"Uh...Victor, what are you doing, huh!"
"What am I doing?" Victor smirked, his eyes filled with meaning, "I'm obviously confirming the rumors."
"Madam Beckett says I'm a bastard..."
"So, of course I have to show Madam Beckett what a bastard truly is."
"You... Uh..." Her red lips were dominantly sealed by him, leaving the complaints she wanted to voice swallowed between their lips.
Victor was an exceptional man with an impressive physique. Apart from that, his capabilities attracted countless women.
Despite their decade-long relationship in the past, Eliana knew this man would risk his life to cherish her, but she had given him nothing but scars from their youthful romance.
Unbeknownst to Eliana, a few months ago, Victor himself sought her out, unable to let go of her.
At this moment, all words were sealed away with his kiss.
Victor thought she would fiercely resist, perhaps by biting, hitting, or kicking him. Surprisingly, she didn't push him away.
