Bride of Retribution: Aloof Billionaire's Dominant Game

”Of course not, baby, you’re my life. How could I not want my life?” Joshua Hughes said eagerly, lifting Avery Jane’s light body and placing her on the bed, then turning away.

”Don’t go...” Watching him turn to leave, Avery Jane grabbed his sleeve, her eyes brimming with mist, looking at him pitifully.

”Your body is too cold, you’ll catch a chill like this. I’ll run some hot water for you to soak in.” Joshua bent down, gently kissing her forehead, comforting her...

Before he could react, Avery Jane’s fragrant and soft lips were already pressing against his. She was half-kneeling on the bed, reaching out to wrap her arms around his shoulders, tilting her little face up, kissing him awkwardly and uncertainly, her long eyelashes trembling gently from either shyness or fear, as enchanting as fragile butterfly wings.

The little Clove brushed lightly across his teeth, eliciting a muffled low growl from the man.

”Don’t leave me...” she whispered lowly, Joshua Hughes had no ability to resist, the blood flowing through his body surged upward from his feet, instantly concentrating on his masculine pride. They kissed eagerly and passionately, Joshua Hughes lifted Avery Jane’s hips and walked into the bathroom. Standing beneath the giant square showerhead, he held her in one hand and turned on the hot water with the other. The warm water poured down, like a curtain of crystal, Joshua Hughes fervently kissed Avery Jane’s small face, sucking on her sensitive earlobe. ”Help me take this off...”

His deep and raspy voice carried an irresistible allure as he placed Avery Jane’s small hand on his chest.

Avery Jane’s shaking hand unbuttoned his shirt, one button, then another...

”Good girl...” Joshua’s eyes turned crimson, his large hands forcefully tearing open Avery Jane’s clothing, the delicate buttons snapping and scattering to the floor, his strong arms encircling her petite body.

”Avery... baby...” Joshua kissed Avery Jane’s small mouth, letting out beast-like heavy breaths.

”Let me love you, don’t leave me, okay? Avery...” Joshua whispered by Avery Jane’s ear, his words carrying an intense, inextricable longing, repeating gently, ”Let me love you, let me love you well...”

This man had gone mad, Avery Jane bit into the snow-white soft pillow with her head tilted, trying hard not to moan out loud, even the moon shyly hid behind the clouds, the air seemed to burn like fire, igniting the entire room...