Chapter 447: Exercising Power in Advance

Joel Russo really had a face so handsome it made hearts race and faces flush, distinguished and elegant, with an extreme charm.

Especially that cold, ice-like demeanor laced with a thick possessiveness, it was too overwhelming for anyone to withstand.

He bent down to kiss her, kissing the woman in his arms in a dominating and assertive manner, leaving her disheveled and enchanting.

This rare sight was obviously his doing.

Arabella Vanderbilt's eyes trembled as she tightly grasped the neatly ironed shirt on his chest, feeling the heat radiating through the fabric, her fingertips trembling lightly.

For a moment, in the dancing flames of the man's dark pupils, Arabella slowly released the grip on his shirt.

Joel's brow twitched slightly.

However, the next second, Arabella's hand climbed upward from his expensive suit up to his shoulder.

A deep surprise flashed through Joel's eyes. He lifted his gaze, eyes sparkling, staring intently at her.