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He suddenly grasped her shoulders and pinned her against the wall, confining her within his arms. His voice was
low and stern as he warned, “Marissa, don’t think about marrying anyone else but me.”
Though she hadn't considered marrying Everett, Marissa disliked being commanded, even by Connor.
Irritated, she said firmly, “We're divorced. We have no connection anymore. Who | marry is my business, not
yours.”
Connor's expression grew even darker. “So, you really want to marry Everett?”
Marissa snorted dismissively, tilting her chin up proudly, neither confirming nor denying.
To Connor, her attitude seemed like yet another implicit confirmation. He pressed his lips together, his gaze
intense, almost as if he wanted to consher.
Most would find such an intense stare intimidating, but Marissa wasn’t one to back down. She held his gaze
defiantly, challenging his power.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtThis confrontation ended with Connor kissing her forcefully, completely enveloping her with his intense presence.
Marissa had experienced Connor's unexpected kisses before, each imbued with a certain stealthy intensity. Yet,
today’s kiss transcended all previous encounters, brimming with a fervor that bordered on aggression. Each
connection of their lips was profound, as if he sought to consher whole—lips, tongue, and all.
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Occasionally, his teeth grazed her painfully. Each ta sharp pain sparked her to recoil, Connor's grip would
tighten. He drew her in closer, as if he wished to fuse her very essence with his.
This overwhelming torrent of affection and domineering possessiveness washed over her, unmistakable in its
intensity.
Marissa, ever the skilled combatant, had always believed that her fighting skills either matched or exceeded
Connor's. They had never put this to the ultimate test, leaving a shroud of uncertainty between them. Today,
however, a creeping doubt whispered to her that perhaps, in a real contest, she would falter against his superior
strength.
Their history of forced kisses was long, and despite their marriage and previous encounters, Marissa had never
grown to appreciate being kissed without her consent. Each forceful press of his lips sparked an instinctual
pushback, a drive to resist.
But her resistance seemed almost futile. Against his steadfast resolve, she was like a feather against a boulder.
His biting brought pain, and with it, anger, prompting her to attempt to teach him a lesson. But every defensive
maneuver she tried was effortlessly countered. He captured her hands—one and then the other—leaving her
powerless.
In the end, she found herself
completely nord Eines!
Santon Ing to the kisses
he'bestowed upon her as he wished.
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an adversary she couldn't best. Even
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