Chapter 80
Julian’s eyes narrowed with dark storms brewing in their depths. He leaned in closer, his lips moved slightly, his voice low and dangerous. “Oops,
too late.”
was useless.
With that, he carried Rosalie toward the stairs. No matter how much she struggled in his arms, it w
She screamed. “Julian! Put me down! You bastard!”
The more she thrashed, the tighter his grip became. She was completely trapped, unable to move an inch
The servants in the living room were completely stunned. They honestly couldn’t tell whether the two were in the middle of a heated argument or just engaging in some aggressive foreplay.
All they could do was stand there, frozen, watching as Julian carried Rosalie up the stairs.
The bedroom door was kicked open with a sharp bang. Still struggling. Rosalie barely had a second to react before Julian threw her onto the bed. The moment she tried to sit up, he was already on top of her–fast, decisive, without the slightest hesitation.
He was honestly furious. No one in his life had ever tested his patience the way she did.
Julian–mmph!” Her words were cut off by his lips crashing down on hers.
Rosalie froze. Her eyes went
nt wide with shock, and anger momentarily gave way to disbelief.
Even after two lifetimes as his wife.
- c. Rosalie had never been this close to Julian, not even once.
In her past life, he had never so much as touched her, let alone kissed her.
Her mind blanked. Her whole body went rigid. She forgot to resist, completely caught off guard by the sheer unexpectedness of it all.
But the second Julian pried her lips apart, reality slammed back into her. Without hesitation, she bit down hard. Her teeth sank into his tongue, merciless and unrelenting. Instantly, the metallic tang of blood spread through her mouth.
Julian let out a muffled grunt of pain, his grip loosening just enough for her to slip away. The moment he let go of her, she retreated to the farthest corner of the bed and put as much distance between them as possible.
