Although Xin Ye has gradually begun to accept Carl in her heart, Ophelia's personality and experience obviously do not allow her to change so abruptly and directly.

Besides, even if she softened her attitude, Carl would find it strange, so she could only avoid his gaze.

“…… It's almost lunchtime, why don't we talk about it later? She got up and left her seat, trying to change the subject, but Karl pulled her into her arms.

"What are you doing?!" Xin was also a little confused.

He grabbed her jaw forcefully and forced her to look at him, his voice hoarse with a dangerous meaning, "Do you love him?" ”

She couldn't avoid it, gritted her teeth and said, "...... Love. ”

It is he who loves him, and it is you.

"Good."

Karl's hands trembled slightly, and his deep, gray-green eyes closed.

Now it was time for him to sensibly let go and completely dissociate himself from this woman.

Then when nothing happens, change to a dispensable female partner and close up your business plan.

Then he is still the son of Wall Street's most eye-catching, noble and elegant giant.

And she is still a poor artist living on the streets.

If he remembered the pride and self-esteem of the Hockley family, he should have chosen to let go at this time......

…… What the hell!!

Carl picked her up, ignored her panic and struggle, and forced the door open and entered the bedroom.

"Carl ......" Xin was put on the bed before he could call out his name, and a shadow was instantly covered, and the man's handsome cheeks were close in front of him.

The smell of a rich and fragrant perfume enveloped her, mixed with a hint of familiar tobacco.

"You listen to me......"

Before the last syllable could be spoken, it disappeared into Karl's intense and lingering kiss.

He kissed her delicate red lips, the tip of his tongue slid into her mouth, tossing and lingering several times, sucking vigorously and almost biting, leaving a faint sweetness between her teeth.

Carl had endured it for too long.

Jack, Tommy, Chinese teenager...... How many people does he want to share with her little heart?

He didn't allow it.

Ophelia......

You can only be owned by me, and I will have it exclusively.

The trench coat that was already casually worn was violently ripped open, and Karl tightly wrapped one hand around her waist and slowly stroked her blonde hair with the other.

The zipper cuff inside the white lace was slowly opened from top to bottom, and the cold fingertip touch spread from the spine to the whole body, causing the girl to shiver and shiver.

"Hmm!"

Xin couldn't help but exhale in pain, and tears quickly filled her eyes.

A crystal tear then rolled down and slid down to the spot where the two people's cheeks met.

Carl suddenly felt a slight chill, and the wet touch pulled him back to his senses.

…… She cried.

His heart suddenly throbbed violently, and he let go of his imprisoned hand and distanced himself from her.

Carl looked at the girl with red eyes, and wanted to say something, but his throat seemed to be blocked, and he couldn't make a sound sourly.

Finally, he chuckled as if self-deprecating.

"You hate me."

Shinya: "......"

Big misunderstanding!!

She really didn't feel disgusted, but her special sensitive physique made her cry in pain!

"Aoife, you're cruel." Carl sighed softly, his voice soft and soft.

Without waiting for Xin to answer, he embraced her and buried his head in her neck and shoulders, the fine strands of hair sweeping across her chin, bringing a faint itch that was hard to ignore.

“…… But I still don't want to let go at all, what should I do? ”