Chapter 4 His Lips
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He grabbed Lillian's wrist and began to grope up her arm.
It was hot and slow, yet impossible for her to resist.
Claude's caresses sent a warm surge through Lillian's body. She couldn't help but moan twice, trying to stop him.
"Mr. Kent..."
Claude smirked, but his blue eyes showed no emotion.
His long, strong fingers moved over Lillian's soft skin, leaving goosebumps wherever he touched.
The unfamiliar sensation made Lillian's toes tense and sent a tingling sensation within her.
She caught Claude's hand just as it reached her collarbone. "Mr. Kent! You can't do this..."
Actually, before Lillian reached out, Claude had already stopped.
He hesitated, shocked as he looked down.
He had only meant to prank Lillian, but now he was aroused... Something that had never happened before!
Following his gaze, Lillian looked down and couldn't help but exclaim in surprise.
Claude looked away. "Tsk, don't think I'm into you. It's just because I've been unconscious for too long."
After a moment, he seemed to accept his own explanation and raised his eyebrows.
He stared at Lillian with a teasing glint in his deep blue eyes. "Do you still think I can't do anything, Ms. Lucky Star?"
Lillian was breathing a bit heavily, her face flushed.
Meeting Claude's challenging gaze, she acted on impulse and pressed her lips against his, biting down hard.
Before she could savor the softness of Claude's lips and the metallic taste of blood from her bite...
The next second, Claude pushed her away to the other side of the bed.
Claude was panting as he touched his lip with his finger, noticing a bit of blood.
Lillian feigned composure and spoke, "I think you should be the one worrying about what might happen now, Mr. Kent."
Before Claude could respond, Lillian quickly closed her eyes, pretending to fall asleep.
*****
Lillian groggily opened her eyes the next morning to see a handsome profile.
He was sleeping peacefully, which softened his usually sharp and cold vibe.
His long lashes fluttered slightly with each breath, resembling the wings of a butterfly.
Lillian couldn't take her eyes off him until he frowned, his lashes trembling as he suddenly opened his eyes.
Claude and Lillian's eyes met.
At first, he looked confused, then became aware, and finally, irritated.
They were so close now that their breaths mingled.
Only then did Lillian realize she was lying next to him, her face nestled against his neck.
She sat up, pretending nothing had happened. "Good morning, Mr. Kent."
Claude took a deep breath, gritting his teeth as he replied, "Good morning, Ms. Lucky Star."
When the door was opened the next day, Lillian finally breathed a sigh of relief.
'Fortunately, Melissa hadn't intended to keep me locked up.'
As she had expected, Melissa was very pleased with the wound at Claude's mouth.
She looked at them with a knowing smile. "This is the first time Claude has ever been this close to a lady. Looks like you had a wonderful night."
"Grandma!" Claude's face stiffened.
"Feeling shy? Fine, I won't say that anymore."
Melissa then looked at Lillian, growing more satisfied with each passing moment.
She then handed a black gift box to Lillian.
The box was made of black velvet, without a speck of dust.
Melissa took Lillian's hand and placed the box in it. "This is a gift for you. Open it and take a look."
Claude frowned, clearly disapproving.
But he had been raised by Melissa since he was young and didn't want to upset her.
Lillian gently opened the clasp of the black velvet box and slowly lifted the lid, momentarily blinded by the dazzling light.
'It is a diamond crown!'
The diamonds on the crown sparkled brilliantly, with perfect cut, quality, design, and craftsmanship.
Lillian's eyes widened. She was unable to believe what she was seeing.
'The value of this crown is probably much greater than the investment the Kent Foundation made in the Dawson Group. No, the two couldn't even be compared.'
"Lillian, this was a gift from Queen Victoria to the Kent family. I hope you can restore its glory."
Lillian was stunned. She didn't expect the crown to be so prestigious.
It wasn't just about its price but the fact that the crown was a gift from Queen Victoria to the Kent family. It had a distinguished origin, glorious history, and extraordinary significance. It was far more than just an expensive accessory.
Seeing Lillian hesitate, Melissa picked up the crown and carefully placed it on her head.
"It's beautiful."
Melissa looked at Claude. "Don't you think so, Claude?"
Lillian also looked at the man who had shared a bed with her the previous night, even though nothing had happened.
'Well, maybe not nothing, but certainly not everything.'
Claude looked away as soon as Lillian's eyes met his.
Melissa urged him with her gaze.
Claude had no choice but to look at her again, a flash of surprise flickering in his blue eyes.
After a while, he reluctantly muttered, "Beautiful."
Melissa was satisfied. She looked at Lillian. "He has always been like this. But he feels something different towards you. I hope you can understand."
"I will."
'Even if it's just for your sake and the sake of this crown.'
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