Chapter 8
Marina, who was already feeling quite cold, subconsciously pressed herself against it.
Simon was just lying on the bed when he noticed the difference. He then hastily lifted the quilt.
A delicate and frail woman was now lying firmly on his chest.
The slender fingers even moved along the hem of his shirt and found their way inside.
The cold sensation made Simon gasp slightly. Meanwhile, the woman on top of him was very satisfied with the hot temperature, and her palm went up even more.
Regaining his senses, Simon clasped her hand.
A chill flashed in his dark eyes.
“It’s cold…” The woman lying on top of him seemed a bit dissatisfied with his actions.
She muttered softly.
The voice was mingled with nasal sounds.
It made Simon feel inexplicably familiar.
He then leaned over to turn on the bedside lamp.
However, the woman on top of him suddenly pushed him back onto the bed with force.
This time, it was even more reckless than before.
She pressed her head into his chest and rubbed it.
The black hair slid across Simon’s chest, making him feel a sense of itchiness.
This feeling was a bit tingly and stirred the very softness of his heart.
Simon’s body subconsciously became tightened up.
His dark eyes looked even deeper in the dark night.
After Marina noticed that the heater was finally at peace, she let out a sigh of satisfaction.
This sound instantly evoked a memory that was left deeply on Simon’s body.
He then lifted his hand and grabbed the waist of the woman on top of him.
This sensation of the touch was just like what he had been looking for!
“Has Gavin found her already?” he thought.
Simon’s eyes instantly flashed a few shades. He took the initiative and held the woman’s waist tightly and then, he flipped their positions over with one motion.
He was now on top of her.
The room was not lit. Simon could not see the face of the woman underneath him clearly.
He could only make out a hazy outline by the starlight coming through the window.
But it overlapped with the blurry face in his memory.
Chapter S
When he woke up a year ago, she was no longer there.
He was drugged at that time and was barely conscious, so he only got a rough idea of what she looked like.
Still, his hands remembered her…
“Little thing, I’ve finally found you…” Simon’s eyes seemed to be burned as he stared at the woman beneath him.
He then leaned down and kissed the side of the red lips that had haunted him.
His movements were domineering and brutal.
It was as if the beast that had been lurking for a long time had finally found its desired prey.
Marina had been sleeping very comfortably but suddenly felt something blocking her lips.
It disturbed her breathing.
Her delicate eyebrows were furrowed, and she stretched out her hands to push away the nasty thing.
But when she raised her hands, they were roughly pinned above her head.
The man’s movements also became more reckless.
The pajamas on the body were gently untied.
The collar slid down, revealing the delicate and fair shoulders.
Simon breathed heavily and opened his mouth to bite on that shoulder.
The sleeping Marina let out a m*** grunt.
A beautiful arc was soon formed on the neck.
Simon’s throat instantly tightened.
When he was about to bite the tempting neck, there was a sudden knock at the door.
“Miss? Are you okay?”
Simon’s movements stopped instantly.
Miss?
Simon lowered his eyes and looked at the woman underneath him.
“Miss, it seems like someone just broke in. Are you okay there?” The person outside did not get a response, so he asked again.
Simon’s brows furrowed even more.
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