Chapter 68

Liam Sullivan captured Vivian Bennett's lips in a fierce kiss.

Her eyelashes trembled violently.

She pushed against him with all her strength.

Liam's large hands gripped her waist.

He held her firmly beneath him.

Vivian could not break free.

She frowned and pounded his chest.

Her fists landed on his solid muscles.

It felt like tickling him.

It only ignited a deeper desire within him.

Liam's kiss grew more intense.

His overwhelming masculine scent enveloped her.

Vivian nearly suffocated.

Fear washed over her like a tidal wave.

The nightmare of that night resurfaced.

Why was it always her?

Liam felt her resistance.

But his rationality had already been consumed by desire.

He urgently needed to relieve the burning heat inside him.

Besides, he would take responsibility for her.

Vivian's nerves were stretched to the breaking point.

Liam finally released her lips.

He buried his handsome face in her neck.

"Be good, or it will hurt."

Hearing the word "hurt," Vivian remembered that night in the limousine.

The memory of that heart-wrenching pain was still fresh.

"Please let me go," she pleaded with a sob.

Liam nibbled her earlobe, his voice hoarse. "You started this."

If she hadn't climbed into his car that night.

He would never have tasted such ecstasy.

Now, asking him to let go was impossible.

Vivian's breath hitched.

Her eyes filled with shock.

She started it?

How could that be?

He must have misunderstood.

Vivian wanted to explain.

But Liam's lips trailed down her neck.

Her body trembled involuntarily.

Her inexperienced body couldn't withstand such teasing.

"Give yourself to me, okay?" he murmured against her forehead, his voice rough.

Vivian gazed into his deep eyes.

Her heart pounded like a drum.

She was on the verge of surrendering.

Just then, the lounge door was suddenly pushed open.

"Brother, you... Ah..."

Isabella Sullivan burst in.

She screamed at the scene before her.

In her mind, her brother had always been indifferent to women.

Countless women had tried to climb into his bed without success.

Including herself.

She had even questioned his sexuality.

But how could she explain what she saw now?

Her brother had a woman pinned beneath him on the bed.

They were clearly about to...

Liam turned his head and glared coldly at his sister.

"Get out!" he commanded sharply.

Isabella hurriedly apologized. "Sorry, Brother. I didn't know you were busy..."

Her words said sorry, but her feet didn't move an inch.