Slowly Falling into His Love Trap-Chapter 99: Desperate to Have Her
The unexpected kiss left Evelyn Morgan even more dazed, but the dangerous masculine aura constantly reminded her that if she remained confused, more irreversible things would happen next.
She couldn’t spare a thought on how Caden Lockwood knew she was in the wardrobe, using all her strength trying to push him away, but he remained unmoved, claiming her lips as if she naturally belonged to him.
He was not gentle at all, kissing her so hard that her mouth hurt, even her breath was dominated by him.
And he wasn’t satisfied with just the kiss on her lips, his hands gradually became very unruly.
Every hair on Evelyn Morgan’s body stood up, every cell constructing her body rejected, reacting strongly as she swung her little fists pounding on Caden Lockwood’s back.
The muscles were densely packed, hitting until her hand hurt, he still showed no intention of letting her go.
The hot kiss shifted downward, and the large shadow covering her face moved with it, air and light returned to her world, yet they also bore his imprint.
"Uncle, please, let go of me, don’t touch me!" she cried out in a panic-stricken shout.
"Don’t touch you?" Caden Lockwood’s eyes narrowed.
"You are my wife, is it wrong for me to touch my own wife?" As he replied, he indulged in this tempting and delectable enjoyment.
This is his home, his place of control, from the moment she stepped in, he knew, he intended for her to come and never leave!
"Not voluntarily!" she shouted, her voice hoarse, "Even if we have a marriage certificate, if I’m unwilling, I can still accuse you, accuse you... of marital... rape..."
The final word "rape," she couldn’t bring herself to say it.
She shifted her gaze, didn’t even dare to look at him, her rabbit-like panic making her even more enticing to taste.
As if hearing a very funny joke, Caden Lockwood’s lips slightly curved, shifting his focus from the pride on her chest back to her face.
Climbing back to her lips, he spoke hoarsely with his magnetic voice, "Why don’t you ask around, see which lawyer dares to take your lawsuit request?"
Evelyn Morgan’s whole body shook like a sieve, her face pale without a trace of blood, her big eyes filled with terror, and deep-seated disgust.
Caden Lockwood’s self-esteem was severely hit.
Countless women lined up eagerly hoping he’d give them a glance, there was even a woman outside doing everything possible to climb into his bed.
Yet the woman beneath him was troubled, angry, and resisting simply because he wanted her?
If she wasn’t meant for him, why would God create such a woman that he desperately wants?
Playing tricks on him?
"So what if you’re rich and powerful?" Evelyn murmured, tears gleaming in her eyes, "Does being rich and powerful mean you can force someone to marry you, force someone to sleep with you?"
"Force?" Caden Lockwood’s dark eyes slightly narrowed, splitting out a terrifying cold light, "It seems you forget, you signed a contract with me."
He half restrained and half indulged the surging heat within, gazing down at her delicate face, endowed with panic and chaos, unbelievably beautiful.
His fingers where they touched seemed electrified, causing her whole body to shiver in waves.
Something hard pressed against her, her scalp tingled, the entire room was filled with danger she couldn’t bear to linger in.
Wanting to forcefully escape felt like an impossible task.
She quickly ran through her mind, calling on all her brain cells for a way out.
She couldn’t let him claim her body again!
"You are my ’domestic utility agent,’ you won’t deny that, right?" Caden Lockwood’s gentle voice sounded like coaxing.
She looked at him, weakly afraid to speak.
In such a situation, she clearly knew every step ahead was a trap.
"Don’t understand what it means?" His finger pads caressed her pretty little face, parting his lips, "At home... used for sleeping..."
