Chapter 53

Her crystal clear eyes brimming with anger, small refined nose, and delicate red lips were a pleasing sight, ripe for the plucking.

This woman was like a rose — prickly yet irresistible.

Cynthia was unable to free herself neither was she able to cry out loud. Her face flushed. She could only glare at this rogue with a pair of indignant eyes.

It had been a mistake to live with him.

“Gabriel, let me go…”

Because his body was pressed up against hers, she could feel his hard-on. Her breath hitched and her heart began to beat chaotically.

This bastard.

His hand cupped the back of her head. Before she even realized what he was going to do, his breath enveloped her face. Her breathing was ragged as her eyes collided with his dark ones.

She was helpless against his heated kiss that had sealed her red lips.

The man suckled her lips. She could taste the wine off him which stirred her.

At the age of twenty four, she — a fully grown wo