In the midst of the teasing voices, Natalie Vaughn's face finally turned red with embarrassment. After all, she was still a young girl unfamiliar with such intimate experiences, feeling shy about being deeply kissed by Zane Thorne in front of so many people was only natural.
She buried her head in the man's neck, unable to resist hammering his chest with her hand.
It's all Zane's fault, using his gaze to entice her into surrender.
Zane was in a joyful mood, holding the young girl's waist, chuckling quietly, gradually laughing more boldly, even his chest began to tremble slightly with laughter.
"Feeling shy?"
Natalie rubbed her head, seemingly annoyed, with a little 'ow'. As if that wasn't enough to relieve her embarrassment, she opened her mouth and bit the man's neck.
The force was neither too light nor too heavy.
Zane gasped and patted the back of her head.
"Attempted murder of your husband?"
