Whirlwind Marriage: My Possessive CEO's Undying Pampering

Chapter 584 - 583: Darling, Stop Touching Me—You’re Driving Me Crazy (Part 8)

Bathing with him together, it’s really just so...A certain part of him reacted, and her first instinct was, of course, to flee.

Who knew that just as she stepped away, his cold voice came over, full of command: "Who allowed you to leave."

She started the fire. Naturally, she should be the one to put it out.

Not helping him was one thing, but running away as well? Was she trying to make him suffer?

"Cough cough, Admiral, I think..." She turned around, her cheeks flushed, looking at him in the bathtub, "Admiral, who on earth spread those rumors before?" Who said Alexander Kingsley was gay, and who said Alexander Kingsley was passive, saying he wasn’t interested in women.

Because of this, Carla Carr dared to seduce him, dared to hit on him repeatedly!

From the moment she hit on him, she regretted it.

Who exactly spread those rumors!

She regretted it so much.

"What rumors?" Alexander Kingsley lit a cigar, took a puff, and his eyes, full of danger, looked at her.

With a slender figure, shoulder-length hair, and fair legs, she was only wrapped in a bath towel, loosely draped, as if a breeze could make it fall.

He seemed to have x-ray vision; whether she wrapped the towel or not, in front of him, it was already... not important.

The feel of those curves, he remembered clearly.

But where did her domineering and arrogant aura go before they met?

"My admiral’s wife, your man is right here now, aren’t you coming over?"

She used to take off her clothes in front of him every time, saying she wanted to get on top of him...

Now that she saw him, she avoided him.

"You..." She glared at him, "I didn’t know... you were this kind of person." She used to think he was a bent guy, who knew he wasn’t.

Moreover, several times before, he wasn’t straight, so she assumed he was bent, who knew... he’d suddenly become straight, domineering and sly... with no warning.

"Admiral, goodnight." She dared not look at him again because he wasn’t wearing clothes, nothing at all, even though he was soaking in water...

After she finished speaking, she walked towards her room.

The High General Mansion was grand and majestic, and Alexander Kingsley’s room was on the second floor. Although they had a relationship, they didn’t sleep together, but separately.

This bathtub was in Alexander Kingsley’s room, and at this moment, she was heading back to her own room.

"Pata."

As soon as she opened the door and was about to go out, her slim waist was grabbed, and then his big hand directly lifted her buttocks, pressing her against the wall.

"Bang," the door was closed.

"Ah! What are you doing!" She was actually picked up by him, and pressed against the wall.

The room was dimly lit, making the atmosphere extremely ambiguous.

It was only then that she realized he wasn’t wearing clothes, just wrapped in a bath towel.

It seemed like if she nudged her foot, the towel around his waist would slide down.

Sure enough, his thin lips approached her ear, gently biting her earlobe: "If you move around, my towel might fall." If the towel fell, he wasn’t sure what he would do to her.

Sure enough, she didn’t dare to move.

Alexander Kingsley was a military officer, his body was in great shape, and he had an impossibly handsome face.

This face, no woman could resist.

"Ah, Alexander Kingsley, put me down quickly."

"Alright." He slightly curled his lips, set her down on the ground, then grabbed her chin and pressed his thin lips to hers.

"Mmm."

Her little mouth was tightly held by the man, and she was momentarily dazed.

His tall and upright body, just like that, pushed her onto the bed.