Chapter 100. His Twisted Fascination - II

“What am I doing? Well, I’m just kissing my fiancée on the cheek, that’s all,” Christian replied innocently. “Why? Do you want it to be somewhere else? For example…” Slyly, he reached out and touched her lower lip with the pad of his thumb, causing her to stare at him incredulously. “…right here?”

At this point, Camille had had enough.

Glowering, she broke free of his grasp and took a few steps back until her back was pressed against the stove.

The obvious disgust on her face would have been offensive if it weren’t for the fact that he had wanted to see it with his own eyes.

The sight of her face turning red with rage was mesmerizing to Christian. He wanted to do more. He wanted to break her completely until she was putty in his hands.

He stared back at her with a smile, not at all disturbed by her silent rage. After all, it was hard to be intimidated by a feisty kitten like that.

“Mr. Callahan, please don’t do that again,” she said quietly. It seemed to