Chapter 32
Chapter 32
In the elevator, Vivianna looked at the little boy's tender face and she couldn't help kissing him a few times. Augustine was watching her with narrowed eyes and the coldness in his eyes dissipated a little. A woman was the most beautiful when she was full of maternal love.
They reached Augustine's master bedroom, and he pushed the door open. When Vivianna saw the large and opulent room, she was slightly stunned.
Augustine lifted a corner of the quilt. Vivianna sat on the bed. She took off her son's shoes and placed the little guy gently on the bed. Zephaniah whimpered, curled up, and fell into a deep sleep.
Looking at his angelic and innocent little face, the man and woman in front of the bed held their breaths slightly for a moment, for fear of disturbing him.
As Vivianna looked at her son, she felt an intimidating and cold gaze which was fixed on her face. Her heart was in a turmoil at that instant. Of course, she knew who was staring at her.
It could only be Augustine. There was no one else in the room, not a single soul.
Vivianna frowned and she noticed the man coming from behind her. She stood up nervously, turned her head, and glared at the tall imposing man.
"What are you doing?" Vivianna looked at him warily.
Augustine's handsome face was expressionless. He reached out and he wanted to hold her hand. "Come with me. We need to talk."
Since the trauma four years ago, Vivianna resisted the touch of any men. When she saw the man's hand coming over, she retreated instinctively. The bed was right behind her. Her legs tripped and she lost her balance. She was about to fall and crush the little boy on the bed.
Seeing this, Augustine stretched out his arm and held her. Vivianna's helpless hands were waving in the air, and she finally had something to hold on to. Her two slender arms were hooked around the man's neck, just like the posture at the end of a dance. He bent down, and Vivianna was halfway in his arms.
In an instant, their faces were very close to each other and their breathing was intertwined with each other. NôvelDrama.Org holds text © rights.
Vivianna was about to cry out due to this close distance. When she took a deep breath instinctively and was ready to call out, the man noticed this. He stretched out his hand to cover her mouth. It was going to be too late. In this case, he could only use the fastest way to stop her from calling out.
He kissed her red lips hard.
He stopped her from screaming loudly. He was afraid that she would awaken the little guy who had just fallen asleep.
At this moment, Vivianna's brain seemed to explode. The man held her waist with his large hands. As for her lips, the man was kissing them violently.
The atmosphere became steamy, and the heat of the air seemed to rise.
She was going crazy. Her heart was beating so quickly in a wild manner that it almost leaped out of her chest. What was this man doing?
Her head was buzzing and her face was blood red.
Augustine squinted slightly. The soft sweet breath on his lips caused him to be dumbfounded for a few seconds. He didn't expect this woman to taste so sweet. He lost focus on what he was doing. He was dissatisfied with a simple kiss, and he wanted to explore the sweetness of her mouth
Thus, out of instinct, he put his other hand into her hair, holding the back of her head, and he gave her a powerful kiss.
Their lips were sealed together tightly.
Vivianna was already in a state of complete mindlessness. Her mind was blank and she couldn't react.
She could only watch as the kiss became deeper. His tongue pried open her teeth easily, slipped into her mouth, and caught her tongue playfully.
B*stard! How dare this man take advantage of her in front of her son?
"Oh God! What if Zeph wakes up and sees this? What should I do?" she thought to herself.
She finally released his neck and pushed against his chest with much force, trying to stop him.
Augustine smirked and helped her to stand up properly. At the same time, he did not forget to suck on her delicate lips in a tender manner before releasing her.
He thought that this woman would be happy and grateful. She would probably fall in love with him and be submissive to him.
However, he didn't expect this. "Slap."
The sound of a slap reverberated in the room.