If it were not for the matters at hand, he wouldn't have allowed Lily to come over just now.
Aidan Lucas couldn't even dare to sit with her on the sofa to watch television, fearing he couldn't restrain himself and would press her down right there and then.
He kissed her bit by bit, with a treasured affection as if reborn from calamity.
Lily knew he was a domineering man, and she had to obediently let him kiss her until he was satisfied because she knew he wouldn't let her go otherwise.
However, as he kissed her, she inexplicably felt something strange.
She felt that today's Aidan Lucas, although still as dominant as ever, had a kiss that carried an unusual tenderness.
It must be said, this tenderness was quite pleasing to her.
The long and affectionate kiss finally ended, with Lily's face flushed red, curled up in Aidan Lucas's arms like a cooked shrimp.
The man gently picked her up and slightly adjusted her position.