My Billionaire Husband (Vivian and Morris) novel Chapter 199

The uncomfortable words were by and large the boldest Morris had heard in years.

If it were anyone else, they would have become a wisp of death in hell.

But she, Vivian, was really emboldened by Morris’ fondness.

The man's sharp eyes were slightly narrowed, bursting with danger, "Vivian!"

"What's with the shouting? Morris, I'm telling you, I feel insulted that you're calling my name right now. You'd better ......"

She was still cursing with abandon, yet the words were only half spoken before the man sealed them with a kiss.

Vivian's head rested on the dashboard of the motorcycle, her eyes wide and incredulous as she looked at Morris, "God ...... get lost ......"

Being forcefully kissed by him, Vivian's heart ignited with a burning anger, always feeling as if she was taken advantage of.

Despite the familiar masculine scent that lingered on her nostrils as his slightly cool lips touched hers.

That scent was so familiar, as if in a dream and as if it existed every day, that it made her heart's anger inexplicably reduce quite a bit.

But ......

What the hell, how could she be so familiar with the scent on Morris?

Was this man taking advantage of her every day while she slept? How else could she be so used to it that it felt so natural?

The anger that had just subsided surged up again, and she struggled to reach out her hand and slap Morris again in anger, yet the man had already expected her to strike him, his hand free of the handlebars and clutching her wrist directly, rising up and gazing at her with cold eyes, "What, are you addicted to hitting me?"

"You are so shameless ...... "

As Vivian had just cursed, Morris snapped his head down, his sexy lips once again covering her soft red lips and biting them.

Instantly, blood seeped into his lips and a fishy-sweet taste came up.

"That hurts, Morris, are you a dog? How dare you bite me!"

Vivian was furious, shoving him away and raising her foot to kick him in the face, the man reacted swiftly and leaned back to avoid her strike.

But the strike of a kick was just a false move, her real purpose was to get off the motorcycle, and run away without looking back.

That hasty back, as if there was a vicious dog behind her.

Morris straightened up and pursed his lips, gazing at her as she ran away, his lips curling up in a curve, "Heh."

Smiling from the bottom of his heart, he shook his head helplessly, stopped on the acelerator, and went straight on his way.

She was angry at the moment, and Morris didn't want to find fault.

She was the one who beat him!

At one time, he was most unable to accept a woman's unreasonable behavior, but now he felt that such Vivian was different, adding a few ripples to his peaceful life.

After running for a few steps, Vivian stopped only when she saw Morris ride away on his motorcycle.

Before walking for a while, a car stopped beside her, and Trent, who was sitting on the passenger seat, lowered the window, "Miss Mond, get in, we'll take you back."

"Okay."

As long as it wasn't Morris’ car, it was fine to take anyone's car, "Trent, it's still you who's nice."

She said as she pulled open the door and got in.

Trent responded, "Thank you, Miss Mond."

It was an order from his Boss? It was in the wilderness, he would not leave Vivian here.