Sweet Mischief’s Rollercoaster Romance novel Chapter 534

Molly's resistance only made Chad's kisses more relentless.

The hickeys on her neck were finally starting to fade, but Chad, with mischievous intent, trailed his lips lower, tugging at the collar of her shirt. "Stop it, Chad, no more kissing—ah, Chad!"

His lips had found their mark, and Molly realized her neck was a sensitive spot. Every time Chad's warm, moist lips touched her, she'd go weak at the knees, powerless to resist.

She wasn't the only one who'd noticed—Chad had mastered this art.

Not until he'd planted several new "roses" did Chad lift his head to look at the girl beneath him who had ceased to struggle.

Her hair was a mess, her cheeks flushed, lips blood-red, and her beautiful eyes blazed with anger. "Had your fill yet?"

Chad stood up and pulled Molly to her feet alongside him, worried that if he continued, he might truly cross her red line. "Molly, I called you here because I wanted to ask—what does your dad like? And what about your brother and sister-in-law?"

Molly knew exactly what Chad meant by that; he intended to visit her family to ask for her hand in marriage.

"I don't know."

Chad looked at the sulking girl and threatened, "Then I'll just pick out gifts and show up on my own."

"Hey, slow down, will you? I just wrapped things up with the Byrnes for you, can't you let me enjoy my break in peace?"

"I'm in a hurry to marry you," Chad said, locking eyes with Molly.

Molly froze, unable to meet Chad's gaze any longer. She got up, saying, "Your hurry won't help."

She escaped to the bathroom, pulling her sweater high to hide her neck from view, no longer brushing her teeth in disgust but instead hiding the evidence of their encounter.

As she left the hotel room, she warned Chad, "Kiss me one more time, and I'll delay talking to my family by a day."

Molly realized she had become a willing victim to Chad's advances. She turned and left the hotel.

Waiting for the elevator, Chad stood by her side.

Molly shifted away from him, trying to put some distance between them. Chad just chuckled softly, remaining silent.

Downstairs, Chad went to fetch his car when he noticed street vendors selling sugar cane again. He turned to Molly, "Want some?"

"No thanks," she pouted.

Chad didn't listen. He bought a stick, cut it into pieces, and got back into the car with it.

"I said I didn't want any!" Molly protested again.

Ignoring her, Chad started peeling the sugar cane right there in the car.

Molly insisted, "Even if you finish it, I won't have any."

Once Chad had finished, he looked at Molly, who was still visibly upset. "You sure you don't want any?"

She turned her face away, "I said I don't want it."

Chad took a bite beside her, "Mmm, it must've rained a lot this year; it's sweeter than before."

Molly covered her neck, glancing at Chad, "Just drive me home, will you?"

Chad handed her the sugar cane, "Hold this, I'll just throw away the trash and then we'll go."

He stepped out briefly, and in that moment, Molly sneaked a bite and was surprised, "Wow, it really is sweet this year."