of Vania, who was gasping for breath. He then said in a hoarse voice, "Baby, call me that one more time."
His voice was bewitching as he anxiously wished to hear those words again.
Vania wasn't a fool, and she knew she mustn't comply at times like this. If she did, he would swoop her up and finish her.
However, if she didn't do as he said, Hanson definitely wouldn't let go of her. So, in a mere instant, Vania thought of something.
She coaxed him in a quiet voice, "Let's wait until we get home." As if to prove that she meant it, she even cupped Hanson's head and planted a kiss on it.
Hanson's eyes were raging, but when he heard her say that, he swept a glance at their surroundings, which wasn't exactly the safest place. Hence, he could only suppress his urge.
"I'll just collect some interest for now. That's acceptable, right?"
Not caring if Vania agreed, he kissed her again.
Vania was really sweet, so much so that he almost felt sick in his throat. He wasn't willing to let go of her in the slightest.
Vania only felt that her breaths were getting labored. She struggled for a while before she managed to push Hanson away.
As she pouted with her slightly reddened lips, she said in dissatisfaction, "My lips are going to get swollen from all the kissing."
How would she go out in public, then?
She had an audition coming up as well. If everyone saw her like that, they would know what she had been doing—she'd shrivel up and die in embarrassment.
However, Hanson hadn't had enough. Seeing her pouting lips, his body was on fire again. Her lips, which had turned red from the kiss, were especially alluring to him.
When he saw her grumbling gaze, he wanted to just bully her a little.
He was about to make another move when Vania stopped him. "Do you want me to ignore you completely?"
Vania's tone was threatening, and she seemed to be really angry.
Hanson looked at her upset face, then reluctantly let go of her. They had all the time in the world, after all.
However, he still secretly found it funny. He wasn't a kid anymore, but one word from her could make him lose control. He really needed to up his game.
"Let's go," Hanson said. If they continued staying there, he couldn't guarantee that he would continue being a gentleman.
As for Yvonne, who was outside, she was still staring at the door.
As far as she remembered, Hanson had never lost himself to this extent before.
What magic did Vania hold? How did she manage to retain Hanson's gaze and make him go crazy for her?
As she imagined what was going on in the lounge, she got more nervous as time ticked on. She feared that Vania would really sully Hanson right there.
Just then, the door opened. When she saw the people emerging, she finally let out a sigh of relief. Only five minutes had passed. Nonetheless, it was quite a long time for her already.
As soon as Hanson went out, he saw Yvonne looking at the door while deep in thought. He didn't know what she was thinking about, though. He frowned slightly. "Why are you still here?"
There was a questioning tone in his voice, and he wasn't too satisfied with her behavior right now.
When Yvonne noticed that Hanson had taken the initiative to talk to her, she immediately smiled. However, because of the awkward situation, her smile was a little stiff. "Oh, I forgot something, so I'm going back to get it."
She came up with a random excuse, not daring to look Hanson in the eye.
However, her gaze fell upon Vania's slightly swollen lips, which were an eyesore to her. An unspeakable sourness invaded her heart.
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