Chapter 627

A married woman, once she has a child, will find her heart softening, no matter how hard it once was.

She always thinks of others before herself.

A child becomes the deepest concern in her heart, making it impossible for her to leave, impossible for her to let go.

Liam Sullivan thought of this, his eyes darkening, yet his resolve hardening even more.

They were fighting so fiercely now. When she was sober, she would never let him get close.

Only at a time like this, when she was powerless to resist and unable to refuse.

Even if he felt guilty, he couldn't stop. He wanted her. He wanted to keep her even more.

He fetched the hair dryer and patiently dried her long hair. Then he gently laid her down on the pillow.

His fingertips brushed over her delicate cheek. Under the lamplight, her sleeping face was peaceful, her skin luminous, emitting a faint, sweet fragrance.

His breathing gradually grew heavier. His Adam's apple bobbed. His lips felt dry.

He lowered his head and captured her lips, kissing her gently, savoring her like the most precious honey.

She let out a soft, drowsy moan. Her body went utterly limp, which only made her more alluring.

Liam untied the belt of her bath towel and slowly peeled the wrapped towel away.

It was like peeling a smooth egg. Her skin was revealed inch by inch, snow-white and glowing, like petals just beginning to bloom.

He had seen this body countless times, yet it felt more beautiful each time.

She was his.

From body to heart, she should always be his.

Liam gripped her soft, pale shoulders. Desire surged in his eyes like an approaching storm.

He lowered his head. His scorching lips landed on the hollow of her neck, lingering by her ear and in her hair.

The faint, natural scent of her body was like a silent seduction, awakening the beast within him completely.

Vivian Bennett was still in a deep sleep, her body as soft as a puddle of water.

Liam pulled her tightly into his embrace, enveloping her completely with his solid frame.

Skin against skin. Familiar longing ignited instantly, spreading like wildfire.

He claimed her wildly, possessing her again and again.

Her unconscious responses only made him sink deeper.

The night was still long.

They fell through the darkness, blossoming with scorching heat in ecstasy.

Dawn was just breaking.

Sunrises by the sea always came earlier. Golden light slanted into the bedroom, waking Vivian.

She lay on the soft, large bed, her head splitting with pain, the grogginess not yet dissipated.

She had slept all night, yet her whole body felt sore and weak. Especially around her waist and abdomen, a familiar ache and soreness made her let out a soft groan, her brows furrowing tightly.

This familiar soreness...

It felt exactly like the aftermath of being kept up half the night by Liam, the feeling upon waking the next day.