Hester was caught off guard, and her chin was raised. Before she realized what was going on, his lips were already pressed against hers.
Farley's lips were soft and delicate, which matched his handsome face that never grew old. He kissed Hester on the lips, domineering and aggressive.
Hester widened her eyes, her heart beating wildly. She raised her hand, accumulated strength, and was about to knock on the back of his neck.
However, Farley knew what she was trying to do. Before her hand landed, he clenched her wrist and pressed her against the back of the seat, biting her lips.
"What do you think you're doing?" Hester cried out in panic, gasping with her chest going up and down violently.
Farley kissed her so hard that her lips turned scarlet red. Then, he looked up and met her gaze.
