The President's Accidental Wife

Chapter 1650

"I've given up even the Morgan group for you. What could possibly mean more to me than you and Eaton?" Charlie enunciated, having made up his mind. "I've made a decision already. Wherever you and Eaton go, I’ll go with you. I swear!"

Grace’s chest was heaving slightly, the look in her eyes flickering. The office was very warm because of the air conditioner, so she was wearing only a thin sweater.

She could feel the scalding heat from his palm seeping through her sweater. It was as scorching as magma.

She made no remark.

Charlie’s anxiety intensified. He was really panic-stricken. It had never crossed his mind that Grace would return to France.

He had nothing to coerce her, and neither did he have a way to convince her to stay. He felt so anxious as if a thousand ants were gnawing at his heart.

Unable to endure his panic anymore, he stooped down and pressed his lips hard onto her rosy ones. He lost his marbles and kissed her with all his might and passion. It was as though nothing could stop him anymore.

It was a very deep kiss.

She kept scratching, hitting and biting him, but he didn't slacken his grip at all.

Instead, Charlie deepened the kiss as her resistance intensified.

Seemingly having lost his mind, he roughly ripped apart her sweater with both hands. Grace kicked him, hit him and jabbed him in the groin with her knee.

But the pain didn't stop him. He lapsed into hysteria, strong-arming her with brutal Strength-

Grace hit him again, but he didn't feel anything as if he were wooden. He just kept tearing off her clothes, stripping her...

He was beside himself with panic and fear. It was as if this was the only way to prove that she was still by his side, and the only way to make himself feel her existence...

Grace's rosy lips were seamlessly covered by his mouth.

Charlie’s movements were rough and merciless but also clean and quick. Merely moments later, Grace’s clothes were taken off.

Biting the tip of his tongue, Grace said through gritted teeth with difficulty," Enough!"

But he didn't seem to hear her and just kept undoing her last piece of clothing.

Her mouth was blocked, and she could hardly even breathe. Her hands and feet were immobilized, and she was unable to move an inch. No matter how loudly she cursed him, he didn't slow down a little.

As though having gone crazy or been possessed by some supernatural entity, Charlie couldn't hear anything or feel any pain.

Finally, Grace was stripped naked. Charlie, a well-built man, lunged forward and pinned her under him.

Grace was still struggling with all her strength in an effort to wriggle free, but Charlie’s eyes were red with longing.

She opened her mouth and demanded, "Get off me!"

Charlie didn't hear her. This time Grace opened her eyes and gazed fixedly at him." I'm going to say this one last time. Get off me!" Content is © 2024 NôvelDrama.Org.

He didn't show the slightest inclination to let go of her.