C90 Hidden Identity

Up against the French window.

The moment his lips pressed down on hers, Taya was completely stunned…

He was not kissing her. Instead, he was biting her lips. Hard.

He repeatedly crushed his body against hers and bit her as if he had accumulated too much anger in his heart, but also as if he had endured her for a long time before venting it on her in this way.

Taya’s mind went blank