Chapter 527 - 527: Whether you're drunk or not...
Chapter 527 - 527: Whether you're drunk or not...
Mason Nightshade stiffened, his eyes half-narrowed as he opened them, looking at her delicate, vibrant face, his dark eyes deep and unfathomable.The two were kissing, neither yielding to the other.
The temperature inside the car rose, small beads of sweat appeared on their foreheads, the situation teetering on the brink of losing control.
Mason Nightshade suddenly pulled away.
Staring into her eyes, twin flames burned within his, yet he struggled to suppress the impulse, his voice heavy and dark as he asked her, "Aurelia, who am I?"
Aurelia Shaw's thoughts began to gather.
Huh?
Why ask this question now? Unless... he was worried she mistook him for someone else.
Grabbing his collar, she pulled him closer, her warm breath brushing against his face, Aurelia lifted her chin, her peach blossom eyes slightly narrowed, "Mason, I told you, I'm not drunk!"
Mason couldn't hold back, he nipped at her crimson lips, sighing deeply in his chest, "I'm afraid that when you wake up tomorrow, you'll regret it."
Those words were...
Aurelia's eyes lifted at the corners, letting out a snort, "No need to wait for tomorrow, I already regret it now."
Before she could get up, her waist was suddenly encircled by the man's arm and pressed back down. Mason's eyes, dark and intense, looked at her, filled with a hint of annoyance, anger, gritted teeth, and a bit of grievance.
"Pfft."
Aurelia couldn't help but laugh, her fingers tracing the stubble on his handsome face.
Perhaps she really was a bit drunk.
Seeing the momentary freeze in her eyes, Mason's gaze sharpened, he pinched her chin, kissing her fiercely, mumbling indistinctly, "I'll take it as you being sober; even if you regret it tomorrow, I won't give you the chance!"
He didn't want to hear her answer.
He feared she might utter the word regret, or perhaps say, "Mason, I acted on impulse, let's keep our distance from now on..." or something like that.
He couldn't stand his heart being lifted up to the skies only to be hurled down brutally.
Even if she acted like this today because she was drunk, he wouldn't give her the chance to think or regret. He had already chosen to be a despicable and selfish person, deciding never to tell her that he was reborn from the moment he married her.
As long as it kept her by his side.
He... would be "despicable" if he must.
Suddenly, a chill ran through him.
The zipper at the back of her dress was pulled open, slipping off her shoulders. Even with the car heater on, she felt a little cold.
She slightly opened her eyes, the man's face directly above her, hidden in shadows and a bit blurry, yet his eyes were exceptionally bright. Aurelia always felt this man's eyes were like a wolf's, never releasing its prey once locked on.
She was always curious, if she didn't feel moved again or decisively rejected him, what would he do? Would he continue to treat her well, or...
Thinking of another possibility.
Aurelia shivered.
"Beep! Beep!" A horn suddenly blared.
A car swept by, sending snow on the ground flying!
The car lights flashed across Aurelia's eyes, and she suddenly came to her senses, realizing they were on a car!
Her eyebrows lifted, Aurelia pushed Mason away.
He didn't budge.
She pressed her foot against his chest, nudged with her knee, pushing him away a few inches.
With a deep voice, she said, "That's enough."
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