Chapter 18


    Yvette flipped over and pressed herself onto Wilson. Her slender fingers firmly gripped his tie as she


    spoke arrogantly, “Tell me. Who’s going to punish whom?”


    He was actually pinned down by a youngdy. Wilson’s eyes darkened in an instant. His Adam’s


    apple bobbed as he said hoarsely, “You’re quite wild.”


    “Behave!”


    Sensing his resistance, Yvette tightened her grip on his tie, as if punishing him for his disobedience.


    Then, she lowered her head and bit down


    hard on his corbone.


    Willson let out a muffled groan. His voice was low and husky, exuding an indescribable sexiness.


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    Hearing his groan, Yvette raised her chin and looked down at him proudly. “Are you going to


    behave?”


    Being bitten by a youngdy while pinned down, and being asked if he’d behave, Wilson couldn’t


    help but clench his jaw. The coldness and restraint in his eyes disappeared, reced by a touch of


    wickedness.


    Hisrge hands suddenly tightened around her waist. In the next moment, their positions reversed


    Yvette, who had been in control, now found herself pinned beneath him. She blinked her drunken


    eyes, clearly still not fully aware of the situation.


    Wilson leaned down toward her. His warm breath sprayed onto her earlobes, further confusing her


    already


    Not giving her time to process, V foggy mind.


    “Have I been too lenient with you?”


    He swallowed noticeably, and his captivating eyes held a deep, intense gaze. As he firmly grasped


    her, he radiated a sense of danger.


    Yvette’s hazy gaze fell on his cor, where his button had been loosened due to their struggle. His


    delicate corbones were revealed.


    Therge bite mark on his corbone, coupled with his handsome face, added an extrayer of


    allure.


    “Where are you looking?”


    Yvette blinked innocently, already feeling drowsy. “So annoying. I don’t feel good…” Yvette


    murmured while shifting her body slightly. But as soon as she moved, a pair ofrge hands tightly


    held her waist.


    Wilson’s breathing changed. His deep eyes were now tinted with desire. “Don’t move.”


    Yvette let out a soft whimper, then rolled over and fell asleep, looking very peaceful


    “Damn it.”


    Wilson’s throat twitched as he forcibly suppressed the surging heat at his crotch. After tucking her


    in, he strode into the bathroom with long


    strides.


    Soon, the sound of dripping water filled the bathroom.


    The next moming, Yvette frowned at the unfamiliar surroundings after waking up. She tried to


    remember what happenedst night, but she couldn’t recall anything.


    “Wake up and drink the hangover soup first, or you’ll have a headacheter.” Wilson’s deep and


    pleasant voice sounded from the doorway. The moment Yvette saw Wilson, the guarded look in her


    beautiful eyes dissipated. “Where is this? Why am 11


    am I here?”


    “This is my home,” Wilson answered her questions calmly. His captivating eyes seemed to smile as


    he looked at her. “Looks like you’ve forgotten everything that happenedst night.”


    “Yeah.” Yvette nodded and answered honestly, “I really don’t remember anything fromst night.”


    “Then let me help you remember.”