Chapter 471
Hannah advanced boldly, slipping her arm firmly across the male escort's shoulder. Her mouth opened faintly, prepared to press a kiss upon the male escort.
Right as their mouths nearly touched, a hand darted forward, seizing Hannah's wrist with force. At the same time, another arm locked around her waist, dragging her violently aside.
Hannah gasped, her frame jerked suddenly away from the male escort, colliding into a sturdy and unmistakable chest. She instantly recognized Vincent.
Vincent's expression was grim and menacing, exuding a frozen menace.
Hannah seemed to regain a flicker of composure, irritation flaring at the interruption. She writhed faintly,muttering, "Why are you here?"
Vincent's arm clamped tighter around her waist. She actually questioned his presence? Heaven alone knew his pulse nearly halted when he witnessed that scene-their lips almost connecting.
Vincent's frosty eyes cut toward the male escort, brimming with naked hostility and threat.
The male escort trembled under that stare, retreating instinctively, not daring to step forward.
Vincent redirected his gaze, fastening on Hannah, who still tried wrenching free from his hold. "Weren't you supposed to be drinking? Why are you flirting with men?"
Hannah deflected the conversation. "You scared away my man! Compensate me for that!"
"Compensate you?" Vincent choked back his fury,leaning in, his striking features brushing near, his heated breath grazing her skin. "Fine, I'll compensate you!"
Before his words sank in, he dropped his head, capturing her slightly parted lips.
After a heartbeat of shock, Hannah yielded, answering the kiss with reckless hunger and unrestrained fire.
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Her eager response instantly fanned Vincent's craving further. Their mouths locked with greater urgency and force.
As their breathing tangled in disorder, Hannah gasped, her searing lips grazing Vincent's ear. Her breath was tinged with alcohol. "Want to have sex?"
That brazen invitation snapped the last shred of Vincent's restraint. His eyes darkened with intense desire,his Adam's apple moving vigorously. With a guttural sound, he roughly lifted her into his arms, striding toward the nearest hotel to secure a presidential suite.
They wasted not a moment; the door slammed, their bodies entwined in frenzy.
Hannah acted with startling initiative, nearly feral in her urgency, clawing his back with sharp nails. Her voice whispered again and again, "Faster, faster."
Vincent answered every demand with full strength.
Amid the intoxicating pleasure, a flicker of suspicion pierced his mind-she didn't appear to be indulging in the pleasure of their intimacy, but rather to bury some unspoken burden.
At dawn, Vincent rested sideways, propping his head with one arm, watching Hannah's sleeping form beside him.
"Stop staring at me." Hannah's groggy tone broke the silence, her eyes still closed.
Vincent's mouth curved faintly. "When did you wake?"
Hannah's eyes slowly opened, their clarity evident."Just now."
Vincent's brow arched with quiet amusement. "Just woke up? Then how did you know I'd been staring?"
Hannah gave no reply and only cast him a look before rolling away, her back to him.
Vincent's gaze dimmed faintly. He slid his arm over her shoulder from behind, placing a soft yet possessive kiss there. His tone dropped low, laced with temptation and probing. "Want another round?"
Hannah's figure stiffened slightly. She didn't turn back. Her words were steady yet coldly detached."About last night..."
Vincent's arm tightened, pulling her closer, his chin resting atop her hair. "Last night, you took the initiative;you need to own up to last night."
Hannah abruptly pushed upright. Her eyes carried no warmth, only cool reason. "I was drunk, my judgment clouded. You were sober enough to reject me."
Vincent rose as well, his sculpted torso bared to the chilled air. He looked at Hannah, so intent on distance,his stare heavy, his voice tinged with hurt anger. "Reject you? How could I reject when you clung to me,kissing and biting?"