Chapter 166

"I really don't know how!"

Vivian Bennett frowned helplessly, her red lips forming a slight pout. "Just tell me directly, what kind of kiss do you want?"

Before her words fully faded, Liam Sullivan's tall figure already loomed over her.

He held her slender waist with one hand, while the other braced against the wall beside her ear.

Vivian had no time to react before a warm sensation touched her lips.

Her mind buzzed, instantly going blank.

Only when he forcefully parted her teeth, his unique scent completely invading her senses, did she process it.

Vivian's eyes widened in disbelief.

As the kiss deepened, she felt an electric current surge through her entire body.

His kiss made her go weak all over, her fingertips trembling slightly.

After what felt like an eternity, Liam slowly released her.

"Kiss me back the way I just did," he commanded in a low, husky voice.

Vivian's cheeks instantly burned crimson.

So this was the kind of kiss he wanted.

This man was simply...

"I don't know how," she mumbled softly, lowering her head.

It wasn't that she didn't know how, but rather she felt too embarrassed.

She simply couldn't bring herself to make such a bold move.

Liam watched her, noting how even her ears had turned bright red. His gaze deepened.

"I'll teach you."

He patiently coaxed her, capturing her lips once more.

Vivian felt his scorching breath and unconsciously clenched his shirtfront.

She was forced to endure another deep, penetrating kiss from him.

A long time passed before Liam reluctantly released her, seemingly unsatisfied.

He rested his forehead against hers, his breathing hot. "Wait for me after work."

Vivian suddenly snapped back to reality.

He was agreeing to let her go to work.

Her heart leaped with joy.

She could finally escape him, at least temporarily.

She had just been worrying about how to push him away.

"Okay," she quickly agreed, sounding obedient.

"Keep eating."

Liam's eyes darkened. He suddenly pressed her back into the dining chair, issuing the command from his superior height.

Before she could react, he had already turned and strode away.

If not for considering her still-healing foot injury, he would have taken her right then.

Unable to bear making her uncomfortable now, he could only endure his own frustration.

Liam quickly headed towards the second-floor bathroom.

He urgently needed a cold shower to cool down.

The completely unaware Vivian waited in the dining room for a while.

Liam never returned.

Her stomach growled loudly with hunger.

She had only drunk a glass of milk in the morning, nowhere near enough to fill her up.

Faced with a table full of delicious food, she finally couldn't resist picking up her fork and knife.

Vivian took small bites of her sandwich.

By the time she had eaten and drunk her fill, Liam still hadn't appeared.