“…”
Candice’s expression changed drastically.
She wasn’t some naïve eighteen-year-old girl. From Kyle’s words and demeanor, she immediately understood what he was about to do.
Panicked, she leaned back to escape his breath. “Don’t do anything crazy!”
Kyle grabbed her shoulder with one hand and pulled her toward him. “How can you call this crazy? We’re husband and wife—this is marital business, not even the police care.”
“But I don’t want to! If you force me, that’s r**e!” Candice struggled to push him away.
But he was far stronger than she was. Pinned under his weight, she couldn't budge an inch.
His arm wrapped around her slender waist, pulling her firmly into his embrace.
Their breaths mingled.
Candice turned her head away. “Kyle, you bastard!”
“You used to only care about work
