Free Web NovelChapter 334: Chapter 334: Want to Say No? Too Late!
The roof of this Volkswagen sedan couldn’t be opened, but through the car window, Cecilia Vaughn saw the stars in the sky, so bright and twinkling, they were like the light emanating from the depths of one’s heart.
Cecilia laughed dazedly. She had drunk a small glass of red wine at The Majestic Grand Hotel, and now her almond-shaped eyes were slightly glazed, brewing a thin layer of drunkenness.
"Adrian, it’s just the two of us here, it’s wonderful..."
In the man’s astonished gaze, Cecilia smiled gently and climbed onto his shoulder, kissing Adrian Law on the lips...
People all said that Cecilia Vaughn, the eldest daughter of the Vaughn Family, was a beautiful wooden doll, beautiful but entirely without personality.
Even Tyson Law, who had been childhood friends with Cecilia, thought he knew her thoroughly. He often sighed to Fiona, saying, "Your sister is just a block of wood, too cold and rigid, devoid of any fun, not even a bit like you."
...
Yet, on this night of flickering lights, Cecilia suddenly wanted to be wanton once.
"Cecilia, what’s wrong with you, are you drunk?"
Adrian Law sensed something unusual about Cecilia’s emotions, but the little woman didn’t pay attention to his words. Her rosy lips moved downward, biting directly upon his Adam’s apple.
The movement was clumsy, yet fervently enthusiastic, forgetting everything else.
"Damn it..."
Adrian cursed lowly, his eyes dark, with an unusual fire burning on his extraordinarily handsome face.
"Cecilia, whatever the reason, you initiated this."
The man’s eyes, black as the deep sea, tightly fixed on the girl in his arms, pressing her onto the not-so-spacious seat.
This place was actually quite cramped, but to him, Cecilia was like a toxin carved into his bones, impossible to quit.
The man’s tongue explored aggressively, directly invading the girl’s lips. Unlike Cecilia’s clumsy attempts, his kisses were practiced and passionate, teasing and smoothing until she could barely breathe.
With the way he kissed, Cecilia almost suspected he would swallow her whole.
And the slightly calloused fingers of the man gradually pressed down along Cecilia’s thick winter down jacket.
Although Adrian’s palms were much warmer than Cecilia’s, the sudden intrusion still made her shiver.
The girl trembled as she lifted her head, her dense long lashes fluttering like butterfly wings, masking the fragmented starlight in her eyes.
"You—"
"Want to say no? Too late..."
The man chuckled somewhat mischievously, holding Cecilia’s weakened ankle, forcing her to embrace him passively.
Adrian originally thought that after Cecilia’s ears turned red, she would be somewhat hesitant.
But to Adrian’s surprise, Cecilia actually bit her lip corner, like a trembling yet boldly curious little deer, gradually approaching the distant wolf.
In the man’s infinitely amazed eyes, Cecilia’s slender, white fingers lightly reached for Adrian’s crocodile belt, seemingly about to pull it down—
...
Adrian’s pupils slightly dilated.
Before... Cecilia would never have done such a thing.
He knew Cecilia’s temperament. She was too thin-skinned, and although he occasionally teased her, he never forced her.
However, today...
The man lowered his face to Cecilia’s long, dark hair, his thin lips pressed together, his large hand capturing Cecilia’s hand, his violin-like voice flowing under the quiet starry sky.
"Cecilia, you really don’t have to force yourself to do these things."
"It’s not forced, Adrian... It’s of my own free will... I want to completely and utterly have you..."
Cecilia stubbornly shook her head, and under the moonlight of tonight, Adrian saw the sparkling moisture in her eyes.
Adrian was momentarily lost.
The string in his heart seemed to be gently plucked by someone.
Adrian was a bit hesitant about whether he should comfort her, but Cecilia’s actions were faster than his words. She stretched out her somewhat trembling hand and unbuttoned his shirt, button by button...
For many years in the past, her life was pale, barren, like a piece of uninspiring paper.
She had always believed she should live step by step, being a reserved, socially accepted good girl.
Until her engagement ceremony at eighteen, when the abruptly appearing son of a former director of Stellerton University, Young Master Trent, ruined her.
Her life collapsed completely.
She killed someone, served time, and even felt disgusted with any place that had been touched. In the eternal darkness of prison, Cecilia had once despaired, thinking there was no way out for her.
Actually... from then on, she was terrified of matters between men and women.
So before, she was often unwilling to initiate anything with Adrian, and even if it happened, it was always Adrian who took the first step.
In the first month of their marriage, she even slept in separate rooms from Adrian.
She didn’t know how couples in other families lived, but surely in normal households, it shouldn’t be like this.
It was Adrian who tolerated her, indulged her. He even said if she couldn’t cross that threshold, he wouldn’t force her.
...
Today, at The Majestic Springs Grand Hotel, Cecilia didn’t see exactly how Katherine North was hurt, but she could guess that if she hadn’t been alert, that could have been her fate.
"Adrian... I am very grateful to you, for helping me get out of the shadows... Although I know you don’t need these words, I really want to tell you."
Cecilia choked up for a moment, her tears turning into laughter, as she pressed Adrian’s hand against her heart.
"Adrian, can you hear my heartbeat?"
"What I’m doing today, it’s not just because I appreciate you, but because, I love you."
Adrian said, she was the only light in his life.
For her, wasn’t this man her light as well?
Adrian’s phoenix-like eyes slightly narrowed, the incredibly handsome face showing great agitation.
The man held Cecilia tightly in his arms.
"Cecilia, I will always protect you, and never let anyone harm you in the slightest."
"Mm, I know..."
Cecilia smiled sweetly, extending her hand domineeringly to embrace Adrian’s shoulder: "Adrian, I will also always protect you, and protect our home..."
Looking into each other’s eyes, even without any sentimental words, they understood each other’s hearts.
In this moment, it was forgotten who first kissed whose lips, who fervently caressed whose skin.
Cecilia’s beautiful eyes shimmered with passionate red, her hair flowing freely as she assertively took the lead, pressing down on the man’s waist.
She very clearly felt the astonishing heat of his body, and this time, she felt no struggle, no fear.
She embraced him, responding somewhat clumsily.
Rarely seeing his young wife so cooperative, Adrian chuckled softly.
"Good, look at me..."
He reached out, unfastened Cecilia’s sweater, discarded it onto the car seat floor for being cumbersome.
The man dominantly devoured the girl’s lips, his hands gradually moving downward...
