Please, Love Me Again

Chapter 36: Did I Just Poke Your Wound?

Two warm and powerful arms wrapped immediately in her tiny waist and they fell on the floor, creating a loud thud in the doorway. From his body built— strong, lean, and perfectly muscular, the other person was certainly a man.

The man's body was cold like he had been soaking in the cooler. But his smell was exceptionally pleasant. A fragrant that couldn't be found from the perfumes or colognes sold in the market. A fragrant that was only obtained through personal and picky creation. His smell was really extraordinary—sweet and not aggressive in the nose.

Such a smell was enough to hypnotise a woman. Because of that, Geneva forgot to get up.

Their position was opposite to the typical one that could be seen mostly in idol dramas. Geneva pinned the other person underneath her delicate body as his arms coiled tightly around her waist. As if the other person was afraid to let go of her.

In such a sensitive and very intimate position, the woman and the man's breathing was getting heavier. Their warm and sweet breathing whipped on each other's faces, adding the burning s****l sensation that abruptly occupied in the air.

"How long do you plan to lie down on me?" A hoarse voice was suddenly heard in the darkness. His chest heaved up and down abnormally.

"Ah huh?" Geneva responded like a fool.

"Huh?" The man chuckled sarcastically. "Do I have to remind you what position we are in now? Or you just want to enjoy the pleasure of lying above me? Well, it's not surprising. Even up to now, I remembered how you look like when you made s*x with me." The man's face drew closer to her and whispered into her ear. While doing that, he purposely rubbed his cheek against her, making her flinch with the sensation that she actually found strange yet familiar. "Look at your body. I'm not doing much yet it's already reacting."

Due to the man's continuous perverted statements, Geneva broke free from being a muddle-headed. Her eyes popped wide as she realised their position.

"Shameless!" Geneva struggled to find her voice. She eventually managed to utter a word that was supposed to reprimand the man or enrage him but it sounded so gentle and sexy in the end. Like the sound of a woman talking with the man she was infatuated with.

As if possessed, she suddenly propped her hands on his chest to get up only to press their lower part down so deeply.

"Auh! What the hell? You're poking me!" The woman shouted. She hurriedly moved to get up but the man tightened his arms around her waist. "Asshole, let go of me!"

"Psst! Don't move!" The man chuckled.

"Damn, you p*****t. Let go of me! Otherwise I will—"

"You will what?" The man's voice was provocative.

"I will kick your crotch."

"Oh, is that so?" The man abruptly moved and confined her legs with his legs. He also tightened his hold of her body, pressing their body into one.

The woman struggled so much. She wriggled or twisted her body with all her best but her effort went in vain. "What on earth are you doing? Let go of me, p*****t. Asshole! Jerk! Bastard! Hooligan! Ruffian! You damn man, let go of me or I will scream!"

"Go ahead." The man snickered playfully.

"I despise you!" The woman blurted out. "You're just good at abusing your power and bullying me. But you're nothing. Because you're so hateful!" Geneva sneered. "I do hate you! I hope you get lost in front of me forever!"

The man fell into silence for a few minutes but refused to set her free.

Geneva giggled with a ridiculing tone. "Why are they quiet now? Did I just poke your wound?"

"Why?" The man spoke once more. His tone didn't have a hint of being hurt but the coldness oozing in his body, his gaze in the darkness, and the atmosphere of the room dropped into zero degrees.

Geneva felt they were in the middle of nowhere and was attacked with a hailstorm.

If the woman was just someone else ordinary, she would probably be cowering and trembling in fear already. However, the woman felt the opposite. A feeling to provoke him aroused in her heart instead.

She was inspired to provoke him and then angered him to death.

"I've always told you. Because you're boring."

The man subconsciously made his hold of her even tighter which caused the woman to smile since she managed to enrage or hurt him. The proof was his uncontrollable action. That thought made her feel comfortable.

"Am I really that hateful or boring in your eyes?" He whispered.

"Yes. Don't you realise? If not, why are we not together now?"

"Really?" Gritting his teeth under the darkness, the man abruptly rolled up and pressed the woman beneath his body.

"You- you- what are you doing?" The woman punched him only to put herself under his close confinement. He seized her wrists and pressed them above her head. "You- get off of me! You're such a crazy devil! You're doing this again!"

"You force me to do this." Gnashing his teeth, he lowered his face and attempted to kiss her ruthlessly.

"Jerk! Damn! I hate you devil!" The woman avoided his kisses. Thus, his punishing lips only landed on either her cheeks or neck.

"Woman, you are really something." The man was enraged. With a thought to torture her, he tightened his grip on her wrists as if he was planning to break her bones. While doing such a heartless act with the woman endlessly cursing him, he lowered his head once more to claim her lips, only to kiss an air as she hurriedly moved her head away and his lips pressed painfully on the floor.

"f**k! Damn stubborn woman!" The man spit on the side, lips feeling sour. He then gathered the wrists of the woman in just one hand and cupped her chin forcefully. "Aren't you tough?" Don't move!"

"I hate you! I wish you're dead!" With that said , the man froze in disbelief, the light suddenly turned on and brightened the entire lobby and kitchen.

With a high-technology modified black remote control in his hands, the kid wearing dark blue pajamas stood in the stairs, rooted. He was not verbally saying anything but his eyes were enough to yell at them or specifically at his father to be exact. "Despicable man! Get off from my mom!"

The sudden light caused the two to be blinded and so they closed their eyes to adjust their vision. Good thing it only lasted for a few seconds.

Of the two, the woman retrieved her alertness earlier than the man.

"Get lost!" Seizing the opportunity to escape, Geneva pushed the woman away suddenly, making him react so late.

The man was thrown on her side and rolled off.

Seeing that sudden twist of event, the kid sprinted over and hugged the woman.

Geneva reciprocated the kid's action and then comforted him instead of needing it for herself. "It's fine Darling. I'm okay. I'm okay. It's over."

The man stood up casually, yet, his gaze was sharp and murderous as he looked at them.

The father hasn't yet said something but the kid already turned around and blocked the woman from his father's line of sight although it was impossible. His gentle and adorable look suddenly shifted into a fierce and possessive beast.

If he only dared to speak, he would be telling his father to scram.

Chen Lei dabbed his lips with his fingertips and slightly tilted his head as he met his son's stare. After a minute of competing a fierce stare, the man passed his sight through the kid's head and glared at the woman. "You are really lucky."

With that said, the man eyed the duo and entered his study room.

Geneva pulled the kid in her embrace as they sent the leaving figure of the man 'till he shut the door close.