Never Late, Never Away Chapter 188
It was a tyrannical kiss.
The moment Vivian spoke, Finnick realized he did not want to hear Fabian’s name in her voice.
He did not want to hear Fabian’s name ever; he wanted to erase Fabian from Vivian’s heart.
Finnick did not want to let any man other than him appear in her heart.
As Finnick attacked her with the kiss, Vivian’s heart melted.
She lay on the bed, pleasantly numb, as Finnick kissed her lovingly. Her body relaxed, and she felt as if she would enter heaven at any time.
It was a strong kiss, as though it was trying to root itself in her heart. Vivian was lost in it. She loved how he kissed her lips. It was like his heart was thumping against hers and sending sparks flying in her heart.
The two kissed each other passionately. Vivian could feel Finnick’s heart thumping faster and faster. She was prepared for him. He tugged her shirt up and revealed the fair skin under.
Right when the two were about to lose themselves in their instincts, Vivian’s phone rang.
Her phone was on the table above Vivian’s head. Finnick raised his head to glance at it. It was from Fabian.
It’s already so late, but Fabian is calling Vivian.
Damn it.
Finnick became more displeased.
Vivian queried, “Who’s calling me this late at night?”
Finnick coldly replied, “It’s Fabian.”
Like a child who had done something wrong, Vivian panicked. She wanted to take the call, but Finnick stopped her.
Finnick took off all of Vivian’s clothes and threw them onto the floor, leaving them scattered.
His two hands held down Vivian’s, making her unable to break of him.
He stared at her with such intensity as though he wanted to swallow her whole. A bright fire was burning in his eyes.
The more Vivian wriggled, the more force Finnick used. The angrier Finnick became, the more he wanted to torment Fabian.
Fabian leaned closer to the phone and asked, puzzled, “Vivian, are you listening? Have you told Finnick about this? It’s best if you don’t. This is our secret that only we know. We’ll deal with this ourselves, okay? Vivian, can you give me another chance?”
Finnick did not care what Fabian was saying in the call. All he knew was that he could do anything he wanted as long as Vivian was by his side. She was his wife. Give up and get lost, you jerk!
Afraid that Fabian would hear her, Vivian whispered, “Finnick, aren’t you crossing the line? You can’t do this.”
Finnick’s gaze was fixed on Vivian’s body. Doesn’t she know what I’m doing? Finnick wanted her to know who was her husband, and who was the one meant to be with her.
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