Ranaway From Wedding, Fell into Tycoon's Love Trap-Chapter 853: Will You Die If I Hug You?
"I won’t let go!"
Thomas Fisher firmly and domineeringly responded to Alice Turner, his arms tightening even more than before. He wished he could meld her into his own body, so she would never be able to leave him again.
Alice Turner was squeezed so tightly that she began to struggle for breath. She raised her hand and clawed at Thomas Fisher’s back. "Let go quickly, I haven’t lived enough yet."
It would be an unjust death if she were suffocated by him today.
"Would you die if I hug you?"
Thomas Fisher didn’t notice Alice Turner’s distress. Hearing her words, he mistakenly thought she was rejecting his embrace, and his expression instantly soured.
"If you don’t let go, I really will be strangled to death by you. If I die, I won’t let you off even as a ghost," Alice Turner said loudly into Thomas Fisher’s ear, her face full of indignation.
Only upon hearing this did Thomas Fisher belatedly realize he was holding Alice Turner too tightly. He quickly loosened his grip but still insisted, "I won’t let go, not in this lifetime."
After he said that, he tilted his head and kissed her on the cheek.
"Thomas Fisher! Enough!"
Alice Turner slapped away Thomas Fisher’s mouth, which was hovering near her cheek. This guy was just like that other man, both equally flirtatious and unfaithful.
"Is that enough? Not nearly!"
Thomas Fisher answered his own question, and after that, he leaned in and kissed Alice Turner’s cheek again, but this time he didn’t leave immediately. Instead, he moved from her cheek to her lips.
Suddenly, the man’s breath mixed with a strong scent of alcohol overwhelmed her. Alice Turner’s graceful brows knitted in a frown. She pressed her hands against the man’s chest, trying to push him away, but he seemed glued to her, resisting her attempts.
Her mouth occupied, her hands unable to push him away, and her feet useless in this situation.
In a panic, she slipped her hands inside the man’s shirt. This sudden action made the man kissing her suddenly tense.
"Baby, you seem anxious,"
Thomas Fisher murmured seductively against Alice Turner’s mouth, his eyes dazed and filled with a teasing ambiguity.
She had only reached into his shirt to pinch him, but he misunderstood, causing her to blush suddenly in embarrassment.
"Yes, I’m in a hurry to pinch you."
Through his undershirt, her hands twisted forcefully on his back, feeling unsatisfied after the first time, she gave another hard twist.
"As long as you’re happy, pinch and twist away. If you like, I can take off my shirt, and you..."
"Y-you are shameless!"
Alice Turner hadn’t expected Thomas Fisher to be so brazen; her cheeks flushed with his teasing. She glared at him in shame and anger, but he didn’t care at all, even leaning in for another kiss.
"Don’t you like watching me take off my clothes? I’ll strip right now so you can see enough in one go," Thomas Fisher said roguishly. Letting go of Alice Turner, he attempted to remove his clothes. As soon as his hand touched the button on his jacket, her hand clasped onto his. Turning his hand to hold hers, he chuckled and said, "Baby! So you want to help me undress, huh?"
He held her hand, beginning to unbutton his jacket.
"Thomas Fisher! You really are..."
Bang bang bang!
Suddenly, there was a knocking on the car window. Startled, Alice Turner instinctively turned to look behind her. Seeing the person standing outside knocking on the window, all the good feelings drained from her mood.
