With the author's famous His Affair, My Glue, Their Screams at 2 AM series, Chingis Vitali captivates readers with every word. Dive into chapter chapter 28, where love anecdotes intertwine with plot twists and hidden demons. Will the next chapters of the His Affair, My Glue, Their Screams at 2 AM series be available today?
Key: His Affair, My Glue, Their Screams at 2 AM chapter 28
You are so lewd, baby
"Are all your things ready?" Andrius asked as he approached me and hugged me from behind.
I grabbed my neck with the still-visible imprint of his choking from the night before. He took my hand and touched the mark, then sniffed my neck.
"I'm sorry," he said, leaning his head behind me.
I messed up his hair, then chuckled gently. I didn't feel frightened about what he did because of how I felt about him. I couldn't seem to find the anger anywhere in my heart. Even if I went into the depths of my heart back then, I wouldn't have found it.
"It's gone. The mark has completely disappeared. Don't worry," I assured him, feeling my back discomfort vanish as well.
I quickly wrapped the black scarf around my neck to avoid drawing attention. As I held onto his stomach once more, I turned to meet his gaze. He lifted his head and planted a kiss on my lips. The warmth of his lips and the sensation of his tongue made me instinctively close my eyes.
As his kiss on me grew more intense, I couldn't help but push him back.
"We might attract attention on the plane," I whispered.
It had been three days since the incident with his friends, and a blend of sadness lingered in the air, though I couldn't quite label it as rage. I felt angry because of what he had done to me. Furthermore, I found myself irritated by his silence regarding the person he had spoken to at the restaurant, even though I had never asked him about it.
We left. Mary and Aunt Jes left again. I wasn't sure where they went this time because I didn't want to question Andrius.
I was apprehensive as soon as I got in the car because this was the first time he had taken me on a work trip.
I was unaware that we had arrived due to the intensity of my deep thought. But it wasn't simply a regular flight like those who paid for it; given Andrius's fortune, I didn't suppose he had his jet. Private jet. I was astounded by its enormity in comparison to what I see on TV and in newspapers.
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